[ 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

[tightly]

[ Wow, I had no idea he was that short, I need to rearrange my mental image --

I MEAN. Something occurs to Chane, she writes. It's a thing. ]

Did anyone find a weapon? [ Hopefully a coyote didn't eat it again? ]

[flippity]

There wasn't anything at the dock or near the bodies. Um, the murderer could have thrown it into the lake, but I doubt we would be able to find it if they did... If they threw it really far out.

[tightly]

[ Shaking her head, as if dismissing Papika's responsibility. ]

It's alright. No one expected you to be so thorough under the circumstances.

[ The disgusting, disgusting circumstances... ]

[flippity]

[ she looks so relieved??? thank you for not faulting them for not searching more?? IT WAS SO GROSS, CHANE. ]

[impulsiveness]

Not that I know of. If someone did, they're staying quiet about it.

[More quiet than the two of them, hah.]

[tightly]

[ Ha. Haha. HA. ]