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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Comments

[retellers]

[ On the larger side. ]

[discernments]

[ What angle are these claw marks in? Do they look like a swipe or like they're gouged?

Also, she will check his neck, face, and hair/scalp next. ]

[retellers]

[ I'm gonna be honest, Ara, the fact that they're healing is your tip-off that they're old so I have no answers to any of these questions.

There looks to be a print of some kind on his neck. Which is also broken. ]

[discernments]

[ i told you i'm dumb never expect me to be smart but thank you

Jeanne shuts her eyes for a brief moment before she opens them again, takes a small breath. Okay.

A print? What kind of print? Like a hand print? Or like a foot print? If he was a snake when he died. ]

[retellers]

[ It doesn't quite look like either. It's roundish? It's not bullet-shaped, before you asked. ]

[discernments]

[ Roundish but not bullet-shaped. About how big is it? Bigger than a coin? ]

[retellers]

[ Actually, thinking about it some more, it's more oval-ish. But it's much bigger than a coin, yes. ]

[discernments]

[ If she holds her hand next to it for size comparisons, can she get a rough estimate? ]

[retellers]

[ Uhhhhhh

Maybe around the size of her hand? Take this with a grain of salt. ]

[discernments]

[ OKAY

If she flips him very carefully and checks his entire backside from head to toe, will it reveal anything like who killed him or why his sword was embedded in a tiger plush? ]

[retellers]

[ No. ]

[discernments]

[ inventory check.... does he have anything on his person

did that transfer from person to snake back to person? ]

[retellers]

[ He has:

- Two photographs.
- A bottle of painkillers.
- PHS
- Dragon Scale
- Bow and arrows.
- Kitchen knife. ]

[discernments]

[ Jeanne can't think of anything more to check, so she will redo everything she undid. His bandages, dressing him, and turning him back so he's laying in a respectable position. She pulls a sheet over him, and it's here where she finally reads his note to her.

It's here where she finally allows herself to break just a little, falter just a little more. She sinks to the floor and covers her face with the note so no one can see the expression she makes because she doesn't even know what kind of face she's making. ]

If anyone should have persisted to the end, it should have been you. Why is this the one time you aren't—

[ She cuts herself off, and she rises because she has to move forward.

Because she is now simply one and because even if she is hurting a lot, she will be alright even without asking, even without someone telling her she will be.

It will be okay.

Even though she never knew what she lost until she did. ]

[axecessory]

[ okay sorry mods, here's a shot in the dark question. does the print kind of match the weird, non-horse print drawing? ]

[retellers]

[ Yes. ]

[axecessory]

[ hm. ]