Week 2 - Trial

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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

[unfashionably]

No, don't worry about it. It's not your fault—and it isn't like any of us could have known this would happen.

But... sorry, I think I'll have to leave testing the spear idea to everyone else. I don't know anything about using weapons.

[linearcrash]

[ Nine was mopped in the face for a bit there so he was distracted for some of it. But he's here now and offering a hand over for the mop. ]

Let me.

[pecker]

[She's the one who had the mop last after Bakugou gave it to her, so she's just. Gonna smile at him.]

You don't want me to clear your name, Nine-san?

[linearcrash]

[ Chickadee trying to spear something in that outfit is tempting but... ]

It could slip and you could hurt yourself, yo. What kind of guy would I be if I let that happen? Besides, I don't really care if they vote for me.

[pecker]

So kind~ [She cups one of her hands to her cheeks endearingly, then rather impulsively sticks the mop in his hand.]

Well, um, okay then. Do your best, hehehe!

[She's gonna shuffle away to give him space before he's anywhere near close to taping the knife onto it though. No offense, she is just a chicken.]

[doublelammy]

[Millium hasn't had much to contribute to this trial, but this is the point at which she speaks up, because hey, wow, this is not a direction she likes even a little!]

Why don't you care?! If you get all the votes, you're dead, Nine!

[...Oh, hey. She's... actually upset.]

[integratedsoul]

[ Cian bites her lip when she hears Millium shout, looking over to Nine as well, pleading. ]

She's right, Nine-kun.... There's no good reason to let everyone vote for you, no matter what... what circumstances.

[linearcrash]

[ Nine looks over at Cian with a tilt of his head. ]

You already know there's a good reason, yo. I'm already dead.

[integratedsoul]

I know, it's just.... You're alive now. And you don't... you don't want to die, do you?

[ That'd be one thing, but this... this is just so needlessly cruel... ]

[quickpersuader]

[...Oh. That's something.]

...So the threat of death isn't a big deal to you.

[streetwolf]

Is this some stupid joke to make us not vote for you. I already knew you were a moron but this is pushing it.

[pecker]

[You guys are kinda making her look bad for just letting him do this, she's just going to save some face here.]

W-Well. No one's gonna vote for him if we disprove this though, right? Right?

[pecker]

Um... okay, I understand. Thank you, Sting-san.

[is she going to have to do this herself, jfc.]

[unfashionably]

[ probably. go live your spear dreams, niwa! ]

[relieable]

You don't know anything about using weapons? But... You're a dragon slayer, aren't you?

[this isn't relevant to the case at all]

[unfashionably]

What does using weapons have to do with being a dragon slayer?

[relieable]

I... I don't know! I guess I just imagined that you used a sword, or something! To fight!

[his whole world is a lie]

[unfashionably]

What? No way, it's nothin' like that! I'm a wizard who uses dragon slayer magic.

[relieable]

[oh... oh]

That's.

EVEN COOLER!! [sparkly eyes]

[unfashionably]

Hell yeah it is. But, uh, let's save the rest for later, all right?

[ Time and place, time and place...! ]

[linearcrash]

Wait. For real?! A dragon slayer? [ Whoa that's actually kind of cool ]

[relieable]

[it's totally cool but Osomatsu's side-eyeing you right now] That's what he told me.

[linearcrash]

Whoa! [ And it's cool Oso. He's pretty used to getting the side eye ] Man, how the hell do you do that? Did he punch it?

[relieable]

Bet he did! With his magic hands!

[unfashionably]

One of them, yeah, but... It's complicated. As much as I wanna talk about how awesome being a dragon slayer is, I think we should focus on the trial.