WEEK 5; TRIAL

[killerwaves]

TRIAL

Three dead, one vote. This might be a pit of a pickle, huh? Perhaps appropriately, the kittybots are serving pickles of all flavors today, along with food that might remind you of your childhood like ants on a log, gummy worm sundaes and adorable toast in sweet and savory profiles. To drink, are their best attempts at replicating the DD refreshers with a whole array of silly straws.

Off to the side in a booth of their own are the bodies as well as attendant kittybots (well two bodies and one arm); simply request which body you'd like to look at and the kitty bots will direct you appropriately, given the number of arms floating around. The kittybots continue to do their best.

(( OOC: Welcome to your third trial! You'll have 7 hours (8PM EST/5PM PST) to vote one (1) person guilty of murder. 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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[townmusician]

There's a chance any of us could die if people get angry enough, so it still seems stupid to drag it out any more then it's already being.

[He looks over at Waltaquin.]

What are you going to do, then, if we don't solve any of this?

[necrotiem]

Hahahahaha! [Now that he's asked, she just laughs, though when it's over she seems to flinch and frown.]

I wonder... what I could do, would it be enough? I'm just as powerless as the rest of you.

[townmusician]

You're all on the same playing field, aren't you? With whatever this place has done to your powers.

[The flinching is... weird, but he doesn't have the capacity to unpack that.]

So I don't know that makes you guys "powerless". You could still probably do whatever you want to anyone you want, if you decide to become a vigilante.

[necrotiem]

You're right about that. I don't think anyone could tell me to restrain myself, lest they mistake me for tame.

Level or not, it's still frustrating to feel restrained like this.

Scary, even.