Week 4 - Trial

[cartesio]

Week 4: Trial

It's dawn when the Sergeant calls everyone to the courtroom. Despite the early hour, the tribunes of the room are as full as the last two times, sleepy townspeople glaring and looking at the visitors with distrust. The Sergeant told everyone to get to their spots. Anyone who looks behind them, will see the bailiffs carrying Sting Eucliffe away, who is trying to resist them but doesn't seem to have enough strength to do that well.

"Don't worry about him. That guy ate a lot of ice and frost for reasons I don't understand, and now he has a very bad cold. I don't want him making everyone in this room sick, so he's excused. No, that's not a hint all of you should get sick to avoid these trials."

There are more podiums draped in black now. Clarisse, Eric Lecarde, and Jughead Jones have joined the dead, and their podiums look lonely without their occupants.

With a twirl of the gavel, the Sergeant recites:

"Today the trial will focus on solving the murder of..."

He takes a PDA out of his pocket, and holds it in the air. The PDA's text-to-voice software says: 'Forsythe'

"...Pendleton Jones the Third. The circumstances need no introduction, we all are aware of them. Here are your suspects"

            
Once everyone had a moment to see the faces in the photos, the Sergeant adds:

"By the way, there are two separate culprits today. Yes, two of these five people directly caused Jughead's death. When it's time to vote, remember to vote for two different people."

Let the trial begin.

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

Comments

[saladandeggs]

Largely because I might be the only one actively looking out for my cleanliness!

[doublelammy]

Ain't no one need to clean off the bottoms of their shoes. I don't care how "active" you are about stayin' clean.

Why don't you just fess up? It's not like you'd be gettin' any therapy money out of us even if you lived, but you don't need to give us that extra anxiety, y'know?

[saladandeggs]

I’M WEALTHY! I NEED TO MAINTAIN MY STATUS! MY FAME!

[doublelammy]

[He just gets the world's longest, deadest stare before Millium just puts her face into her hands.]

I can't believe it. It's Duke Cayenne all freakin' over again.

[relieable]

He killed a kid so that he could stay famous? Well, he’ll probably be famous in Cartesio now, at least.

[doublelammy]

What is it about rich people, man? Why are they like this? I just do not get it.

Infamy is a kind of fame, I guess. [And, to Frasier:] Congrats, jerkwad. You did it.

[silvertongueheir]

[Opens mouth. Closes mouth. You know what, she's right.]

[odasaku]

Does that matter so much in a town where nobody knows you?

[ said in the flattest tone because god oda doesnt get rich people ]

[saladandeggs]

FRASIER CRANE TRIVIA!

[doublelammy]

[mood, dad. mood]

[carbide]

Now you will be famous as a murderer.

[streetwolf]

[Wayne's gotten a lot better at manners and being clean and stuff since Rose... The nice pink haired Rose- Took him in.

But this guy.

Wayne's just going to spit into his gloved hand and slam his hand into the back of Frasier's head. Gotta make sure to rub it in too and mess up his hair.]

[doublelammy]

[nice]

[saladandeggs]

[wayne first of all that’s gross

second of all have you ever been lunged at by a man who has never fought a day in his life because that’s happening]

[streetwolf]

[First - Yes, he literally grew up eatting out of bins.

Secondly - Yes. Along with plenty of people who can. So he's laughing and running around the podiums. He has standards about who he'll fight and this guy doesn't meet them.]

[silvertongueheir]

[Franciscus is going to wait until Wayne runs by his podium and then casually stick his leg out.]

[carbide]

[Olympia has no popcorn but she's watching anyway.]

[streetwolf]

[Just causally jogs on. It isn't even a work out for him.

He's done it before against army guys.]