cartesianism | Week 7

Week 7 - Trial

Week 7: Trial

When everyone arrives at the trial room, the tribunes are already filled with townspeople. Until now, the public had been so angry, waiting to see what the outsiders would do. Now they're calmer. Not indifferent, just waiting to see what will happen.

There are so few of you left. So few people, surrounded by a town that once hated you, and now don't know what to think. Will this trial change their opinions of you again?

Maybe that doesn't matter. You're here to solve a murder, after all.

"Today the victim is Kinzie Kensington. This may be the last chance any of you get the chance to earn a medal. Let's see if this culprit gets away with it successfully."

You receive your list of suspects. Five small photos appear on the podiums.

"When it's time, you shall cast your vote. It has been a while since there was one culprit."

The trial room went completely silent, all the visitors can feel the attentive stares of the townspeople gathered to watch. It's up to them now to find the culprit.

Let the trial begin.

Links

Evidence
Guestbook
Voting

[Welcome to the trial! Please remember to cash your votes here!. Your deadline is 8:00 PM EST. Good luck!]

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Welp, line on up, folks! Hope you’re keeping things sanitary.

[not his favorite investigative method, but......]

[yawning.]

Good luck with that...

[Definitely not going in for this one, but surely it's fine. She is eliminated on both shoe size and medal owning.]

I’m doing my best!

[that and well Niwa is alright with him so it’d suck if she died!]

[a classy and tactful approach!!]

Much appreciated.

[here are his hands. they don't smell like ammonia, but they probably smell a little sweaty because he's nervous as all hell]

Well, I guess you’re clear, but you should probably still wash your hands at some point.

Eh hehe... Yeah. You're probably right. [he'll wash before he eats! if he can]

Fair warning, I touched the rags when I was looking at them in the pharmacy and they had ammonia on them, so...

I think you were ruled out by other things, so that’s fine.

Cool, thanks.

[Keith will let you smell his hands and all, but not without giving Gant a look. This is real weird and all....

But hey, there's no ammonia smell here. There may be a faint-ish smell of gasoline, but...]

Before you ask, that's from me touching the pipe and the fuel container at the crime scene.

Right, I’m sure.

[it’s hard to tell how genuine he sounds.........]

The hell's that supposed to mean.

[ bolin hesitates for a moment before he takes a deep breath and resigns himself to it. he pulls himself together and walks towards Gant, holding out his hands for him to smell. ]

Here.

[ There is very much a smell of ammonia on his hands. ]

Oh... that’s not good, Bo. Not good at all.

Yeah, I know.

[ bolin takes a deep breath again. he's steadying himself, preparing himself for what he's about to say. he's looking pretty scared about it, but that's not going to stop him from having to say what he wants to say. bolin takes one final look out to everyone and speaks. ]

I can't hide this anymore. It was me, I killed Kinzie-- but I didn't mean to, it was an accident.

[ and then he looks at keith ]

I'm sorry, I lied. The mover that the Sergeant had for everyone. It wasn't Korra on mine. It was Mako.

Edited 2018-11-17 21:30 (UTC)

[ hey.

hey, this is rude? Sakura isn't going to say anything but instead she's going to go pale and bring her hands to her lips because she's upset and might even cry mid-trial because this is absolutely too cruel because she knows what's going to happen next and she does not want this. ]