robowest | [ WEEK THREE

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.

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I suppose that's the nature of these trials, isn't it? [ Choosing whether to believe someone or not, that is. Claire believes in him at least! ]

Three yards is pretty good for your age, just think how great you'll be when you're an adult.

[ Maybe Jason will grow up to be a cool gun-wielding vigilante or something! ]

One question though - do we know the precise distance of how this Nui doll got shot?

Thanks, but I'm fine leaving it as is.

[SHARPLY. Gee, what a mysterious reaction. Either way, he shakes his head.]

No. I can tell it was from a distance, but without the rest of her head or an intact crime scene to look at... There's no way to know the precise distance.

So, as long as it's more than 3 yards, you're cleared of suspicion.

[ Jason just seemed so sure that he couldn't make the shot, without knowing the exact distance... ]

I'm gonna assume that's the case at this point.

[It's a sniper rifle, man. Come back in 4 years and ask his adult self.]

So long, yeah.

[That said:]

Was Chane with you on Thursday? I didn't see her at all that night.

[ Headlock time! ]

Jason, do you really wanna know what a married couple on their honeymoon does?

[ because claire looks like he wants to really tell him. ]

[STOP??? To Jason's credit, he doesn't back down.]

Sure do. Were you two getting frisky at midnight?

[ uwah~ ]

Don't say it like that!

[ chane is going to kill them both at this point?? ]

Were you?

[They're both dead. Rest in pieces, morons.]

[ JASON STOP THIS???

Claire loosens his grip on Jason and just looks away bashfully. God, why did he have to say "frisky"!! ]

You don't have to believe me either.

[F...elix............. Jason pulls away, looking uncertain.]

... She said she was in the lobby. Alone.

...to be fair, I don't think most women would want to tell someone your age what they were up to if they were doing that, Mister Jason.

[she's part of the chane fan club

#bias]

She could have just said she was with him. Not what she was doing with him.

[he's

very unsure.]

True, but you could have guessed, since they're married... so admitting she was with him would be tantamount to admitting what she was doing, wouldn't it?