Week 3 - Trial

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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.

"Today the victim is Katsuki Bakugou. Solve it."

Without even bothering to taunt or be as antagonistic as usual, he waves the gavel. Five small photos appear on the podiums.

            

"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."

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.

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Comments

[streetwolf]

[+1 to the wearing gloves party. Wayne's got surprisingly nice, fingerlings leather ones. But he's clean, his nails are clipped to short for dirt to get stuck under them.]

...I don't like where this is going...

[relieable]

[Osomatsu will inspect those fingers, since they’re visible. but what about the rest of his hand?]

Gloves off, too, man. [WHY DON’T YOU LIKE WHERE THIS IS GOING]

[streetwolf]

Right. [And they're off. There's a whole lot of nothing. Well not nothing, his hands and knuckles are completely covered in scars, but they've already healed.]

2/2

[streetwolf]

[And then this happens. And Wayne let's out the huffest sigh possible.]

I fucking knew it, this shit again...