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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cw: dissociation

[stilllovesyou]

[She turns to Crea and it's clear in her eyes that she does not recognize him, not immediately, beyond that he's a human shaped thing, and thus nothing but the subject of her hate. She growls, baring her teeth, ready to rip his throat out with her borrowed fangs.

But wait.]

N̸͚̖̣̝͎̜̩̊̃̇͋̓͠O̵̯̽̌̍͗̔̒̆̂̈́̓͌͘͘͝͝B̴͕̗̻̹̙̘̯̫͋̓̌̾̑̃ͅO̷̧̮̫̩̣̫̜̳͎͚̐̃͠Ḍ̵͍͚͆̍͐͑̆Y̶̢̤̲̫̮̗̰̪̤̦̗͊͋̄̅̈́̎̍͒̇̔̕͘̚͜͠ ̶̦̻͐̆L̵̡̨͍͈͖̯̜̖̲͈̞̙̈́̽̐̑̍̄̀̅̚͜͠ͅͅO̵͈̳̥̝͓̬͊̽̑͋̒̾̂̈́̈̈́͑̅͐̍͛C̸͓̺͇̦͉̻̲̝̆́̈̐̍̊́͒̌̀̀̓͘͜ͅK̷̛̝̺̹̎̏̄͊̈́̑̏̓̆̿S̵̳̫͍̙̱̩̞̠̤͍̱̯͖͌̎̋̈́́̌̃̈́̚̚ ̴͕̞͇̲͉̥͍̮̈̋͒̅͊́̓̀̌̑̄̌̏̕̚͜Ḿ̴̡̛̭͈̳̖͉̞̈̌̌͌̈̀̅̒͜͠E̵͉͆̆͊̒̐̔̎͆̐͘̕ ̷̢̧̧̢͕̦͎̖̟͕̟̱͗Ų̴̺̤̞̺̮͚͎͕͚̳̹̲͊̿͒̇͋̑͌̋̒͗͘̕͝ͅP̴̡̲̗̼̗̟̪̦̣̻̝̪̫͚͋̚ ̵͉̫̮͕̫͇̗̔̂̾̆́͂́͘Ǹ̶̤̦̠͕͒͛̍Ǒ̸̱͇̼̞͎̓͗͑̕̚͝͝͝B̴̡̘͎̠̼͚̭̘̽̐̉̈̒͋O̵̧̥̤͐́Ḋ̷̠͙̻͎̱͎̌͆͜ͅÝ̴̨̥̜̫̮͎̰͔͍̟̪͊͑̅̄̀͌͜ ̴̗͙͚̀̂̽̉̔͌̃͒̚͝L̸̤̬̥̗͕̭͂O̵̧̫͔͎̩̱̱̼͑͌̽̒̄̐̓̕͜Ç̸̨͍̣̘͍͓͔̱̙͙̤̪̓̉̃͆̊͐́͜ͅK̴͍̫̟̪̞̱͔͋̅͜S̷͔̪̱̦͉͙͎͉̤̙͈̀̽͂̓̃ ̴̧̧̰̰̯̹̭̠̣̘̘̅͋͒̚Ú̵͖̰̺͖͉̭̻̭̙͉̓́̀̅͜͠Ș̴͚̙̍̅̐͐̿̽́͐͊̌̑͆ ̴͎̝̓̈́̇͗̊͛̊̚͜Ų̵͎̲̞̤̯̞̀P̵̮͖̫̠͕͙̟̔̾̒̆͗̀̃͐̎̓̕͝ ̵̞̗̄̆̆̈́̒́͠͝Ţ̸̳͔̮̣͙̍̂͊͝ͅȨ̴̛̹͉̩̎̔͐̌̀̓̾̄́͌̌͘͝Ņ̴͕̻͓̠̟̯̞͉̖̮̈́̇̈́͝ ̷̡̛̲̟̼̫̤̞̼̮͓̪̄̔͗̍̽͛͐̋͠ͅB̶̧̡̢̡̤͉̫͖̗̓̎Į̸̛̥̳̫͓̈̋͛̉̈̉͆̓͝͝L̴̨̧̧̬̜̞̘̭̻̗̮̭̺͛̈́̆͋̀̀̉̕͝L̸̖̗̫͓͈̝͒̈͜͝I̵̛̮̙͔̝̺̹̩̜̺̠͙͌̅̏̓̍͛̒̇͝ͅͅO̸̙͈̰͉̦̦̞̰̰̘̤͒̂͂̿̃̋̕͠N̴̛͔̙̬̝̝̖͙̱̰͓͉̩̮͌̾̎̒̈́̕͜ ̴̨̡̤͔̥͔̩̘̜̗̬̈́̍́̍̿̒͌͂͛̋̉̐̍͋͗D̴͕͕̰̠̺̪̊͛̊̐̈́͐͋͗͊̿È̵̤͆͒̋̈́͒A̵͈̗̤̰͌́̈́̀T̷̛̛͙̝͍̬̙̦͇̗͌̉̓͠H̵͑̈́̏͋̌̈͋̂̈́̉̇͘͜S̷̤̾̂̑͒͂̂͊̊͠ ̷̛̱̲̣̇̚T̸̨̩͉̞͎̖̗̙̻͍͂̊͊̆O̴͕͕̠̰̮̜̬̟͔̺͗̌̽͐́̂́̽̈́́͠͠ ̴̺͆͛̀̈́̈͝M̸̨̮̣͙̼̦̜̟̑͆̆̄̂̓̑̌̇̈A̶̢̙͇̪͈̞͍̐́̾ͅK̴̳͆̊̒̉͑̈́͊͐̽̾̉̑̕͝͠E̴͈̯̳̝̤̳̎̆́̈́̔̏̽̾́̏̄͌͝͝ͅ ̴̢̡̧͖̦̩͓̓͗̅I̸̢͇̗͎̻̝͓̳̫͍̔͗̈̾̆̄̾͐̆͝T̷̝̣̹̲̦̝̰̜͓̯̪̬͎̝̺͝ ̴̨̛̙̩̝̦͕̈́̐͗̍̈̀̀͑̊̃͝͝R̷̛̲͂̔͗̇͑̀̈́͒̓́͒I̸̮͚̠͛̈́͑̅̒̉Ģ̸̛̞̫͓̘̩̙̳͚̰͚̗͂̔̔͜ͅḦ̷̩̠͙͎̤͕͕̝̱̤̣́̎̾̊͗́T̶̨̡̢̰͙̙̘̤̺̼̟̱̹͊̌̒̇̅͛̀̀͑̃̀͌̔́́

