[ WEEK FOUR – 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

[feminitis]

[s h u d d e r s]

I really hope that's not the case, but you may be right...! Ugh, I hope there's no one like that among us...

[Mostly because the number of outwardly creepy people is rapidly dwindling and if it turns out whoever it is is a good actor that presents a whole new set of problems...]

[impulsiveness]

With our luck, there is.
Don't forget we have a cat killer on the loose, too. Talk about disturbing.

[GOOD THING THEY HAVE ASH TO FALL BACK ON................ Maybe. God help them all.

[feminitis]

...we've got all kinds of maniacs around here, huh.

[SIIIIIIGHS]

[insincerely]

[Assuming Xion read the note out loud, etc.]

You know, maybe you guys should try asking Mr. Sheriff about the cat killer.

[impulsiveness]

[Assuming Xion is reading etc etc]

Already asked about the entrails. It's your turn to ask something gross.

[Since he can't bully him into corpse duty anymore, okay.]

[insincerely]

... Okay, I was trying to be helpful and give you a hint. Someone who already asked Mr. Sheriff told me who the cat killer was, so I know.

[impulsiveness]

Pretty sure you're not the only one.
But if you think it's relevant, bring it up. I'm waiting to know if our cat killer graduated to the next level first.

[insincerely]

You say—write that—like I haven't asked plenty of questions before. How about someone who doesn't already know ask Mr. Sheriff, then?