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

[supremity]

I'll pass on you bleeding all over this corner of the Emporium if that's what's keeping it in.

[ He's not going to force it right now, but if he strips to change his bandages because Alex is tending to what remains of her old men, then he backs that up. ]

We should probably all check our bandages anyways, given that we're halfway through the day. [ The gauze and bandages that can be seen under his eyepatch are looking awfully pink, too, so. He gets it. ]

[arkitect]

It is, yes. I will simply add more layers to it for now, if they are acquired.

[because taking all of this off to change it in the emporium would still be a mess, even if it was replaced with fresh wrapping.]

[supremity]

We can always check the bottom half. [ dryly, so he's probably(?) joking ]

[arkitect]

As I said before, if you would like to insist...

[he shrugs! but also it's kind of a pain to remove anything while he is trying not to actively bleed anywhere, so, up to hua cheng.]

[supremity]

[ There's a shrug back - Emet-Selch isn't causing problems, so he's not trussing him up. ]

You can show us some leg and some arm, but I have enough of my own blood on me. If someone else insists, that's their bloody burden to bear, when you bleed all over them.

[arkitect]

[in the name of cooperation, he will helpfully nudge off his shoes and let hua cheng get a good look at the leggies, if he will help with the pants legs, because yes he wears pants under the more robe-styled layers and the coat. he'll also pull the sleeves back as much as possible. no injuries to be seen around there!]

[supremity]

[ ( snow voice, slapping emet on the leg ) this bad boy can hold so much NOT GETTING INJURED, what the fuck, grandpa

Hua Cheng has one hand, but he's deft with it regardless, and will help fix him back up afterwards. ] You know the routine, anyways - if someone wants to check you closer, I know you'll go with it.

[arkitect]

I will, yes. But the results of it will be their problem.

[what he means is 'their fault'.

also i know how the fuck does it keep working out like this he deserves to be harmed]