WEEK 3; TRIAL

[killerwaves]

TRIAL

Like last week, the kitty bots herd everyone over to the sandbar once the time for investigation has concluded. At the least, this little piece of your personal hells has emerged unscathed in all the wreckage. Unlike last week, Overhaul and Shigaraki are already there waiting for you, the former looking about as grouchy as a mask can get and the latter looking pretty amused.

Off to the side in a booth of its own is the body as well as attendant kittybots; apparently it’s messy enough this time to require some clearance, but it’s still close enough for the admins to oversee.

This murder sure was something, even for your masterminds. Theorize and/or judge about who could have done such a thing and get a snack from your local kitty bots if you get hungry—the theme is italian today, with pizza, mozzarella sticks, stuffed meatballs and the like.

(( OOC: Welcome to your second 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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[conchy]

I'm glad you asked, Père! I had a hunch we may find ourselves waking to the sight of carnage and bloodshed, so in an effort to prepare ahead of time, I set up Haruka's CD to play Thursday afternoon.

[He's looking at Temenos with a hopeful glint in his eyes. Praise him...?]

Answer me honestly, Père, and do not be shy! His song lifted your spirits high this morning, non?!

[finalmix]

[ butting in because: ]

So how did you get access to the speaker system?

[ still snacking on pizza but it's a semi-serious question, as you do. he's interested in the answer too soooooo ]

[conchy]

With the limitless power of my audiomancy, of course!

[It's magic, he ain't gotta explain shit!]

[finalmix]

Huh. So you can affect the system here with magic?

[ pls explain it to him preferably before we have a midtrial ]

[conchy]

Oui! There is little that can't be accomplished with audiomancy! It's quite impressive, isn't it?

[You better praise him if you want explanations, Joshy.]

[finalmix]

So what can't you accomplish with audiomancy, if it's as great as you say it is~

[ ok ]

[conchy]

Audiomancy can't cut out a heart!

[Everyone's worried about that heart, aren't they? He couldn't help but notice.]

[finalmix]

Can your audiomancy cause craters?

[ genuine questions, again. ]

Also, it's not Haruka-chan's singing, but let's say if I have a song written, would you listen to it?

[ one more genuine question ]

[dupiety]

If anything, all it accomplished was riling up quite a few of our number in the spa. It rang out like an ill omen.

[He won't be offering any praise, but more questions. He comes over to look at the CD.]

Which track is it? And how did you go about setting it up?

[gluttoning]

He can play sounds into people's heads with his magic. Maybe he can do the same with machines.

[finalmix]

Bird mask did say that he was going to up the security, although I'm surprised you can affect the system with magic.

[passetemps]

...Would those sounds potentially be able to rupture that chosen person's eardrums without inflicting similar harm on bystanders, I wonder? Or are they more along the lines of an auditory hallucination?

[gravitys]

I mean, I'm pretty sure the human body can cause damage it thinks it's getting anyway.

[passetemps]

[ hm. ]

Yes, I suppose that is possible in some situations. I wonder if the same would apply in this one.

[gravitys]

No clue. It's at least a possibility to consider. Though I'm pretty sure it ain't just mental.

[passetemps]

Yes, I'm quite certain that the missing heart was not, in any case.

[gluttoning]

It just sounded like normal talking to me, but inside my head.

[passetemps]

[ nods... ]

If he was not speaking loudly to you when he did this, it would be hard to determine whether such a method could truly cause physical damage or not... but I think it is helpful information to have just the same. Thank you.

[gluttoning]

Mn.

I wouldn't put it past him to be able to do physical things. He was able to put a lot of resistance to every muscle in my body just by snapping his fingers, enough that I had to struggle to hold myself up.

[townmusician]

He made coconuts explode when I asked him what he could do with audiomancy.

[hello he has information for once]

[conchy]

[Lobelia hums, considering his question with a shake of his head.]

I picked a track at random, so I'm afraid you won't find any rhyme or reason to my selection. As for how I went about it... Well, explaining the principles of audiomancy is far too much work.

[dupiety]

[I'm going to pretend this is before Billy threatens CBT because oh my god.

Anyway, that's not a good enough answer for Temenos. His smile turns a bit icy.]

Too much even for your dear Père? I'm wounded, Lobelia. Even if not for me, you had best explain yourself unless you wish to receive even more suspicion.

[conchy]

It seems everyone has made up their minds already, non? A shepherd would know the behavior of his flock better than anyone.

[Still, he's gotta say...]

...You're having fun, aren't you? I'm beginning to think you're accusing me of this heinous crime as well. Are you so callous that you would risk wounding my feelings so gravely?

[dupiety]

That is a risk with a trial format like this. It is very easy to sway the group into one line of thinking.

[That said,]

Perhaps I am enjoying myself. But no, I am not accusing you. However, the circumstances around this case seem to be leaning so heavily against you that I wonder if someone desired very strongly to have you bask in the spotlight.

[Since he's right next to Lobelia, he lowers his voice.]

The damage done certainly resembled a storm, wouldn't you say?

[conchy]

It would appear so, wouldn't it? After all, our gracious hosts don't care whether the culprit is rightly accused of the crime or not. All they want is a sacrifice.

[...But it's like he told Temenos:]

I have no intention of dying here. Not yet! Should it come to blows, I won't hesitate to retaliate in kind and be the last man standing on this island. I would hope for everyone's sake that they consider their choix a little more carefully.

[As for the mentions of a storm...]

This certainly does seem to be the work of a catastrophe naturelle. The Tower could have easily made such a scene were it not crippled as severely as it was.