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Third Trial
THIRD TRIAL
Saturday, Week 3
UNCOVER THE GUILTY PARTY
No one can resist the tug that urges them forward and into the Great Hall. There's no point in lingering within the safe confines of your bed or loitering in the castle halls. Neither will shield you from these tedious trials nor will they keep you from witnessing the ghastly scenes that follow. Most of you have reluctantly accepted this as your reality. Right now, it probably feels like there's no stopping the course you're on. All you can do is hold on tight and wait for Sunday to come. If you can just get through this trial, surely next week won't end in disappointment and tragedy.
It's only when all twenty-two of you are present that the doors in the Great Hall fly open, allowing everyone to enter into the trial room. The only surprise here it is if anyone's still shocked by the display.
As soon as you enter, it's easy to see that the only difference from last week is there are less of you to fill the seats around the table. Likely because of how spacious the room is, with so many of your number missing it's starting to feel a little lonely. With a quick glance, you can see the profiles still lining the walls. Their presence serves as a grim reminder of those whose lives have been lost, just in case the absence of their voices wasn't enough.
When everyone settles into their respective seats, The Sage's cold voice seeps in through their pendants.
"It is time, my warriors, to meet the challenge head on. Thus far, your quick wit and perseverance have prevented these trials from meeting an unrighteous end. As you come upon your third tribunal, I can only ponder if this trend will continue.
May you be blessed with only the best of fortune. You will need it."
As soon as the Sage finishes speaking, five images flicker into sight as if brought to life by a projector. Seeing how there's no such device present, it may not be a stretch to consider magic is at work here.
Soldier on, Warriors.
No one can resist the tug that urges them forward and into the Great Hall. There's no point in lingering within the safe confines of your bed or loitering in the castle halls. Neither will shield you from these tedious trials nor will they keep you from witnessing the ghastly scenes that follow. Most of you have reluctantly accepted this as your reality. Right now, it probably feels like there's no stopping the course you're on. All you can do is hold on tight and wait for Sunday to come. If you can just get through this trial, surely next week won't end in disappointment and tragedy.
It's only when all twenty-two of you are present that the doors in the Great Hall fly open, allowing everyone to enter into the trial room. The only surprise here it is if anyone's still shocked by the display.
As soon as you enter, it's easy to see that the only difference from last week is there are less of you to fill the seats around the table. Likely because of how spacious the room is, with so many of your number missing it's starting to feel a little lonely. With a quick glance, you can see the profiles still lining the walls. Their presence serves as a grim reminder of those whose lives have been lost, just in case the absence of their voices wasn't enough.
When everyone settles into their respective seats, The Sage's cold voice seeps in through their pendants.
"It is time, my warriors, to meet the challenge head on. Thus far, your quick wit and perseverance have prevented these trials from meeting an unrighteous end. As you come upon your third tribunal, I can only ponder if this trend will continue.
May you be blessed with only the best of fortune. You will need it."
As soon as the Sage finishes speaking, five images flicker into sight as if brought to life by a projector. Seeing how there's no such device present, it may not be a stretch to consider magic is at work here.
Soldier on, Warriors.
22 REMAIN
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[ He, too, is tired of being told to shut up because a suspect has hurt feelings. ]
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Different tactics for different suspects. This way isn't working, it's only making him clam up instead. We need to try something else.
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It's dumb as shit, is what I'm sayin', and I'm fuckin' tired of it. In the yakuza, we woulds solved this problem in minutes!
If I gotta put a knife ta somebody's throat ta get 'im ta confess, I'll do it. [ He says this like it's nbd... ] Maybe not this case, since we're already fuckin' tired of each other, but next time? I just might.
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Ah, Nishitani...
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... but since it's Majima, he'll shut up and try to cool off. Holding everyone hostage can wait till next time maybe? ]
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i know it's frustrating just try and relax
we can go fight later ]
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:)
yeah, he just drew a smiley face ]
cw; im sorry if youre a flatviewer gomen
i can think of some other ways to get over it, too.
a girl is dead and then there's these two
ooh majima now yer talking ]
im sorry god
we can go to the bathhouse again? ]
just casually planning a date at a murder trial nbd
i'll meet ya there
see, Majima is doing a public service here. Without him, we'd have a very angry murderer on our hands. ]
:)))
♥ ♥ ♥ ]
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Why, by now I'm sure there's plenty of people who are already convinced they know who did it and who they're planning to vote for. If you're trying to force a vote, you need to find a way to convince the others to vote immediately. If you're trying to get votes for Georik-san specifically, you still need to make the others believe he's the one who did it. But if he clams up on you, that's not going to get any of us anywhere.
Unfortunately, that's the way the Sage-san and Teishu-san enforce their justice here.
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's just... waitin' around is soooo annoyin'! [ Nishitani. You are a child. A spoiled child. ] I'm fuckin' bored already.
[ He is maybe going to lie down here, beside Majima, leaning on his shoulder. ]
Wake me up when this shit is over.
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Do you have a favorite food? Maybe we can prepare it for breakfast on Monday.
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[Hiyono are you volunteering him--
Oh like he wouldn't do it anyway.]
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You mean you wouldn't?
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[ Kids and your endless energy... ]
Ah? Ya think so? Takoyaki's my favorite, but I'm a real fan of okonomiyaki too! Dunno if we got tonkotsu sauce or the right kinda flour 'round here, though.
[ Mmm... food... that is certainly a welcome change of subject. ]
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The kitchen is actually really well-stocked. we [by this we mean Ayumu] will see what we can do!
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[ Something he actually knows how to make thanks to self-make restaurants, god bless... ]
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[A pause, before he shrugs.]
I can make sauces from scratch, too.
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[ Also I meant tonkatsu sauce earlier? But whatever. English. ]
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[ Damn, kid, please make some okonomiyaki please. ]
Most I can make is fuckin' rice. Only reason I know how ta make okonomiyaki is cause most places have ya make it yerself.