week three: trial

[cyclists]

Week Three: Trial
22 in Competition

It may be difficult to sleep with the light shining so brightly throughout the night, but the participants can rest easy knowing they will not be plagued by unwanted, disturbing dreams. Early the next day, a bell chimes and all will feel compelled to enter the main meeting hall.

The hall looks mostly the same as it always has, the two thrones for Lune and Sol at the head of the room and scrolls hanging from the walls. The metal box sits on a table near the front, along with the glass boxes perfectly centered before the benches in the room. Now that the trial is in session, Swift Wind and Hisoka's coffins are open, and their bodies will be available for examination.

Lune and Sol are seated in their thrones, patiently waiting for the last participant to settle. It's only when everyone has gathered that Sol speaks first.

"We've got a lot of ground to cover today. Don't give up."

They stop, glancing at Lune and gesturing for them to say their piece.

"Face the truth directly, and don't turn away from what you may find."

✩★✩

Hello, everyone, and welcome to the fourth trial!

We'll go over a few notes briefly as we will be playing this trial a bit differently than other games.

As noted, there was no investigation period on Friday. However, today participants will have the chance to investigate areas in the game setting as they see fit! This can be done by providing the name of the location you want to visit to the host header comment. To help with the ease of the trial and for IC mechanics, only one location may be visited at a time. In addition, these locations can be manipulated and adjusted upon request to test theories and solve puzzles, so please feel free to ask if you're searching for clues! Your host will also be accompanying you on these visits.

Most importantly, before the trial is over, please place your character's vote over on the voting page. Voting will close at 9pm EST/6pm PST, and will serve as our activity check for the week, so please be sure you get your vote in before it ends unless you have contacted us previously.

If you have any questions at any time, please let do us know by pinging us on Discord! Dana and Ty will be in the chat and available for all questions. Thank you, and have fun!

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[tothemaxwell]

Apt.

And who did you use it on?

[wagashis]

...Kazuaki.

[compendiem]

[ cries, why, shirasu ]

[wagashis]

[don't trust a ninja, minato, this is what they do]

[compendiem]

[ murder birds????? instead of hisoka?????????? ]

[tothemaxwell]

A proper confession at last.

And anyone this week?

[wagashis]

No. No, I haven't-- I did nothing this week.

[another quick shake of his head; he's been decent(?), he swears.]

[tothemaxwell]

[Shirasu is out, then, for the five votes. Damn.

Well, she pockets (or at least, keeps) all his stuff, save for the mask, which she makes a show of carefully placing on top of the bundle.]

Oh?

You are telling me you spent a week after murdering a singular, small bird, doing exactly nothing untoward?

[The sword creeps ever closer, the ongoing sheen of Shirasu's wet and drying blood reflecting on the edge of the blade.]

Speak. Tell us everything. Kazuaki's death, the situation, and your exploits until now. Let your words flow like your water.

[forefall]

[ She can't handle this anymore. ]

Please, if we all do not vote for him because we find no one else, can you question him when our emotions are no longer linked?

[ PLEASE SPARE HER ]

[tothemaxwell]

[aw damn girl]

Four. I am truly sorry for this.

But I imagine when the emotions are no longer linked, he will not cooperate. It is fear that drives him now.

[forefall]

I don't—

[ She covers her face with her hands. ]

Fine.

[foodbin]

[Helpfully:]

While you're at it, can you explain why you're an asshole?

[tothemaxwell]

[Emma is not wrong, and extremely valid, but receives a sympathetic but shushing glance from Milla.]

[wagashis]

I didn't harm anyone this week--

[pardon him while he tries, yet again, to back the fuck away from the sword; there's not really a lot to be done with broken legs, though, and he finally exhales a harsh breath.

the fearfulness may not get milla an entirely clear answer, however.]

...you don't understand. I've seen her, I know what she can be like-- she'd have killed me. I know she would have killed me eventually. I had to try to find someone else.

[tothemaxwell]

[She doesn't seem to care much. Something dark and ragey is dumping into Milla consistently, and out of the corner of her eye, Akane gets a look that conveys that later, a discussion will be happening.

In the meantime, Shirasu's struggles earn him a free new sword in the neck. Her composure, regardless of her inside, is cool]

You are correct at that—I do not understand.

Explain as much as you are able. Why do you fear... her. What have you seen?

[forefall]

[ She screams. ]

Stop it! Stop it stop it STOP IT!

[ Four is in tears. ]

[tothemaxwell]

Four!

What is it?!

[forefall]

[ She starts sobbing. ]

Stop him! Please stop him! I can't handle this anymore!

[tothemaxwell]

Then speak as well!

[forefall]

He's only ever lied to me from the start. He told me he was going to try to make the partnership work this week.

[wagashis]

[the scream makes him flinch, but he breathes out slowly, unsuccessfully trying to be a little steadier.]

She doesn't want you to know. Of course she doesn't.

[forefall]

He's a liar!

[ There's only fear here. ]

[wagashis]

We both know what was in your memories.

[any other time, it would be accusatory. it loses its impact considering he's still shrinking back.]

[tothemaxwell]

Speak your piece!

If one of you is a liar, the rest will be clear!

[wagashis]

She's killed before. Easily. All of them people she thought deserved it. It was a matter of time before she thought I did, before she wanted to tear me apart just like she wanted to--

[a shuddering inhale, there, a shake of his head; recalling it seems to make the emotions a little worse. the feedback from four is super not helping.]

...it doesn't matter now. You're not going to let me live, are you? At best you're going to kill me through inaction.

[gestures at the clock, he will be a no-vote considering he's stuck here,]