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!"

 

19 GUESTS REMAIN

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Comments

[transparentanswer]

[When Kantera does, Shintaro disrobes and guess what? His torso is free of wounds and scratches as are his arms. However, his hands, which he didn't need to disrobe to be visible show signs of cuts and bruises on his knuckles as well as a burn mark on the side of his right palm.]

No one touched me.

[happydreamed]

[Sorry, briefly distracted from the murder thing.]

Young one, when did you acquire this burn?

[transparentanswer]

[Clenches his fist nervously!]

...After we found the body. I burned it trying to fish something out of the fireplace.

[happydreamed]

I see. Please allow me to treat it properly when we have finished here, and be more careful in the future.

[concern...]

[transparentanswer]

It didn't seem like the right time.

[Sigh...]

Do I need to take off my pants, too?

[happydreamed]

Would you rather take them off now, or do so later if it becomes clear that further examination is necessary?

[transparentanswer]

Wouldn't be the first time.

[He'll slowly unbutton his pants and take them off, revealing his pale and weak legs. Legs that are injury free!]

It's for Diana, so...

[happydreamed]

I'm sure she would be grateful to you.