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

[jinglehellmods]

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!"

23 GUESTS REMAIN

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[happydreamed]

I would very much appreciate it if you explained.

[trettende]

[ You would question a man when he's half-naked??? ]

I took this knife last night. For self-defense.

[ Being cautious never felt so bad. ]

With this many strangers and all that talk of murder, I thought it'd be safer to arm myself, you know?

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[happydreamed]

[ABSOLUTELY]

I see. I can understand the feeling.

[However, he's still going to pick up that knife and examine it for anything on it. More hair fibers? Clothing fibers? Tiny flakes of blood?]

[jinglehellmods]

[ There's nothing on this knife. Nothing but Hans' last dreams of credulity, anyway. ]

[happydreamed]

[Sigh.]

This knife is clean. Without further evidence, I would be willing to believe that you are merely paranoid and not a murderer.

But you will still have to take off the rest of your clothes.

[trettende]

See! I was only trying to keep myself safe!

[ He grumbles, but he does strip. Quickly this time, since everyone is staring at him now...

Yes, he is clean. ]

[happydreamed]

There we are. You're free to redress.

...And I think I shall return this to the knife block once we have finished here.

[trettende]

Do you really want me to die that badly?

[ He's leveling him the biggest stare rn. ]

Now that everyone knows I'm armed, I'm as good as dead.

[snackhabit]

I think it would be a good deterrent, personally. At least everyone will leave you alone.

[happydreamed]

I believe it is a suitable punishment for derailing the investigation over an actual murder because you cannot simply admit to a piece of evidence being related to your paranoia and not to the case.

[trettende]

It's not like I did it on purpose! If I'd known everyone carrying a knife was going to be suspect of a murder, I would have left it in my room.

[happydreamed]

And still not told us where the third knife was, causing us to debate over the missing knife endlessly. Yes, I think returning your knife to its proper location is deserved.

[trettende]

[ But his precious knife.... ]

Fine, very well. Take the damn thing. It's not like it'll be much use to me now that everyone thinks I'm some horrible person.

[happydreamed]

Glad to have your cooperation.

[commemoration]

I do not think that you are a horrible person?

[transparentanswer]

Are you kidding me?! You can't...you can't hide shit like that!

[HE LOOKS LIKE HES ABOUT TO SHOVE YOU BUT DOESNT]

[trettende]

Well, it doesn't really work to keep me safe if I tell everyone about it, does it?

[ Kind of puts a huge target on your head, dude. ]

[transparentanswer]

Did you have that in our room!?

[trettende]

Obviously. It was under my pillow.

[ Hi, congrats, your roommate is a jerk. ]

[transparentanswer]

Tell me something...If someone found that in our room, what would you have done?

You wouldn't have tried implicating me...right?

[trettende]

Now... why would you think I would do something like that?

[ Y E S, HE WOULD ]

[transparentanswer]

You were willing to hide a knife during a murder investigation.

You're my roommate. I want to be able to trust you, a little bit, at least.

This is how people get killed!

[trettende]

There wasn't a good time to bring it up! You all would have suspected me no matter what I said!

[ Roommate fight! ]

Would you have slept better knowing I was carrying a knife with me? Do you want me to give you one next time, too?

[transparentanswer]

You could've told me! [SHOVES HIM]

If you felt like you needed a knife for protection, we could've discussed it! I wouldn't suspect you if you had just been open about it, Hans!

[trettende]

[ omg did u just shove a PRINCE?? he shoves back because he's a big baby. ]

I just met you! As much as I would like to think you wouldn't kill me in my sleep, I can't know that for sure!