Cartesio NPCs (
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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!]

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[ Wrong kind of valuable property.... ]
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Unless our culprit was suffering from scurvy behind our backs, I don't think that was the intended use.
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Maybe it was the kid's? He coulda been eating it when he was attacked and dropped it later.
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[ is this going to be citrusgate 2: son of lemongate ]
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[This is not a dismissal.]
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[ She's not sure if she's ever seen her do it, but that's also not the kind of thing that's worth paying attention to normally. ]
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[Is it like gasoline?]
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[listen there is an upper limit to how much bullshit science I am willing to make up on the spur of the moment for y'all to latch onto]
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[Olympia, president of the Clean Plate Club.]
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[ The smile Cian gives makes pretty clear her suspicion of Olympia dropped exponentially. ]
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[god, humans waste so much food because it "tastes bad" or "has no nutritional value" or "is poisonous"]
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...can one make an explosive substance out of oranges?
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