Cartesio NPCs (
cartesio) wrote in
cartesianism2018-10-19 09:11 pm
Week 3 - Trial

Week 3: Trial
April 20th. It was now time for the trial.
When everyone arrives at the trial room, the tribunes are already filled with townspeople. Compared to last week, there's less morbid curiosity and more quiet outrage. Everyone's glaring at the visitors while they enter the courtroom.
The number of podiums draped in black has increased dramatically. Nine's, Mako's, Sandalphon's, and Bakugou's have joined Moloch's, raising the number to five. That's one sixth of the available podiums. How many more will be covered in black velvet before these two months end?
Once everyone is at the right podium, the Sergeant bangs his gavel. He doesn't seem to be in better mood than before.
Without even bothering to taunt or be as antagonistic as usual, he waves the gavel. Five small photos appear on the podiums.

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.
When everyone arrives at the trial room, the tribunes are already filled with townspeople. Compared to last week, there's less morbid curiosity and more quiet outrage. Everyone's glaring at the visitors while they enter the courtroom.
The number of podiums draped in black has increased dramatically. Nine's, Mako's, Sandalphon's, and Bakugou's have joined Moloch's, raising the number to five. That's one sixth of the available podiums. How many more will be covered in black velvet before these two months end?
Once everyone is at the right podium, the Sergeant bangs his gavel. He doesn't seem to be in better mood than before.
"Today the victim is Katsuki Bakugou. Solve it."
"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. Start your discussion."
[Welcome to the trial! Please remember to cash your votes here!. Your deadline is 8:00 PM EST. Good luck!]

EVIDENCE
Chapel map
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[He produces the candlestick bits he found.]
Want to see if they match up, Cherry?
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[ Do the candlestick bits feasibly match the broken candlestick that she found? ]
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MODS COMING BACK TO THIS FOR CLARIFICATION
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So Jesus got fucked up... So did the rest of everything, but people are gonna be pissed about that.
[He's just glancing at the locals then back to the others. Cause that is way too many angry people looking at them.]
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I'm the one who found the body. It was in the... [Oh, is that what it's called? Thanks Franciscus.] immersion font, face up, eyes closed at the very bottom.
[A pause. Time to recall this as best as possible.]
He was at the center of the pool, and his skin was pale. I didn't see any signs of bloating, but his extremities were turning white and wrinkly. There was a little blood near his nose and mouth, and some froth on his lips... I noticed a wound on his chest, but beyond that, I had to pull him out of the pool.
[Which was gross. You're all welcome.]
After I got him out, I was able to notice a few more things. Rigor mortis hadn't completely set in yet. The stab wound on his chest wasn't particularly small, but it didn't look like it could have been deep enough to be fatal. It didn't exactly look like a knife wound, either...
There was also a blunt wound on the back of his head, but that might have been from hitting the rim like Mr. Franciscus said.
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Mods
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Had a look around the rest of the graveyard, there were some marks in the mud. Like something was pressed into it. There was one by the messed up grave, then a bunch of others a few feet away. Looked kind of like there was some movement, and some of the indents were a little bigger than others.
[Then, an exasperated pause.]
Of course with all the rain, it's not clear how big the marks were to start with.
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shoe check!!!
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Mods!
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[Keith produces an unopened bottle of hemlock.]
Don't know what the hell that is. The car was missing its top and all the doors were opened
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*someone try. gragh
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The flames also touched the wall tapestries, though only the ends and the adjacent wall.
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I found garbage. I did the stabbing, I didn’t want to touch it.
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Couldn't you have just used a towel?
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I’m only bringing this up ‘cause I thought it was weird an’ it stuck out, but there was fresh crushed pulp from an orange lying near one of the trashed pews. [he taps the baggie with the tips of his fingers. embarrassing]
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HAND CHECK
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2/2
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Re: EVIDENCE
The altar area had been badly burned.