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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[gluttoning]

I told you. I don't remember.

[He will stand still for a check, though. He doesn't look like he wants to put up a fight.]

[idologue]

[ "I hope you can feel safe here."

'What a joke,' Lacus thinks, in an uncharacteristic moment of bitterness.

Anyway, she's just going to look at the damage to his wing and clothes. Are there any claw or teethmarks? ]

[gluttoning]

[His outfit looks roughed up and torn from a scuffle, but it's hard to tell if it was from claw or teeth.

But the color of his broken horn looks familiar.]

[idologue]

[ Odd shiny stuff in the crater, get? ]

[gluttoning]

[It's a match, yes.]

[idologue]

We may owe Athos an apology for accusing him of eating his master.

[ That's... all she can say, because she just feels numb. ]

[necrotiem]

Ah...Hahaha... After all this time, it really was the case.

I suppose that's how it is, the longer people believe you...

[divector]

I like Alice, but I think he's valid even if he did.

[ let him eat ]

[necrotiem]

Pff... GyahahHAHAHAHAHA!

Will you say the same for Beelzebub? Will you forgive him just as quickly?

[divector]

Hmm? Why would I think about forgiveness in general here? This isn't one of those polls.

[necrotiem]

[She's still laughing, rubbing at one of her temples.]

You're right! Even for the ones we don't catch...here there's no forgiveness, no escape. None at all!

[butcherspice]

[OH YOU MOTHERFUCKER DOES THIS MATCH]

[gluttoning]

[It sure does!]

[butcherspice]

[Oh. Fucking hell.]

...you stupid fucking twat.

[His voice is strained, and he's putting all of his effort into sounding angry at Beel so he doesn't sound upset.]

Don't you got somethin' you need to go home to? You really gonna fucking abandon that?

[gluttoning]

[He visibly flinches at the reprimand.

But he doesn't respond.]

[butcherspice]

[That's it. Billy doesn't even think twice about grabbing a demon by the lapel of the coat and seething at him.]

Fucking answer me! What did Lilith die for if you leave your brothers behind too?!

[gluttoning]

Ghk--!

[He doesn't fight the drag, but his face tightens up at the name.]

Do you think I chose this???? I'm a demon. Not a liar.

If I remembered anything, I'd be telling you now. And I don't.

Don't bring them into this.

[butcherspice]

Bullshit! If you really gave half a shite you would have kept your stupid gob shut and let us pick someone else! It ain't noble to serve yourself up on a plate, it's a fucking death wish!

People died thinkin' about you, but you lost your fucking head and ruined it. Ain't that just like...

[Ain't that just like you, Billy? Everyone that's ever cared about you ends up dead.

Maybe that's what pisses him off so much. There's so much of himself in Beelzebub that Billy can't help hating the demon right now.]

You ain't fuckin' leaving them. I ain't letting you.

[gluttoning]

...

[Hope Billy likes the hairs on the back of his neck standing on end.]

Someone I care about would want to know the truth. Even if it was one that hurt.

I don't want to leave them, Billy. But I'm not letting someone who has nothing to do with this get killed in my place.

[Not again.]

[necrotiem]

Ah... ahahaha.... if the Lord of the Flies couldn't protect Nona ... he at least thought he'd see if he could protect someone else.

I think I see now...

[butcherspice]

[It's such a kind, self-sacrificing reason to do something. It makes Billy feel sick, because no one who sacrifices themself ever deserves for it to happen.

He knows Beel's guilt as if it's his own, but the atonement is too late and too misplaced.

Billy roughly lets go of Beel's collar in anger.]

Fine then. Go be one of those martyrs your cunt dad in the sky loves so much. See if I fucking care.

[gluttoning]

[He stumbles back at the force, his frown thinning. But he doesn't retort.

He knows that anger all too well. He's the last person to say something against it.

So he doesn't.]