Trial 2

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WHO KILLED CHRISTMAS?

Four hours pass yet again. Thug Dangerzone and Brasco move all the tables together (with no help from Starshine), and once again the dining room becomes a makeshift trial center. Poor Diana's body is carefully laid out on one of the tables. She's covered by a sheet, because frankly her corpse looks a little nauseating, but she's there if anyone needs to look at her.

On each spot at the table is a some cookies and apple cider, and that basket sits remains cheery and present at the center of the tavle. 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, Brasco stands up on a chair. "I gotta say, I'm pretty disappointed in you all," he says, and you get the sense he honestly means it. "This is way, way more murders than we wanted here! By a significant margin! But at least justice can be served a little. Me and Princess and Thug were looking around some after you guys finished, and we narrowed it down to five different suspects. So figure it out! You've got all day. Go vote when you're sure, and remember: this isn't a joke. Make sure you get it right. When we've got a majority vote, or when it gets too late, we'll decide.

Ready? Start!"

 

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Comments

[theothermrgray]

Agreed.

[thedifferencebetween]

It's not even that hard! Just lock us all in one room for a couple of days! Or...let us lock our rooms. Or set up a friggin buddy system!

It really sounds like you want rampant murder. Like when a fat guy's all 'ooooh, nooooo, I can't have cake, cake is so bad for me, please don't bring me any cake....' but he really means 'fuck you, I want all the cake'.

[secretingredients]

You want us all to lock you guys in your own rooms? Like prisoners? You know, we're not the bad guys just because you guys don't have the common decency not to kill people.

[thedifferencebetween]

Or in the big main room, so everybody has eyes on everybody else. But if you really don't want this to happen, that's what you gotta do. It's called tough love. Protecting people and doing what's best for them isn't always the nice and fun thing to do.

But it's weird. How murder was in the rules, drawing attention to it. And huh, look at that, a shit ton of random murders! Random secret murders that seem to only take place at night. In a house you guys know inside and out and we're still getting the lay of. Now, either half of us are the kind of weird sociopath who takes great pains not to get caught and are experts at memorizing building layouts and household traffic patterns, or something's making this happen and helping.

[thatdarkmage]

Oh, and that mysterious note that they probably left out too! Can't forget that either.

[ Not that he cares about people killing each other but stirring shit is fun too. ]

[thedifferencebetween]

Right?

Look, if this is some bloodsport deathgame, okay, fine. That's like the most popular form of entertainment where I come from. But we don't dress it up in holiday Big Brother house bullshit! We just toss a bunch of volunteers and prisoners and crap into a ring and give them weapons and let them go nuts on each other.

[thatdarkmage]

Yep, might as well make it clear instead of cloaking it all. That's just silly!

[ He smiles and then gives a shrug. ]

But if they want to play smoke and mirrors I doubt they'll answer, and only hide away instead~