Week 5 - Trial

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Week 5: Trial

      

Last time it was at dawn. Now it's at sunset. The Sergeant gave everyone plenty of time to investigate and gather evidence, and now that everyone entered the courtroom, he slammed his gavel.

"I can sense a few of you are feeling rather hostile. Remember you're in a courtroom, and you're being watched by everyone in town"

People's opinions of the visitors are already very low, but there's no need to feed them further with a brawl in the courtroom -- or so the Sergeant thinks. There are more podiums draped in black now. Five more people died, seventeen people are alive. How many will be left once the trial is over?

"This time we have three victims in total. Millium Orion, Cian Reikado, and Azura were the unfortunate victims last night, and now you shall debate and decide who is responsible for this.

These are your suspects. Vote for as many as you think are responsible for these crimes"

            

Let the trial begin.

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Comments

[streetwolf]

[Shrug.]

Right right. You know arguing you didn't do it only makes it look like you did. So you might want to cooperate when someone starts askin'.

[Cause he's not interested.]

[marmoron]

[Raising an eyebrow, but he's also really not in the mood for this.]

And you're an idiot if you think I'm going to accept it when I'm being accused of murdering my friends. If you've got a question, ask, but I'm telling you it's a waste of time.

[streetwolf]

I don't really care about defending any of you right now. So you might want to get to that instead of yapping about how it ain't you.

[Cause he's in group vote-all right now.]

[marmoron]

You're being real contradictory, you know that? Didn't you just say that defending myself just makes me look guiltier?

[Fucking christ.]

If you've got a question, ask it already. If you don't, then get out of my face.

[streetwolf]

Actually defend yourself properly instead of just swearing it wasn't you then.

[Saying it isn't you isn't exactly useful.]

Where were you and why are you on the damn list?

[Might as well ask what the others are asking.]

[marmoron]

[He's getting a scowl, but as long as there's an actual quesiton he'll cooperate.]

I was sleeping with Cian on Thursday night. I woke up and she was gone in the morning. That's probably why I'm on the list.

[An even dirtier look, though this one isn't directed at Wayne.]

And because someone is trying real hard to make me take the fall.

[carbide]

You were in a relationship with her?

[I'd apologize but I'm not actually sorry]

[marmoron]

[Well THAT gets him to stop looking pissed off for like two seconds.]

...what now?

[quickpersuader]

That's usually how people phrase it when they mean they had sex.

[marmoron]

[...]

I was sleeping on her floor. Don't make it weird.

[quickpersuader]

I didn't really think you were the type anyway, but it looked like Miss Olympia was getting confused.

[marmoron]

That's not exactly hard to do.

[quickpersuader]

No, but I thought it would be better to get things straightened out before it got too explicit.

[Think of the children, or something.]

[marmoron]

[...]

Cian is dead. Ca we please focus on that.

[quickpersuader]

And Millium, and Miss Azura. I'm aware.

[carbide]

Indeed. Most people would consider it the obvious interpretation.

[olympia probably the only reason you know this is because of millium]

[quickpersuader]

[Get it, Keith.]