[dakicover]

NONA!!!

[ he doesn't care how she looks. he doesn't care about the concerning things that she says or the fact that she looks like she's ready to kill him.

he lunges at nona, arms spread wide as they envelop her in a tight hug. if she wants to hurt him, she can do so, and he has no plans of stopping her. he'll simply keep holding her until she is back to herself. he can't lose her. he can't lose her the same way that he lost sion, the same way that he lost his uncle, and aunts and parents and half of the world.

he's not a hero. he doesn't want to save the world anymore. but if he can save this one person... ]

PLEASE! NONA! GET A GRIP ON YOURSELF! DON'T LET YOURSELF BECOME SOMETHING ELSE BECAUSE I LOVE THE YOU THAT YOU ARE!

[stilllovesyou]

[She blinks, and she feels the arms around her.

LOVE AND FREEDOM CANNOT CO-EXIST. Who said that?

Arms around her. The rage isn't bubbling anymore, it's still, she can remember who she is. This is Crea. She loves (hates? no, loves) Crea. She stills, blinking, then wordlessly buries her head in Crea's shoulders and brings her arms to hug him.

Words don't form in her throat yet. They can't. She just lets out a sniffle.]

[dakicover]

[ the moment that she buries her head in his shoulder is the moment that crea allows himself to breathe a single sigh of relief. everything is still on fire around them, but he can focus on this one tiny win.

he maintains the embrace, patting her back. ]

Please stay yourself a little longer, Nona. I don't wanna lose you, too.

[stilllovesyou]

[She watches, dimly, from his shoulder as Beelzebub rips Lobelia's neck open with his teeth. She very nearly did the same, she thinks. The tantrum is already fading from her memory like all the others.]

...I'm sorry if I scared you.

Oh, that was so embarassing...

[dakicover]

As far as scary encounters go, it's probably up there. But don't think too hard about it, just...

[ he separates from her, unable to do anything else. he saved one person, but it seems like another one will be sacrificed. he can't save everyone. he never could.

it still hurts, as if he were being torn apart. ]

I don't know. I don't have anything smart to say. I forgive you.

[stilllovesyou]

[Nona clings to him. Her body still shakes and she can feel sweat sticking to her back. God. Forgiveness... it's such a foreign emotion. Does she forgive? She loves, isn't that antithetical to forgiveness?]

I've only done that a few times, I promise.

[And then there's Beel, and Xiao, and Haruka, and there's Lacus' baffling grief, and there's Lobelia suffering again and again, screaming in a way that would make a person feel compelled towards pity.

Maybe Nona's not a person. She doesn't feel anything at all. Not satisfaction, not sorrow, just exhaustion.]

It's just meat.

It really is just meat.

[dakicover]

...

[ he thinks he gets it now. the relief from saving nona has passed, leaving an emptiness that he's all too familiar with as he watches the carnage unfolding.

he can't do anything about it, so he doesn't. he simply watches along with nona, ignoring the way that his eyes water with tears that he didn't know he still had. ]

Yeah, I guess you're right.