WEEK 2; TRIAL

[killerwaves]

TRIAL

Whether you investigated or decided to take it easy, before you know it the speakers crackle to life instructing you to head to the beach. This is a demand not a request, and anyone who doesn't comply will find themselves forcibly moved there by the kitty bots—even if it takes a whole swarm of them.

Once you get there, you'll see that this isn't quite a beach party, instead a gigantic sandbar dotted with some type of constructs has risen out of the sea and tides. The path to the sandbar is solid enough even if it is relatively narrow, and once you arrive you'll find that you're far out in the ocean, way farther than it's comfortable to swim.

And once everyone is gathered, the pathway recedes back into the sea leaving you trapped here, all twenty-eight of you. At least there's ample seating, a kind of amphitheater made of sand with space in the middle for grandstanding or dramatic revelations. Though the area is mostly open, there are lone pieces of sand wall around the edges, maybe to dissuade you from tossing someone into the ocean without stopping you entirely. Thankfully, a lone outhouse rests again one of the walls just in case you need to use the bathroom, though it's not much in the way of actual privacy.

Settle in, get comfortable or just complain about all the sand you'll be tracking back, if you make it back that is. There's still another sacrifice to be chosen after all according to your administrators and—

Maybe you've noticed there's no palm trees or speakers here? It's just you, and the sand. For now.

(( OOC: Welcome to your first trial! You'll have 7 hours (8PM EST/5PM PST) to find the killer and send them off their death, if you believe in justice at least. Since this is scapegoat style, finding the correct killer is not mandatory!

Please remember to vote before then unless you've spoken to a mod, as votes are our stand-in for AC. ))

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[dysnowpian]

[ .............. ]

Ah, you don't know me well at all do you? Well, that's not a surprise. I never do things the easy way.

[ Sonya absolutely does not play fair so they're evenly matched here in some way, so without further warning (and since this peanut gallery (?) seems intent on trapping him) he's just gonna go for attacking Billy first. With a quick fast thrust, one that is absolutely aimed to be fatal.

Again, he absolutely knows what he's doing. ]

[necrotiem]

[Hyeh hyeh hyeh hyeh... she knew you were interesting!]

[dancing_flames]

[THINK FAST, SONYA.

There's a pink gridded sphere materializing itself surrounding him. If he doesn't dodge within a second or two, that sphere is going to detonate.]

[dysnowpian]

[ He can mostly dodge this, but it does clip him just slightly. It's a pretty lucky dodge actually and seems to have come from something akin to instinct? ]

[conchy]

[Ah! He's being fed so well today...!! Time to prepare a conch and record the fight and whatever the aftermath might be. Lobelia's praying it's bloody.]

[divector]

[ munching on a hot dog behind lobelia while this is happening now ]

[dupiety]

[Sonya didn't attack him first so he gets a quip in.]

I do hope you realize you aren't helping your case, sir.

[dysnowpian]

We all do what we must.

[ brb time to get in a fight. ]

[skyworp]

[Yes!!! Yes!!! This is absolutely what he wants to see!! Discord, destruction … do go on!]

[dysnowpian]

[ In Hell We Live and Lament. ]

PAGING ADMINS

[hearnoplague]

[ Uh. Sure, you have fun doing a midtrial or something. Kallamar is going to slink off to the admins. ]

Remind me where we are to vote for our sacrifice?

[allworknoplague]

You’ve got your messaging device, don’t you?

[Indeed, the U-PINION now has a new contact that just says VOTE ADMIN. Presumably it’s the same admins, but either way that seems to be the way to go.]

[diabolizes]

[ oh shit, a fight. don't mind as he just sits back and watches ]

[chosenwang]

[ Leaning towards ]

Who do you think will win?

[townmusician]

[hello he’s just going to watch this go down behind wwx because lobelia’s archive is unnerving and he’s taller then xiao and kanon]

[hearnoplague]

[ Spoken in a low voice so the fighters don't hear... Hopefully. ]

... You know, it might be a good time to vote the troublemaker off. Our captors don't seem to care about who is sacrificed so long as there is a sacrifice.

[chosenwang]

[ There's four kinds of people...

He's taking the little toothpick from his side and it'll grow to a normal sized sword. Just going to situate himself between the fight and spectators to make sure anyone who doesn't want to fight or can't fight won't get hurt ]

It's never a dull moment. [ a beat ] Anyone have any bets they would like to place?

[ They still have time so he doesn't need to get serious quite yet ]

[conchy]

Oui! Monsieur Billy has the tenacity of a mad dog. I'm casting my vote for him!

[microtransactions]

The odds are against Sonya, right?

[ because how many people are going for him right now? still, magolor stays far back from the little scrap. ]

Sure, put me down for the underdog. One whole butter knife! Or coconut. Or whatever we end up deciding on.

[solutionary]

[Perhaps he should stay over this way... and just be ready for when someone gets stabbed.]

[stilllovesyou]

Don't -

[Her objections trail off as she watches this altercation happen, and she squeezes her eyes shut in desperation.

She can't do anything.

But she doesn't know if she understands, or if she can pass judgement?

Instead she just murmurs.]

I hate this...

[plunges]

[ He sees Nona, and Xiao moves to step in front of her, shielding her from the fight itself. ]

Stay behind me.

[gluttoning]

[Gently putting a hand to her shoulder and turning her around.]

Don't look if you don't want to.

cw violence/blood

[butcherspice]

[Well, Billy was gonna hit him no matter which way he chose.

Not even flinching at being attacked, he swings the crowbar directly at the pole of the harpoon, aiming to use the gooseneck to get a hold on it. It manages to deflect from anything fatal, but the end of it does slice a slightly grisly-looking gash into Billy's arm. He grits his teeth with a light hiss at it, but he doesn't relent on the deadlock.]

Ain't nothing fucking easy. That's the kicker, eh?

[With there not being much distance between the two of them now, Billy grins with sick adrenaline and headbutts Sonya.]

[dysnowpian]

[ Man, if Billy had't been Billy he would have had some flowery prose about dreams and ideals and the state of the world. Instead he's getting headbutt and he winces, though doesn't really shout.

The reality of the City is that fights, violence, blood, death, are as common as the seasons or the weather. Still, it's not like Sonya has had any enhancements done to him to make immune from something as simple and effective as a headbutt. So that connects, largely in part due to Shuda crowding him with explosions and himself and he hits the sand pretty hard.

It's not enough to knock him unconscious though, and he's barely holding onto the harpoon at this point but he still is. ]

...it seems my wishes have run out. [ He might be speaking gibberish or maybe this makes sense to two other people in this sandbar, but alls the same really. For now he'll stay on the ground, doing his best as he can to defend himself from a crouched position. ]