[ WEEK FIVE – 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

[uraniumnumnum]

[ okay now hold on diddly-darn second here. ]

Well? He was one of the killers you were looking for, wasn't he? What, exactly, do you think the point of these trials is? The same exact thing would happen if you put him on trial.

[bittybat]

I've never looked for a killer. I'm looking for a way to end this game. I'm not a sheep like the rest of you, worrying about voting and bodies and evidence and murder.

I don't participate in these trials because killing under the guise of "justice" makes you a murderer like the rest! No one here has any right to vote for the death of someone else!

[ceded]

[ Once she's steady enough to not either barf or fall over, Xion will break away from Milla, picking up her crutches and trying to make sense of the chaos. In the end, she finds Damian. She won't touch him, but she watches him with concern. ]

Damian...

[uraniumnumnum]

"Worrying" and "participating" are strong words to use for my actions in this room, don't you think?

[ but he actually agrees with Damian, at least as far as motives go - this game is stupid and he doesn't care. ]

[impulsiveness]

[Why is he legally related to Damian Wayne. What the fuck.

What if he just. Clamps his gross, corpse juice covered hands over Damian's mouth. Stares into the abyss. Stop trying to make enemies, etc etc etc........]

[bittybat]

[Look, shUT UP, YOU GIANT TIN MAN. He opens his mouth and gets it full of gross Jason "i touched dead bodies" Todd fingers.

So Jason gets a swift slam of the elbow in the solar plexus. DO NOT TOUCH. But he thankfully doesn't follow up, just kind of... glares at Xion, Ash, and Jason before promptly stalking off.]