[ WEEK ONE – TRIAL ]

[sheriffexe]

TRIAL

In the morning, the town comes back to life. Birds crow overhead, a snake nearby hisses, a lingering coyote dips behind a shop before disappearing into the wild. It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial. The Sheriff stands on the porch of the Town Hall and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the Hall behind him and very clearly state -- "Trial time, folks. Get in here and figure out who did it." And then he'll turn to leave before pausing and adding on, "Bring a snack or somethin' too. The Town Hall is set up more like a court house, a Judge's bench at the front but instead of at center, it's off to the side as if more for observation than participation. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. A side room containing only a metal gurney is next and today it's obvious why there's a gurney there at all with the corpse, resting right on top of it. Aside from that, there are rows for everyone to take a seat and it's only after everyone is inside and settled, that the doors close and the Sheriff speaks. "Well, have at it. You've got till nine." And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck. Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here. If there are any questions, please shoot a message to this journal or to robowest.

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Comments

[tightly]

[ She's going to write something down and pass it to Milla. Possibly through a convoluted game of "pass the piece of paper". Do you like me y/n? ]

There was some sort of incident on the train tracks near the rail station. I'm not sure what to make of it, but there were blood handprints going in one direction and footprints going in the other.

[thatsthespirit]

[y!! she reads the note and nods at Chane]

What directions were the handprints and footprints leading towards?

[tightly]

[ At first, Chane will try to answer through a complicated series of gestures before simply giving up and writing again... ]

Footprints - Saloon
Handprints - Mines

[thatsthespirit]

[mines??]

Did anyone check the mines?

[feminitis]

[...oh. Whoops. Nope.

She glances at the door.]

I don't suppose there's any way for us to get out now to try and check...?

[thatsthespirit]

[WELP]

No, I don't suppose so. We'll have to deal with our failure to be completely thorough.

[feminitis]

[damn it]

I'll - once we're out of here, I'll go take a look at it.

[Not that it'll do much for this trial, but...]

[thatsthespirit]

I'll go with you. I've admittedly been intrigued by that location since we've arrived.

[the danger, keep out signs make her want to explore okok]

[feminitis]

[i mean, same for her]

Really? I'll be depending on you, then!

[they're gonna die, aren't they]

[tightly]

[ Chane raises her hand! She's curious, so she'll go too. ]

[thatsthespirit]

[THEY MAY DIE, YES]

Excellent. We'all make a search party out of it.

[feminitis]

[DEATH APPROACHES]

Between the three of us, I'm sure we'll be just fine! We can all look out for each other.