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cartesianism2018-10-13 09:56 am
Week 2 - Trial

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:
And indeed, five small photos appear on your podium.

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

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We died. We wanted to take on the big bad at the end, knowing we would fail. We wanted to pave the way to a better future for everyone else, you know?
[ Then he'll look away. ]
A future where people can actually remember.
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"You're all in for some tough times ahead. I can't go any further now, but you can..."]
...So what?!
[She snaps out of that fast enough, slamming her hands down on her podium.]
Okay! So you're dead at home, fine, whatever! But you're here now, aren't you?! You can't just give up and lie down now!
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You know, you're the first one to actually give a damn outside of Class Zero.
[ It comes out without any thought. ]
I miss them. We were always together for as long as I remember, yo. It's kind of like only being one piece of a person, you know?
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You're here! You can be someone here, even if it's without them! Even if— even if it's really hard being without them!
I don't know how to be just Millium on my own, either! I'm just one piece of a person, too! But I'm still trying! Why are you just giving up?!
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Or are you just trying to be stupid to get back to them now?!
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cw suicidal ideation or something close to it
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CS2 spoilers
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Re: CS2 spoilers
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cw suicidal ideation again
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suicide tw sort of?
suicide tw ish
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same hat
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[A while ago he'd of been yelling and trying to punch the idiot but he's move bothered by the too crying kids here that he's not sure what to do with.]
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And what do you think they'd have to say about taking a fall to rejoin them? If anything, the evidence points at me more than it does you, and I'm not even on the damned list!
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[She knows exactly what that feels like.
She feels it again, now, the same twisting and knotting in her stomach that she felt when she realized that it was all over, Class VII was over and she was going to have to go back to the life she'd known before. Her eyes sting all over again, welling up like they hadn't before or since.
She can't argue right now. Someone else pick this up for her?
Please?]
Nine...
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... but then she thinks about Moloch and how alive he'd been every time they spoke, gentle, and polite, and alive...
... and she leaves her podium to walk over to Millium's and gently place her hands on the girls shoulders. She's not sure if it's welcome, but... she just has to do something for this child now. ]
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It does nothing to stop her from crying, but at least Millium understands what Cian's trying to do.]
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Well you fucked that up. Best thing to do is keep living and remembering them. Cause no one else will.
[He still has his doubts but if you're trying to get killed so much.]
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So instead she just quietly cries into her hands.
This is just... horrible, and she hates this? ]
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he's really pissed off about Moloch, but he'll do his best to comfort a crying kid]
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once he's by her side, he'll hold her shoulder as a way to tell her that he's there for her. ]
now.... on the right account
YOU TRIED REALLY HARD LEN
i tried so hard and got so far.....
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So much for that now that you went ahead and did this, huh?! It'd be practically for no fucking reason if they're all dead anyway! And if you're really the one who did this... then you just took a giant shit on their memory!
Good fucking job to that, you stupid fucking dipshit!
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She wasn't made for this, for all these feelings and for knowing what to say when you have to watch someone fall away from you right in front of your eyes.
With her words choked up, she's at least glad someone can express some of what she's feeling.]
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Poor Millium though, he's not blind to what's happening over on her end either, for the record. ]
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[Things she thought she would never say, but.]
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just kind of. Stares at him. ]
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Looks like it'll be a rein-check for that private show, huh?
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[ aw fuck ]
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[ He means Hawks and Dabi for the other two. ]
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