on the third day of christmas my true love gave to me a trial to see whodunit

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WHO KILLED CHRISTMAS?

Four hours pass. Thug Dangerzone and Brasco move all the tables together (with no help from Starshine) and the "trial room" such that it is, is set. One long table with plenty of standing room if you aren't feeling like getting buddy buddy with your new best friends. No one seems to have wanted to move the body, so right next to the long table is Kido, sort of covered with the tablecloth. (Was it made to be a reminder, of what you've lost? Or are they just lazy?)

On each spot at the table is a sandwich and apple cider, and that basket sits ominously in the middle of the table as a gruesome centerpiece reminder. Next to the food is a pen and a small notebook, like the kind they use on police procedural.

After everyone is seated, or at least standing awkwardly around, Starshine goes to stand at the head of the table and claps her hands to get everyone's attention. "Hello everyone. I hope you used your four hours wisely!" She sets a piece of paper on the table, with a variety of names. "Here's your suspect list. We were doing a little digging while you guys were busy poking around, so we've determined it's one of these idiots. Please discuss among yourself who did it. When you're ready, write their name on the paper and hand it to one of us and we'll count. When a majority of you have all written the same name, we'll stop. Or, uh, I guess if you waste enough of our time."

She looks from Brasco to Thug Dangerzone and then back to the table and the gathered masses. She waves her hand in a sweeping gesture in front of everyone, "Let the Hunger Games begin!"

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Comments

[snackhabit]

It is. Especially with that one rule, well, rules about murder. Everyone should have had their guard up.

[viperess]

So either the victim was foolish, or they were with a person they felt safe around. Either someone they knew, or maybe someone they felt less intimidated around.

[snackhabit]

Perhaps that was it.

[codeofmisconduct]

I would ask that you not mock the dead.

[Of all the things, that's the first he's upset about.]

And for that reason, I assume, is why my name is among those offered as suspect.

[viperess]

...My apologies. [ it wasn't her intent, but she can recognize her callousness. ] If it were to be you, it would mean you either planted the red hair or had an accomplice. Both would be difficult.

[ is that... more sensitive? ]

[codeofmisconduct]

[He can understand, but he appreciates her effort.]

Correct. And from a logical standpoint if I were to collect red hair to plant, my roommate would be the obvious choice, hard enough as that would be. Yet her's does not match.