FIRST TRIAL

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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]

[ 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? ]

[inordertobelieve]

If all of you could elaborate where you were last night, then.

[ortion]

[The results seem to immediately put Dist on edge. He really doesn't like the attention being on him.

...well. Only in this case. Otherwise yes, please give him attention.]

Nowhere near the clock tower, that much I can confirm. I've had more than enough trudging around in the rain after Monday, thank you very much.

I was in my room until this morning.

[He should've settled with that, but he can't help but run his mouth further.]

Let's make this clear straight away: I had absolutely nothing to do with this!

[puperoni]

Is that why you're yelling?

[ortion]

I-I am not yelling!

[He's totally yelling.]

[puperoni]

THEN I'M NOT YELLING TOO!

[ This is fine. ]

[drydrown]

[Oh my god.]

Even if you were yelling, I'd imagine it's natural to do so when faced with something you didn't do.

[bawcock]

You mean like an alibi? [ A sigh before he rubs the back of his head. ]

Sorry, I don't really have one. I was by myself all night.

[tokihanate]

I was doing what I've been doing. [ Motions with his hand as if he were writing/drawing. ]

[bawcock]

Wait, is that supposed to mean you were drawing?

[ This seems like a terrible alibi, just sayin'. ] You do realize somebody found markings in the clock tower, right?

[tokihanate]

Oh yes. Do you want to check it against what I've been drawing? But one can also change styles too.

[deadlygoals]

I was setting up a trap in Ango's room. We both stayed in his room reading the rest of the night.

[twoasone]

Why on earth would you set up a trap in Ango's room?

[notbymyside]

The trap was to keep other people out.

[twoasone]

... That makes sense, actually.

[deadlygoals]

[ Gestures at what Ango said. ]

It also made it difficult for either of us to leave without the other noticing.

[inordertobelieve]

[ To Ango: ] Do you corroborate this statement?

[notbymyside]

Yes. After he thoroughly trapped the door to make sure nobody could break in, we stayed there for the rest of the night.

[p_q]

I was in the farther reaches of the city.

[Extremely blandly, like he's indulging y'all with this. Which he probably is, let's be real here. Why.]

How do you propose to verify all of this?

[galrarm]

That's also my concern.

[ While he doesn't particularly feel comfortable with this entire thing, the fact still remains that someone did this.... and it'll be difficult to discern who's lying and who's being honest. ]

[inordertobelieve]

Unfortunately, we can't. This is mainly to weed out those who were with somebody else who can vouch for them. Though the other person may lie, it's at least some measure of security.

[twoasone]

[ Oh, wonderful. He's a suspect. ]

I was in my room, minding my own business.

[ He woke up a little late the next morning... ]

[noellemadic]

I have no way to prove it but I was in my room. Just...staying there. Sleeping.

[She shakes her head]

This would all be much easier if we had a way of proving the alibis, but without proof we'd be relying on mere words. This is futile.

[inordertobelieve]

[ A sigh. ]

If more people had been outside their rooms or with others, it would be a little more helpful. Unfortunately, most of us had the good sense to go to bed.

[soumettre]

I was in my room. I don't see much point in poking around at night and making myself look suspicious. I wake up early as well. Servant habits.