trial #2
![]() Complex Population: 32 At noon, the same tone from the morning rings out, and Judy's voice filters out over the intercom. "Good afternoon, residents. As per Safety Protocol 6227-A, it is time to conduct a trial to bring justice for the victim. Please proceed to the courtroom on the first level." Just as at night, if you don't go to the courtroom, you'll be treated to an electric shock of increasing strength until you go to the courtroom or are unconscious. Though considering the ominous penalty for not participating in a trial, you should likely just go rather than risk not voting because you've been knocked out by your own stubbornness... Once you're in the courtroom, you'll find that bottled water and light snacks are provided, but otherwise you'll have to bring anything else you may need. As you come to your conclusions about who to vote for, you can step into the judgement theater to cast your vote at the terminal. You may change your vote as many times as you'd like, but at 7PM, your vote (or lack thereof) is locked in. You have until 7PM to discuss and vote for who you think the murderer is. ic rulebook character statuses character profiles Voting will close at 9PM EST on 10/15. voting |
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...If I have to be honest, I didn't really notice much of anything until I talked with Dojima before the first trial. We were discussing the profiles, and he said I should be a detective, with the skills I have listed under my profile, but...I don't remember ever having that profession or applying to be one. I feel like I should remember, but it escaped me, and still does.
[A pause.] I waved it aside at that moment, but then, at the trial, Diva said something interesting...she said that she had the funny feeling that she remembered someone like Charles, a "knight" of sorts, but she didn't know why. I haven't noticed anyone else experience anything of the like, but I can't help but feel that something's off with me, for sure - I'm certainly not liable to keep blacking out every so often as I have been doing for the last few days.
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[Weird.]
I can remember everything I've done since coming here, but there are some things that are a little... hazy...? When I try to think back on them. I don't know if it's just because it's been awhile, or if they really are doing something to our memories. But whatever they're doing, I think you're getting the worst of it.
...that being the case, you're probably not a staff member. It would be too obvious. If anything, if they are responsible for your blackouts, I think they're trying to make a red herring out of you.
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[What the actual hell? He shudders, his fingers curling at his sides, trying his best to rationalize what he's hearing.]
Is that so? [He shakes his head, frowning.] Alice, what...what did I say when I thought I had fainted? What am I doing when I'm like...whatever I'm like?
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[Alice thinks back, and this morning's outburst is a lot more clear in her mind than the one from a couple of days ago, so she'll go with that.] I'll act it out for you.
[She takes a breath and opens her mouth to speak - then gets cut off by a coughing fit. Once she's over that, though, she makes a face and starts again, contorting her expression into a scowl and jabbing a finger accusingly at Alfendi's chest.]
This bloody-! What the hell did this, who's the little twit that did this?!! I'm going to make them swallow down and choke on some glass if I have anything to say about it-!
[...she got it word for word, too. Impressive.]
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[He kind of looks like one of those little old ladies who clutches their string of pearls at the mention of anything offensive, he looks that shocked.]
That...that can't be! I would never say anything like that-! Y-You must be joking.
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[She doesn't apologize, because it's just the truth.]
The question is, what makes it happen? It happened both times you saw the bodies, but that's not something we can test... [Unless someone wants to volunteer to die right here DAZAI WHERE ARE YOU]
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[He gulps, suddenly looking a little horrified, like he's suddenly just had a shocking realization.]
I had a notebook with me when I came to at that time. And it was filled with the info from the commissary, with my writing, like I had been taking notes...
But...I don't ever remember writing all that stuff down...
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[And then, because he seems sort of worked up by this - ]
It will help you figure out what to avoid if you don't want it to happen again, right?
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[Hopefully, neither of them will be killed off by the end of this trial...]
...I suppose you're right. [He clutches his face, wincing slightly as he accidentally touches his scar.] If I say stuff like that...well, I want to avoid it by any means possible.
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[Alice doesn't seem to think either of them will get voted off? Or at least, she hopes they won't. But even with Alfendi's tendency to snap and be rude, she doesn't actually think he killed Rayfa.]
It's just a matter of figuring out what makes it happen. ♡ It'll be alright.
[Honestly, she wants to figure out what triggers it so she can talk to Rude Alfendi whenever she wants and I'm sorry.]
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Oi, so you finally believe you're the crazy one and not us. Good, that's great. I kinda like the colorful language you've got though.
[Let Alfendi say fuck--]
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[HE ALREADY DID SAY THAT, DICKSON]
I mean, I don't even curse that often? Certainly not like that.
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Then why ignore it? You love your evidence so much, and there it is, right under your nose.
[SMELL THE IMPLICATING ROSES.]
We all heard ya loud and clear, too. You almost put my mouth to shame, I'm impressed.
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[He lets out a slight groan, turning away.]
Do you really need to press this matter more, Dickson?
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[Harumph.]
What, you want us to ignore this? Can't do that, buddy. We'll be keeping an eye on you, in any case.
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It's so interesting. ♡
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[She'll think it, though.]
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