WEEK SIX: TRIAL

[retellers]

WEEK SIX: TRIAL (22 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: Please go to the Emporium at 12. 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: Wolf, Rabbit, and Fox. Wolf speaks. "Nine hours. You know what to do." ༶•┈┈⛧┈｡o°✥✣ 　　 ✣✥°o｡┈⛧┈┈•༶ Hello, everyone, and welcome to the seventh 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]

[ it's clean. i do not wanna describe bullet to the brain stuff anymore than you do and so moving on we shall

neck, collarbone and shoulders are all fine, and while there's nothing down each arm, her hand is curled rigidly around something. rigor mortis, babyyy. ]

[dianxias]

[ he's gonna. pry her fingers open. i guess. as carefully as he physically can...

if he can do it without breaking any he will, but, if that has to be done, it will be done. :pensive: ]

[retellers]

[ Hilarious finger goes crack. Anyway, it's a few strands of brown hair! Mystewious. ]

[dianxias]

[ brown hair... xie lian will set that aside. brown like hers? or brown like someone else's?

he carefully folds her finger back though. sorry ochako :(

moving on! he will very respectfully remove her cute dress since it looks like she's got a swimsuit on. any torso injuries to be seen? what about a glance down the leggies? ]

[retellers]

[ It's... brown! It's a couple of strands so it's generic brand brown.

There's no torso injuries, though now that her dress is off she's still got those fading bruises from last week and the stab wound on her upper left thigh. That was there last week, you all see each other naked. But there's what seems to be a bullet graze on her left leg as well. ]

[dianxias]

[ cool cool. he sets that aside for later, then. nothing under the nails, right?

let's check her feeties. anything on the soles of her feet to see?

after that, he will very carefully go to turn her over to check her back as well. ]

[retellers]

[ to clarify the bruises are from last week the stab wound isnt i meant. this week. the effect stab. im so good at writing. who is letting me be a mod

anyway, there's nothing under her nails or on her feeties or on her back except for aforementioned bullet wound in the head that probably went through because that's how bullets work ]

[dianxias]

[ it's ok he would've known abt the effect stab anyway before this so we can just pretend that you already knew that.

he'll turn her back over after that and come back to look at the bullet graze. i'll just add before i forget - the bullet graze is horizontal, right, not vertical/shot downwards? where is it, exactly, on her leggy? thigh, knee, calf?

also leave him alone he's only ever seen bullet wounds in this realm ok sometimes you're an ancient china gay. ]

[retellers]

[ I am making fun of myself, googling gun wounds and crying. Anyway it's a little above the knee on the thigh, and it does look horizontal, yes. Aiming a little downward but not like they were shooting above her on a tree. ]

[dianxias]

[ not a particularly tall tree?

kidding.

once he's checked that out, he will carefully maneuver ochako to put her dress back on, and settle her back down against the autopsy table, pulling the sheet up.

...but, before he does all the way, he lifts his other hand to gently close her eyes, and lingers there, taking a deep breath in, and out.

"I think... that heroes forget sometimes, that they aren't the only ones who are affected by their sacrifices."

and then, pulls the sheet back up to go make his report to the others. ]

[retellers]

[ did i ask you to hurt me personally, what the fuck ]

[dianxias]

[ :)

no i'm back now because i fucking forgot because her dress was cute. did ochako have anything in her pockets in her dress? ]

[retellers]

[ no! because she has none pockets ]