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THE FIRST TRIAL
(~SK. 3-4)
[When the investigation wraps up, there is a low, rumbling <D O N G, which vibrates throughout the ship. This is followed by the sound of creaking doors opening on the D Deck-the locked doors at the end of the hall.
Zero's voice speaks through the ship once this happens.]
The Investigation has ended. It is time for the Trial. Please proceed into the theater.
I suggest you be quick about it.
[And when you do...you will find a completely empty theater. There is a higher level, but this is currently blocked off by ropes, as is the stage itself. Anyone who attempts to jump the ropes will find themselves knocked on their butts; it seems there's no choice but to go to the podiums, located in the orchestra area of the theater. Notably, the podiums for bunks 6 and 7 are empty, draped with black crinoline and adorned with a photo of the deceased. And in the center of the podiums is...a birthday cake with some confetti surrounding it, along with some drinks. No indication whose birthday it is, but that's pretty much all you'll see in this otherwise very bare, quiet place.
Unless, of course, you're the Eye. If you're the Eye, you will see every seat filled, if not by a root or vine, then by a...thing with glowing red eyes. One of these...things tries to move towards Anya-and immediately, after suddenly glowing red, thunks over sideways, it's head popping off with an almost comical P O P. The majority of the other...things stare at it before resuming their...whatever they're doing, while one of the things sitting next to it looks over, then towards the stage, then slowly hops off the seat and out the door.
Oh, and he doesn't even get his own podium. Aoi and Makima, good luck to you-Roland's been squeezed in between you, forced to take podium 3. You get to also see what he sees.
Once everyone's in place, A large wide screen....screen schlllorps from the stage, and Zero's face pops in once it turns on.]
Welcome to the Trial. Please, enjoy the refreshments. You will be here until you have either convicted the correct culprit-or, the culprit successfully gets away with it. If you have not familiarized yourself with the guidelines, I suggest you do so now.
All evidence is also available for review on your watches, if need be. Take your time, but...do not delay. Justice must be served.
[Well? No reason to delay. Power is dead. Very dead. And now it is time to figure out who would kill her with explogurt for a cheeseburger-if that's even what happened.
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Don't worry. This is only about finding clues and eliminating possible clues. We have to find who... who did that to Power.
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[Sighing as she walks over.]
How am I supposed to do this?
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Putting the pocket square thing into her mouth, shivering a bit because ew, fabric on her tongue, then offering it to "Violet."
Will she sniff while it's still in her hand, or take it out of her hand?]
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In fact…it’s minty fresh, really.]
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Anya... did you... um.... when did you last brush your teeth?
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... are you sure? Because it... doesn't smell like that's the truth. Your breath is very, very minty, Anya. That smell fades overnight.
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[Immediately pulling away and taking a step back.]
M-maybe it just stuck a while, I don't know!
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Right?
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[And that's all she's getting for an immediate answer.]
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Please. If we don't find out, we all die.
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It did seem odd that you were more disturbed by this than lifting up your clothes.
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[Meanwhile, her wanting fresh breath is apparently getting her murder accusations!]
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Your torso was also supposed to be checked.
Not to mention you have stated that you did not have time to brush your teeth this morning, and yet your mouth apparently smells of toothpaste.
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[Rolling up her shirt until you can see the underside of her bra - no injuries.]
You happy, creep?!
And I said, I like to be thorough! It just stuck a bit!
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