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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.
EXECUTION: Poison (Arrow)
And do not worry, Mr. Brain. You will not cause her undue suffering.
I have something perfect in mind for you to use.
[Anya and Brain are immediately schlllllorpedinto the floor as the podium consoles close up. Five seconds later, the curtains on the stage begin to open, and...the backdrop is...terrifying. There are bloody roots and branches all over the back, and on the floor, and in the center of the back is...something moving within the vines. Something lithe, something blood red. Something with glowing red eyes, watching as Anya and Brain both pop back up on stage, covered in blood; whatever drips off of them sinks into the wooden planks, absorbed into them fully.
Anya is shaking. Of course-she is terrified as roots start to tangle up in front of Brain, transforming into a table. Then, with a little schlllorp, a teacup pops up onto the tabletop. Brain's eyes widen as he looks into the cup, but only for a moment. Wordlessly he passes it to Anya, who shakily accepts it, staring at the liquid inside the cup. Her shoulders sag after a moment, and she finally begins to drink it, gagging on whatever the taste is. She takes another sip. Then another.
One of the white animals tries to rush the stage. They get three steps before there is a flash like lightning, leaving little more than a pile of ash.She doesn't finish the whole cup. It doesn't take long for whatever is in there to start taking effect. Anya starts to sag further, her limbs shaking as the cup drops from her hands. Her eyes roll up to the back of her head as she falls sideways, a puddle of drool coming from her mouth as her body rapidly shuts down from the inside. It's more than clear at that point that she's unconscious and will not feel anything of her death throes, and as her body starts to finally still, Brain is schlorrrrrrped back off the stage and back at his podium.
After three minutes, a great D O N G reverberates through the ship, and the theater doors swing open. It is done.
You may all leave, now.
Don't look back.]
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[Kaito watches all of this horrific scene, and it strikes a chord with him that makes him tense a bit. Akane can probably feel it, if she's still holding onto him. He'll avert his eyes after that, mumbling quietly...]
Let's go, then.
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But then she remembers the promise she'd made, and the fact that Anya said that Emily could not leave her bones.]
Wait, the body-
[She turns around. And then stares at what she sees, and trembles.]
W-we won't leave you.
[But then she does, anyway, turns and runs, almost tripping as she does.]
1/2
...
[However, the more observant may notice Hermes's gaze shift ever so slightly a couple times before looking back at Anya.]
2/2
...What, that's it?
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[He...looks back.]
cw: body horror
He will see a figure emerge with sickening CRRRRAKS from the foliage, their body contorted inhumanly as they lean over Anya's prone body. Their nails are dug into the girl's prone body, and the blood drips upwards towards the figure. Their mask is similar to Zero's, but the attire is more akin to bandages dripping with blood-bandages that slowly wrap around Anya and transform into roots.
They slowly turn their head with a creaak, bright red eyes staring at Zack. The aura they emanate is undeniable.
Run. Along. Boy.]
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Still, he's uncharacteristically quiet. ]
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But. Once those doors are open, Brain turns, and strides out. Not looking back]
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He stands and watches, because that's the least he can do. He owes that much.
And when it's over, he turns silently to walk away.]
Re: EXECUTION: Poison (Arrow)
Does she see the same thing Zack does? ]
Re: EXECUTION: Poison (Arrow)
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He can only watch so much, though just as Anya picked up the cup?
Roland closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, head bowed. Anyone even remotely close to him will definitely hear him speaking in a low whisper. ]
Eternal rest grant unto her, O Lord, and let perpetual light shine upon her. May she rest in peace. Amen. May almighty God bless us with his peace and strength, the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.
[ Then when the minutes pass and they're allowed to go, he opens his eyes, exhales a deep breath and just strides forwards without looking back. He wouldn't give them that satisfaction. ]
Re: EXECUTION: Poison (Arrow)
[The normal stoic General is staring for seconds as Anya is now dead and turns his head, closing his eyes. Every death on his watch hurts. It hurt seeing many soldiers die for him over time.]
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It is still something that should not have happened.
Moriarty isn't a religious man, not in the slightest - but for a moment, he wishes Anya will find somewhere better to be than here.
Then, he turns around.
He doesn't look back.]
Re: EXECUTION: Poison (Arrow)
Poison, then. As peaceful and painless as it could be. Good enough.
She leaves, initially walking normally but- falters and looks back and freezes because what--]
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