trial #2

[judgejudy]

DAY 4 (afternoon) 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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[jackhole]

Not us. Not us. Why should we get in trouble because of luck of the draw? What if that's the whole point? I don't want to be killed just because I'm good at something.

[injectors]

I would rather not be killed because of my skill set either, Rhys. But... [as much as it pains her to say it:] I understand their reasoning. And if they must vote for someone based on skill, I'll make sure it isn't you or Jack.

[jackhole]

[ have a pained look and he looks rather awkward for a moment before reaching out a hand to squeeze her hand in a gesture of a weird sort of comfort. rhys isn't good at this kind of thing. ]

You, er. You shouldn't do that. No, uh. Jack and I are plenty awful without this experiment -- if one of us is going to die, might as well be us. Even if I super, duper, duper don't want any of us to.

[ you're not hyperion is what he's saying. ]

[heroizes]

[ ok but ]

You know, I can dismiss it once or twice, but now you're starting to piss me off. Stop calling me a terrible person, dickhead. That's- We've already been over this! It's future me! Or whatever.

[jackhole]

[ are you seriously pulling that right now. rhys just gives jack a very flat look. ]

Dude, are you gonna say you're a better person than Angel? Is that what you're saying here? Have you met her? She's like, a baby lamb. She just implied she was gonna do something stupid to get us out of the bind, asshole.

[heroizes]

No, I'm not saying that, dumbass. I'm saying I'm not-- Ugh.

[ He just groans out in frustration, then waves his hand vaguely. ]

Nevermind! I'm just calling you a jerk, there. Nice and simple. Christ.

[injectors]

Please. Now isn't the time for this type of argument, Jack. Whatever trouble you have with Rhys, you may discus it later. We can't afford to waste any time.

[Goddamn it, Jack.]

[heroizes]

[ oh what the heck he's getting doubly lectured here!! Jack frowns and crosses his arms defensively, but he's nicer about it to Angel than he is Rhys. ]

...Yeah, yeah, fine. Noted. I'll save my bitching for later, promise.

[injectors]

Thank you.

[He'll get a sigh of relief and a smile in return for not being a total jerk. Feel nice, man.]

[injectors]

[Oh.

Well.

She's a little bit startled by it, but she squeezes his hand back. Why is this happening. God. Help us all.]

I've met some truly monstrous people in my life, Rhys. I'm not certain you and Jack would measure up.

[Ah. The irony. She tries for a smile, however weak it may be.]

... But thank you. All we can do now is wait.

[jackhole]

[ one day you're gonna be like "oh fml" when you remember you said those words, angel. rhys just pulls his hand back and waves it dismissively. ]

Eh. I dunno, I feel like I'd have to challenge you on that scale.

[ but right. wait. he goes a little pale and nods jerkily. ]

Right, that -- the vote. Yeah. Now we wait.

[injectors]

[She sure is going to regret that sentence, but for now, she truly believes it.]

It'll be okay. I promise.