Week 2 - Trial

[cartesio]

Week 2: Trial

The day still is April 13th. It's now the afternoon

Just like he said he would, the Sergeant went to everyone and told them to go to the courthouse. It wasn't difficult to find -- three of the tourists already knew where it was. What nobody, not even these three thought, was that the courtroom would be so much populated this time.

All of the visitors went into the only trial room in the courthouse. In the center there were several podiums, formed into a circle. Each podium had a small notepad and a pen, and a slot on the top part of its surface, presumably to insert your vote in it. Each podium has a small placard showing who it belongs to -- except for Moloch von Zinzer's podium. That one is draped with black velvet.

The tribunes at the sides of the courtroom are higher than where your podiums are. During the trial Sakura, Wayne and Millium attended those tribunes had been empty, but this time they're not. Quite a lot of the townspeople are sitting there, talking with each other and observing all of the tourists with different expressions. Confusion, disdain, shock, all kinds of emotions, all united by the feeling of morbid curiosity. What did the tourists do? What will happen? That's what they're wondering.

And above all of them, on the judge's seat...the Sergeant. None of the townspeople's paying attention to him, he's sitting on his chair and twirling the gavel in his hand. He still is very pleased a murder happened, and once it's time to start, he says:

"We have gathered today for the trial to find the culprit for the death of Moloch von Zinzer. It's your task to discuss, find the truth of this murder and bring it to light. For the sake of not letting you bunch run in circles, I have decided to lend you a hand and give you the five most likely suspects -- the culprit being one of them"

And indeed, five small photos appear on your podium.

            

"When it's time, you shall cast your vote. Write it on paper or put the photo inside the slot, I don't really care about how you do it. What matters is that you actually do it. With no further ado, I wish you good luck!"

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

Let the trial begin.

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Comments

[doublelammy]

[Millium really doesn't like this list. Not one bit.

But okay. Okay. Fine. There is a way to handle it, and it's by being her usual best self.]

Hey, Sarge! Are you gonna give us space to get everyone naked or am I gonna have to try to build a privacy wall outta these podiums?

[There's not even a good reason to suggest this yet, but YOU KEPT HER HERE, SERGEANT. YOU KNEW THIS WAS COMING.]

[integratedsoul]

To do what?

[ SCANDALOUS???? ]

[doublelammy]

Get everyone naked! So we can check for injuries n' stuff!

[And upset the Sergeant!]

[carbide]

Millium.

[wat r u doin]

[doublelammy]

Olympia?

[Tormenting their captor, is what.]

[clearities]

Hoooooeeee.... we're really doing that again?!

[ oh my god ]

[doublelammy]

It's a good way to check for injuries!

[The player remains sorry about her.]

[tuffguy]

um

come again?

[doublelammy]

To check for injuries n' anything else that might be incriminating.

We did it last time.

[Sorry, Bolin.]

[saladandeggs]

...oh dear God.

[doublelammy]

[Smile?]

[cartesio]

I insist the pursuit of justice doesn't involve any of that.

[Damnit, Millium!]

If for some harebrained reason I can't fathom you see the need to do that I guess I'll provide you with a wall -- maybe even two. This courtroom is full of people.

[doublelammy]

Listen, it's real easy to hide injuries n' other incriminating evidence under clothes!

The pursuit of justice must always seek the naked truth~

[on the other side of the fourth wall, the player just buries her face in her hands]

[robitussin]

—What the hell?

[doublelammy]

To check for injuries n' other incriminating evidence.

We don't gotta do it right now. But if it comes up...

[linearcrash]

[ Pffft wow Millium. ]

Hey, don't need privacy for that. What are we looking for?

[ Already taking off the white short sleeved blazer and cape. ]

[doublelammy]

H-Hey!

[Congratulations, Nine actually has her a little flustered?!]

Yes you do!! I don't wanna see you naked!

[pursuitofdeath]

Everyone, or just our suspects?

[HELPING???]

[doublelammy]

Just the suspects, prolly.

I mean, unless you want to. I guess I'm not gonna judge.

[MILLIUM???? THAT'S YOUR MAFIA DAD???? STOP,]

[merirut]

[fucking hell, millium]

Just what sort of inane suggestion is that?

[doublelammy]

What if Moloch fought back and you got a bit ol' incriminating mark on you somewhere?

I just want to see our killer get brought to justice, Sandy~!

[She has just met him and has already decided his name is entirely too long for her to be bothered with.]

[kingbomber]

...What the fuck?

[ why ]

[doublelammy]

There could be important evidence hiding under those clothes, Bakky! Think of justice!

[quickpersuader]

[Just. Deadpan stare.]

[odasaku]

Shouldn't it only be the suspects...?