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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[twoasone]

... Fine.

[ He turns and glances over at the other side of the stage...

A moment later, there's another version of him standing there. Staring. Waiting. ]

[galrarm]

[ wow he suddenly hates this ]

[deadlygoals]

[ #clone life ]

[twoasone]

[ Shin doesn't like it either ]

[deadlygoals]

[ Poking the other one. ]

Whoa~ It looks just like you!

[twoasone]

[ The other one blinks in confusion. Why are you poking it. Who are you. ]

[psychophant]

[Well! That's terrifying!!!]

Can you control it or does it move about on its own?

[...It's also super interesting and he's got a million and one questions that are probably completely irrelevant!!]

[twoasone]

That's the problem, it won't act unless I give it something to do.

[ The doppleganger pauses for a moment... Then speaks. ]

Did you need me for anything?

No, thank you.

[ And like that, he dismisses the doppleganger before its presence bothers him further... Like, really. The doppleganger vanishes into thin air. ]

[psychophant]

Fascinating...

[oh my god now is not the time to be a nerd about this???]

I'll save any further questions for later.

[You know, assuming Shin isn't the murderer.]

[twoasone]

Of course, though I haven't used the power too much...

[ You know, because it creeps him out. ]

[psychophant]

[Fair, but don't you want to learn the limitations of it???]

I'll keep that in mind.

[Maybe.]

[moonfang]

Oh that's way cooler than mine!!

[twoasone]

Yours? What sort of power did you end up with?

[moonfang]

Ice. Uh.... gelu? Ain't exactly a secret, I used it all week to catch vermin.

[raventhaw]

So that's what it was.

[moonfang]

[wink wonk, Raven]

[bawcock]

That's... eerie.

[ Look at it with its potentially unblinking eyes, ready to... to... honestly, ready to do anything??? ] But it does help. Thanks for sharing it with us.

[twoasone]

[ He just. Nods. ] If it helps the case, I suppose.

[ordealia]

[That sure is a thing that happened. Yep.

Lysithea is high-key horrified.]

[twoasone]

[ HOW DO YOU THINK HE FEELS? ]

[ordealia]

[ IT'S HIGH-KEY DISTURBIA POWER HOUR IN KRAKOW ]

[tokihanate]

Certainly good to know what this looks like for the future, if not now.

[twoasone]

. . .

[pr159]

[ Well, it's kind of creepy that it appears to just be some mindless servant, but he's encountered plenty of fractured versions of himself before, so. Eh. Not that bothered.

(which is not what this icon is but i made it for a game event in 2015 and when else will i ever have a reason to use it again) ]