[ WEEK THREE – 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

[impulsiveness]

... What if the stocks unlock automatically once the person in them is dead? No need to slip through the holes if they're already budging.

[Though the imagery is still disturbing.]

[feminitis]

[She hates to say it, but...]

That would... Make sense. If the stocks are meant to keep someone restrained, there's no reason to keep doing so once they're... No longer able to move.

[impulsiveness]

Yeah...

[God, this is distressing.]

Makes it easier to move the body, too. Fits the theme of the game.

[insincerely]

[SORRY DUDE I KNOW YOU REALLY WANTED TO ASK]

[hydrokinetics]

...I can't ask him that. [He should go ask the Sheriff, but he sure doesn't want to.] That would make sense why we couldn't find any other way to unlock them though. Remind me how you were moved from them into the jail cell again?

[insincerely]

I'll ask.

[hydrokinetics]

...thanks.

[insincerely]

[And the answer is:]

Yeah, they'd unlock. They wouldn't automatically release the person, but...

[hydrokinetics]

But if the coyotes were strong enough they could pull someone free. [Gods. Gods!!!] And that's why she was under the porch with them.

[Fuck this game!!!] Whoever killed her definitely went up on top of the porch after they set the stocks on fire. I still think they're our camera thief.

[impulsiveness]

The Sheriff took me out. [Basically.] It's the same deal as with the cell doors, back during the first week.

[He was the one who let Ao and Tiara out, after all.]

[hydrokinetics]

So it's either the Sheriff, or another mechanism, possibly. It's good to know he'll at least override something to save someone. [He might be bitter, but it's not at Jason at least.]