Week 3 - Trial

[cartesio]

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

[unfashionably]

I don't think Clarisse saw a point in cleaning it up. Going back to the junkyard would mean going out of her way again and the only way it ties to her is profiling.

[marmoron]

Point.

[snideper]

You really can't decide if I'm a genius or an idiot, can you? If you're going to try to drive the point home that I'm so good at this, you're pretty dumb to start arguing that I was too lazy to clean up after myself.

[unfashionably]

... I don't know why you're insulting yourself here. You're the one who didn't clean up, if you have a better reason for why then you should just tell us.

[snideper]

[EYE ROLL OF THE CENTURY]

I didn't clean up because there was nothing for me to clean up after, you moron; I didn't do it.

[unfashionably]

[ a moment of silence for jughead because his podium is between these two ]