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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[plunges]

Haruka!

[ Looks like Haruka's not the only one getting pulled in, because Xiao immediately beelines it to the tarot card. He lunges forward, extends his arm towards him...and gets pulled in, too.

And he's going to be exhausted, after all is said and done. ]

[conchy]

[Just as planned! After Xiao disappears into The Tower's world along with him, Lobelia will toss the card into the air, snap his fingers, and make it disappear. Goodbye forever, boys!]

[plunges]

[ bitch ]

[dupiety]

[...

He puts the tip of his staff right up against Lobelia's throat.]

What is the meaning of this?

[conchy]

What else, Père? I'm protecting my dear Haruka. Il ne peut pas gérer la vérité.

[gluttoning]

Shutting someone away isn't protecting them.

Bring them back.

[dupiety]

Hahaha. And why is that? Do you have something to say that would break his heart?

[idologue]

[ Okay, this is enough. ]

Lobelia. If you do not intend to die here, and instead find the truth with me... Please, do not make yourself any more unpopular. Sîl-te-plait, Monsieur génie.

[conchy]

[Lobelia nods just once, his smile waning.]

Pour toi, Cher, je le ferai.

[She can count on him now.]

[chosenwang]

Bring them back.

[hearnoplague]

[ You earned yourself an automatic vote, jackass.

Kallamar is whipping out the U-Pinion and slamming a button on the vote app, all the while glancing back up every so often to see if Lobelia makes any move towards him. ]

[stilllovesyou]

Bring him back! This isn't fair! Oh, you can't just take them away, bring them back!

[She can feel a tantrum coming on.]