FIRST TRIAL

[umbralant]

Trial I

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The opera house doesn't seem to have gotten any changes. There are no lights on the windows, the lobby is dark. Only when everyone is gathered there something does happen: Rembrandt appears, opening the main stage doors, the large and heavy doors creaking when they open.

Rembrandt herds everything together, guiding them down the halls of the seating area. You better not stray from the hallway -- there's a very palpable sensation that something's deeply wrong about this place. You may perhaps see the form of something moving, blending with the darkness. Wait...it's several forms. A few pairs of intensely blue eyes, eyes that so far only Ango may have seen before, gaze at everybody. You really shouldn't try to approach. At least they don't try to come closer, cowed by Rembrandt's presence.

The main stage is the objective here. It's lit rather brightly, with the spotlights the Lady had used for her introduction a few days ago, illuminating the stage. In what's a rather ominous touch, the backdrop depicts hellfire. There aren't any props around, other than a few seats that seem to be spares for seats in one of the minor auditoriums, not even enough seats for everyone. Rembrandt blends into the darkness.

"Welcome!"

That's the Lady's voice, coming from high up. Looking up, you'll find a balcony to a side, large and with two seats. There's the Lady, wearing her dress, visible even in the darkness. She's standing up right now and leaning on the railing, shouting at them.

"Let's try to make this short and sweet. We figured it'd be fun if you all got to discuss who killed dear annoying Elliot. Give us a name, and we'll execute that person. Nice and simple, don't you think?"

"So, culprit who saved so many people from us...now you have to struggle for your own life. Oh, we never told you about this before? Don't feel bad, there's a lot we don't tell you all about. She sits down, adjusting her dress.

"I'm not going to pretend I care about you all catching the right person. Just give us a name and let the culprit go free, for all I care. Get started, we don't have all day to do this! You only have seven hours! Get moving!"

Here you are, all the actors in this impromptu play about justice, and the audience is...well there certainly is an audience larger than you were expecting. Everyone will hear the noises of those things moving around in the seating area, from time to time directing their eyes at the group, but they still make no attempt to approach. Looks like the audience that really matters is up there, in the balcony.

Let the trial for the death of Elliot Schafer begin.

[OOC NOTE: From the halfway point of the trial and onwards, you'll have the option to ask the masterminds for the chance to get a hint! Be warned, though: the price will involve some body horror for your character. Keep that in mind when deciding to use this option!]

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[deadlygoals]

[ is this a trap. ]

Maybe we should do a check first before I answer that.

[raventhaw]

[ :|a !! ]

Perhaps. Using my foot as a measure, I'm assuming.

[deadlygoals]

That would be great! Thanks for volunteering.

[ Time to do a shoe/foot check. ]

[ordealia]

[No issues with being checked. Also, very small ladies' foot, as would be expected.]

[umbralant]

[What a dainty foot! And one that's far too dainty to look close to Raven's size.]

[wishuponazoi]

[Sirius extends a bare foot. It was his idea in the first place, after all.]

[umbralant]

[Good effort, and this foot is definitely larger than Raven's by a fair amount.]

[inordertobelieve]

[ He'll let himself be checked without complain. Larger men's feet here. ]

[umbralant]

[Large feetsies mean they're not really close in size at all.]

[p_q]

[Wall-leaning helpfully, obviously. Either eyeball it or get off your ass, loser.]

[twoasone]

You can't be serious...

[ Great, he has to stick his foot out to prove his innocence. ]

[promittere]

[No objections, let's get this over with.]

[reanbeans]

[ Go nuts! ]

[pr159]

[ Here you go. ]

[baitless]

...it may also be worth checking for mud on people’s feet, as well.

[he’ll start removing his boots for the sake of comparison, even though his shoe size is probably too big!]

[notbymyside]

[Just wordlessly offers up his foot for checking.]

[tokihanate]

[ Here you go! ]

[bawcock]

This... might actually be the most ridiculous thing I've ever done. But what the heck, not like I have any better ideas.

[ Complying just like everyone else. ]

Just be sure we don't miss anyone. [ In other words, someone plz check Dazai too. ]

[noellemadic]

This is...kind of awkward...

[Something about this makes her feel weird, but she cooperates anyway]

[puperoni]

[ Bounds on over and offers up his foot. ]

[galrarm]

[ No issues here! Also not a match, as his feet are larger men's feet. ]

[ortion]

[This is so gross and awkward, but Dist doesn't put up too much of a fuss to have his shoes checked. They're clear of mud and are a bit smaller than the average male size.]

[apothecares]

[Alfyn will stick his foot out helpfully, but more than likely too big]

[deadlygoals]

[ Raven is checking Dazai's feet out, and Dazai has Raven's foot as a comparison. (Lucky Raven's Foot?).

He also has a pretty good memory and observation skills. He will be comparing the prints he remembers, with people feet size he can deduce from watching them walk or seeing them around. Is there anyone who hasn't volunteered their feet that he can reasonably match/compare the print to? ]

Results

[deadlygoals]

[ While wearing Ango's glasses still: ]

For possible matches, it looks like Ulquiorra, Shin, myself, Hyoubu, Erik, Dist, and Yuzuru.

[ Sorry Raven... if it helps, your feet aren't that big? Compared to the clown feet people here? ]