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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[baitless]

If you kill someone from behind, it will not leave much of a mark on their face.

[he says that with a distressing amount of certainty.

...hMMMMMM]

I really am wondering if someone struck Elliot from behind and it knocked him off the tower, really. I feel as though that would account for the setup we see here.

[raventhaw]

Sure, but I'm more concerned with the lack of distortion from the fall itself. I'd imagine that if he landed that hard, there would've been some broken bones in his face.

...Unless he landed directly on that spot on his head.

[noellemadic]

If he landed on the back of his head then when he was up in the towerhe would be...with his back against the railing up there?

[pr159]

To be clear, the wound was on the top of his head, not on the back. If anything it was slightly closer to the front.

[baitless]

...I am having difficulty working this out in my head. It might be easier with a visual aid.

[pr159]

[ sighs and turns to wherever Shin is right now ]

Bring that sketchbook over here, will you?

[baitless]

...actually, more than anything, this is making me wish I hadn't gotten rid of that horrible little doll, really. It'd be useful in figuring out possible trajectories.

[twoasone]

Doll?

Wait, you don't mean the doll that got lobbed at my head, do you?

[baitless]

...oh, did I hit you? Forgive me for that.

[he went back to reading so he wasn't really sure......]

[twoasone]

It's fine, I didn't think much of it after I threw it out.

[bawcock]

Neither did anybody else, apparently. Somebody threw the thing so hard it nearly knocked me down!

[ It did, in fact, knock him down. Let him pretend to have some dignity!! ]

[pr159]

That was yours?

[baitless]

Oh, no. It simply landed on my book, so I tried to throw it away, but I may have thrown it a bit too hard... got caught up in the moment, you know.

[pr159]

Well, I can't say I blame you.

[p_q]

You'll do no such thing.

[It is so stupid that this is like the one reply this entire trial where he isn't deadeyeing or being annoyed. He just sounds threatening now. Good job.]

[baitless]

...oh, that was yours, then. My apologies.

Granted, if it's still intact, it should not be damaged by anything I would plan to do with it here.

[pr159]

[ quiet snort of laughter at that thing belonging to ulquiorra ]

[p_q]

[IGNORES!!! It's not even his but he's claiming it!!]

[p_q]

It shouldn't be damaged or disrespected. That's all.

[God he probably has it in his pocket or something.]

[moonfang]

Awww, you attached to tiny little Aizen-chan?

[p_q]

I don't know the origin of this doll, but it's suspicious. It shouldn't be handled by those people.

[The fact that it's a Szayelaporro-style doll is unsettling in its own way, honestly, even if it's doubtful that Octava ever used his powers anywhere near Aizen. Either way, this is stupid, enjoy...?]

[twoasone]

[ He nods and hands it over. ]

mod ping

[pr159]

[ is there any more clarification on the head wound that we can get from the sketch/can we get an ms paint recreation of exactly where it is lmao ]

[umbralant]

[Shin's art, immortalized via paint tool sai MS Paint]

[pr159]

[ ty

here you go, seteth ]