suitedreams | WEEK SIX: TRIAL

W̴͍̎E̴̝̊E̸͚͝K̸͕̿ SIX: TRIAL

Rise and shine; you know how Saturdays go. Even if you'd rather sleep in, you'll find yourself waking up and getting out of bed. Once you're out of your room, a door appears down the hallway, compelling you to walk towards it. Upon entering, you'll discover a room that's familiar if you've gone exploring this week or possibly from even before then:

MAIN MEETING HALL (VILLAGE)
Should anyone venture inside, they'll find a number of long benches set up against the walls. At the head of the building are two chairs, a sun and a moon carved into the back of each. The area in the center is wide open, allowing plenty of space to move around and while decor is lacking, hanging from the walls are several blank scrolls. There's also a large (blank) scroll above the two chairs in the back.

There are a few tables in here behind room dividers. One is labeled 'Evidence' while the rest are covered in white sheets. Elsewhere in the room is a table with pencils and slips of paper for voting.

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Welcome to your seventh trial! Over the course of the next nine hours, characters will have the opportunity to discuss, investigate and theorize about the murders. Characters will have time to examine the body of the victim and explore relevant locations.

There will be a mod-tag break between 4pm EST to 5pm EST. While the trial may continue and players can tag each other, mod-led threads such as questions and investigations will be on hold.

Finally, we have a voting page for characters to vote on the culprit! Please be sure that your vote is in by the time trial finishes 9pm EST. Voting is mandatory in this game.

Good luck!

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█ LOCATIONS █ STATUSES █ PROFILES █ AUDIENCES
█ REPORTING █ PRIVATE CONVOS █ MURDER

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[ he smiles. it's a small, shadow of a thing. ]

The little things, remember?

[they nod]

...the little things.

[ he'll unwrap his snack bar and break off a piece for them. little things! ]

[eats the lil piece of the snack bar]

Thank you, Yuri.

Technically it's yours in the first place.

Ownership of it passed from me to you when I threw it at you! So it's yours, and you decided to share.

If only ownership were always that easy.

If only!

I can think of a few things I'd get "ownership" of.

Snacks, projectile weapons, valuables thrown at you in a fit of pique...

No, there are some other things I can think of. [ he boops where their nose probably is under those wedding veils. ]

But I think I'll keep that one to myself.

[they tilt their head to one side, puzzled, but then -

they give a little squeak and bat at his hand because he sure did just boop their nose.]

Y-Yuri!