WEEK ONE: TRIAL

[retellers]

WEEK ONE: TRIAL (38 remain) Rise and shine, gremlins. Hopefully you found it in you to make and eat breakfast, despite yesterday's news. At 11am, everyone will receive a message on their PHS, simply stating: empoti enp emporium. by the strike of twelve. Shortly before 12pm, every participant will feel compelled to move towards the Emporium, if they aren't already there. No exceptions! Though they will have to navigate around shelves and merchandise and the like, everyone will fit neatly inside the room. Once all the participants are present and the clock strikes twelve, the doors lock behind them. Three of the Leaders are there with them: Swan, Tiger, and Goat. Tiger speaks. "You have nine hours. Try not to stab each other during them." ༶•┈┈⛧┈｡o°✥✣ 　　 ✣✥°o｡┈⛧┈┈•༶ Hello, everyone, and welcome to the second trial! For the next nine hours, the characters are expected to discuss among themselves, ask questions, examine the bodies of the victims, look over the evidence found yesterday, and revisit locations as needed in order to find the culprit(s). There'll be a one hour break from 5-6pm EST, where no mod tags will occur. Before the trial is over, please remember to 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 us know by pinging us on Discord!

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[retellers]

[ The wounds seem a little swollen, but there's no bruising. If he's looking closely at the bloody areas, though, he may notice some mild burns...? There's nothing on her other shoulder or her chest and stomach. ]

[antaressnipe]

[Jesus, MILD BURNS. Back in his day you just called down a lightning strike and that was that, everyone went about their business.

Anyway Chiron is no expert on burns (scratch that, I am not expert in burns) so he will note this but continue to move on. Next comes the arms. Any bruising/scratches of note? He's going to check the front side and back side of each]

[retellers]

[ There's nothing on the arms, but I'll give you hands so this tag isn't boring, there's some dark smudges on some of her fingers. ]

[antaressnipe]

[mods out here saving lives and time.

And that... tracks, honestly. He will also check underneath her nails as best he can, specifically looking for any signs of breakage/blood/girl he hoped you at least struggled...

Also just in case this works, he will give the dark smudged a... sniff. Trying to see specifically if they are ink/markerish in smell (would they still have a smell at this point? GONNA CHECK)]

[retellers]

[ there's nothing underneath her nails...

But while there may not be a scent to it, it's obvious looking closely at them that it's marker ink. "Has Chiron ever even seen a sharpie?" It looks like an ink smudge and that's what's important. ]

[antaressnipe]

[Oh no did she talk shit in the messages and then just get mowed down by something? He looks displeased by this possibility.

With the arms looked over, he's going to move down to the legs next. Does she have those stockings on in the picture? If so he'll take those off, along with any shoes, to get a general picture of the feetsies.

Were there feet crimes...]

[retellers]

[ The only feet crimes is Chiron looking at feet.

There's nothing! ]

[antaressnipe]

[Hate that, hate this, hate everything.

Alright he will do uno more thing which is just flip her on her chest now (GENTLY... bc I imagined him just slamming his fist into the table and her flipping like a pancake, you are welcome for that image), and again, looking for anything that is generally out of place. Nothing on the back of her thighs/calves/ankles?]

[retellers]

[ Pancake Carter does not seem to have anything out of place on her except for the wounds on her back. ]

[antaressnipe]

[Okay last thing he will look at will be her clothing -- the shirt and skirt -- specifically if there are any pockets he can dig through.]

[retellers]

[ pocket found! there's an uncapped marker in there, so chiron probably gets ink all over himself picking it up. there's also her PHS, a galaxy rock, and an empty astronaut food wrapper. ]

[antaressnipe]

[GOD

Time to yoink one of his spare cloth-bandages and wipe some of that ink off... rude...

Also I realize I have no idea if this is possible but would he be able to turn on her device and check through it?]

[retellers]

[ Well it turns on. But it's locked? Boo. ]

[antaressnipe]

[... I deadass can't remember if this is one of those devices that has like, a fingerprint sensor or if it's just locked by code/magic, I'M SORRY MODS.

If it's the former, Chiron will try to use Cater's fingers, but if there is no getting into it, he will be done and I'm free]

[retellers]

[ magic! shoo, horse ]

[antaressnipe]

[ACTUALLY MODS I'M SORRY AS I TYPE UP MY FINDINGS, Chiron does a wheelie on his hooves to look at something else:

Her shoulder was clearly wounded but as for the jacket, did it have matching rip marks in the back?]

[retellers]

[ Three rips! Yep. ]

[antaressnipe]

[Sorry mods I realized you had said that but a bitch still hasn't had coffee, I AM FLEEING NOW FOR REAL]

[retellers]

[ be free ]