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WEEK TWO: TRIAL
TRIAL | |
▽ FULL NAVIGATION ▽ LOCATIONS ▽ STATUSES ▽ IC PROFILES ▽ IC RULEBOOK ▽ MURDER PROPOSALS ▽ PCS ▽ CURFEW ▽ AUDIENCES ▽ CAMP STORE ▽ REPORTING |
Rise and shine, Camp Gatonina. With yesterday's announcement weighting on your mind, you are left to your own devices for the entirety of the morning. The 7:00 AM bugle call will announce breakfast as usual, and those who still manage to retain an appetite under the current circumstances are free to make their way over to the mess hall in order to grab a bite. It is not until 12:00 PM that something changes. Coming as a surprise to none, given your past experiences, your body will move of its own accord towards the Mess Hall. You are powerless to resist. The Mess Hall doors will lock once everyone is inside, and for some reason — your vision will momentarily blur before everything snaps back into focus. Winter Wizard, Purple Heart and Black Shadows will be seated at a table by the enclosed bulletin board. Their bunnies will be beside them, dressed impeccably. They share a look, visibly uncomfortable, before they rise from their seats. "So it seems one of your own has been killed. Now's the time to work together and find the responsible party." "Nine hours remain to discuss and locate. Still have time." "We'll help you as much as we can from our end, too, so... Good luck." Well, you know the drill by now. Hello, everyone, and welcome to the third trial! We'll go over a few notes briefly as we will be playing this trial a bit differently than other games. While there was a mini-investigation on Friday, today is the day participants can really dive in to investigate areas in the game setting, check over the body and review evidence that they find! Please see the toplevels in this post for more information. To help with the ease of the trial and for IC mechanics, only one location may be visited at a time. One of your NPCs will also be accompanying you on these visits. Most importantly, before the trial is over, please place your character's vote over on the voting page. Voting will close at 9pm EST/6pm PST, and will serve as our activity check for the week, so please be sure you get your vote in before it ends unless you have contacted us previously. Please also be sure to read the voting page carefully. |
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[he is still maybe uncertain that taako really won't hit him after yesterday...]
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. . . Nothing you said was all that good a burn, so I guess not.
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[look, he doesn't know taako well enough for that effect to have prompted any deep cuts, but he is grateful for that! anyway, the scar looks old and the tattoo doesn't seem relevant, so if there aren't other injuries then he's just gonna take a peek at taako's hands and nails.]
Ah, by the way, what is...?
[a nod at the twisted plastic. has this been explained? maybe. did he pay attention then? no.]
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My Olive Garden Unlimited Pasta Pass . . . ? As advertised, the holder of the sacred card can exchange it at participating Olive Garden locations for neverending pasta entrees, drink included, for a limited time.
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[those nails are sad. thank the mansion for having modern beauty supplies.
anyway he's just checking like, the back of his neck under his hair next-]
A... garden of olives, but the olives aren't what one goes there for?
[i hate this]
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[The scar goes all the way around his neck, but nothin' back there either.]
Let me tell you a secret, the pasta ain't that good either.
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[it sounds like a waste??
it seems like he's good there, though, so huaisang steps back around to the front.
and while it definitely occurs to him that knowing nails might mean knowing makeup, there hasn't... been any around here that he knows of... so he decides not to just get a hand up in taako's face.]
Mm, I think that's all that comes to mind to check.
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[please rub a hand in taakos face he will love it
but if nhs is inspecting his face to see if he can discern makeup then it doesn't seem like it - he's got far from perfect skin the closer it's inspected. His pores exist, dark circles from not sleeping that well for about 2 and a half months, which isn't exactly that ethereal elven beauty he brags about. But it's fine. Sometimes your face is just cursed.]
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I believe you're fine, then. Did the doors have pasta behind them?
[he's curious? why else would that work.]
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[feed him olive garden in the eventual future, thank you!]