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cartesianism2018-05-11 08:13 pm
cartesio) wrote in cartesianism2018-05-11 08:13 pm
WEEK 0 TRIAL
Week 0: Trial
By the time you get to the courtroom, the large clock on the top shows it’s 10:00 AM. The Sergeant is waiting in front of the open doors, when someone arrives he ushers them inside, into the trial room. He ignores any questions about why a trial will happen, all he does is glare at those who ask.
The trial room seems to have been modified for the purposes of having this sort of trials. There are thirty-three podiums arranged on a circle, none of them have any name or indication of where you must go. Looks like you’re free to stand wherever you want. The only exception is the podium draped in black velvet, with a cheap-looking polaroid of Lovepon placed right on top of it. The sides of the room have what seems to be tribunes, rising high and out of your reach, with enough chairs for a sizable crowd. It feels more like a stadium, and you and the rest of the participants would be the main show, but the seats are empty.
Once everyone is gathered at the trial room, the Sergeant glances up at digital clock on the wall, locks the entrance from the outside, and appears a short time later at the judge’s bench, positioned just as high as the public’s seats.
He raises his hand with authority. The shadows over his face seem to twist for a moment, as if they’re going to extend further over his face.
Let the trial begin.
The trial room seems to have been modified for the purposes of having this sort of trials. There are thirty-three podiums arranged on a circle, none of them have any name or indication of where you must go. Looks like you’re free to stand wherever you want. The only exception is the podium draped in black velvet, with a cheap-looking polaroid of Lovepon placed right on top of it. The sides of the room have what seems to be tribunes, rising high and out of your reach, with enough chairs for a sizable crowd. It feels more like a stadium, and you and the rest of the participants would be the main show, but the seats are empty.
Once everyone is gathered at the trial room, the Sergeant glances up at digital clock on the wall, locks the entrance from the outside, and appears a short time later at the judge’s bench, positioned just as high as the public’s seats.
"I mentioned this already: we’re on a tight schedule right now. A life was claimed, and now your duty is to find who among you was responsible for this bloodshed. Lovepon deserves that much, doesn’t she? I trust you all investigated as much as possible. You should have enough to pinpoint who is the killer, now you must debate and decide who among you will be punished to the full extent of the law."
"No, you don’t have a choice. Submit your vote through the slot on your podium, all you have to do is write the name on paper and slide it there. Majority rules, refusing to vote is not an option. Now that I made myself clear..."
A REGULAR SEARCH FOR MEN
I've already been searched. Therefore I volunteer to help search the other males here, if no one has any objections.
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[ After checking him out, Waver will find nothing's on him. He's clean. ]
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[ it's just a quick check up, but certainly enough, he's clean. ]
Clean. Again, thank you for your cooperation.
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[ and when waver checks, he won't find any wounds. matoba seems to be at the peak of good health! he only has the clothes on his back and the longbow he got from weapon shop. if waver checks the bow, it is clean and kept in good condition. all the arrows are clean, too. basically: nothing here.
sorry for the awkward as matoba will be smiling brightly the entire time. ]
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once he's done he nods curtly. ] Thank you. You're clean as well.
Re: A REGULAR SEARCH FOR MEN
None here. [He's in his military-ish looking clothes he arrived in. There are a lot of pockets and layers. He will obligingly let all of it be searched, and even point out some of the harder to find spots. It's modern armor, okay, there's a lot to it. Nothing here!]
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[ that said, he's glad that nagisa is so cooperative! once waver is done he nods, and there's a hint of a smile there, too. ]
Thank you very much for your help.
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[ But sure go ahead and search away, Waver. There's nothing off about Serph besides how pale he is (and has been) for the past day. ]
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[ however he will notice the paleness of seraph in comparison to the other times he's seen him from afar. once he's done, he nods, but doesn't give him the ok to go just yet ]
Does something ail you?
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[no weapons and no injuries! So that’s cool. He’s also wearing his usual lab coat and other clothes.]
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You're good to go.
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[Yeah Shepard’s got a crazy, giant, bite-shaped scar on his chest among other scars and the like.
But he's got nothing recent-looking injury-wise. No weapons save for a pocket knife.]
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he does take note of the knife, and observes it for a moment before handing it back. ]
You're good to go.
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He's clean though of recent things though. There's a lot of old scars on his arms. Some that can't been seen now on his legs and body.]
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natsume's awkward about it (nothing new there though) but he helps with the search by turning out his pockets. they're empty, he doesn't have anything on him! physically, he looks tired but that's unrelated. that's really the only thing off about his state, he has no injuries! ]
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Thank you.
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[Waver's search will reveal that Will does indeed have a sheathed hunting knife, but it's clean. Will himself is likewise clean of any recent injuries or damage to his clothing.]
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[ certainly enough el melloi ii does find the aforementioned hunting knife but nothing else. he nods courteously once he's finished. ]
Thank you for your patience.