SECOND TRIAL

[umbralant]

Trial II

investigation

profiles

powers

voting

From what you can see, all the lights in the opera house are turned on. Only when you enter and see the open doors that lead into the main theater, you can see that room's lights are currently turned off. It's very dark in there.

Like before, Rembrandt escorts everybody to the stage. In the dark you still can see the many blue-eyed things you may be getting used to. They're still very scared of Rembrandt, staying as far away from the assistant as possible. The stage is illuminated by the spotlights, the only light in this theater.

The Lady and Rembrandt are at their balcony. She stands up, addressing the group:

"This time we don't need any introductions, do we? Let's make this an interesting trial, just like last week. Give me a name! Who is the killer this time?"

Short and sweet. Will the Lady give you that offer later? Only time will tell.

Let the trial for the death of Lysithea von Ordelia 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!]

navigation

profiles

rules

locations

shop

location changes

full navigation

Comments

QUESTIONS

[dominioned]

[ For your lovely hosts. ]

[deadlygoals]

Hello~ Do you mind if we get a privacy screen? Rideaux really wants to check everyone's butts for marks.

[dominioned]

[ ......................... ]

Is this the level you've stooped to? [ He's glancing at the Lady with the most deadpan expression. ]

[soulspice]

I didn't request this, Rembrandt! [The Lady hits with the bottom of her palm what's uncovered of her forehead] And you all should be aware this isn't that kind of opera. How uncouth!

[She doesn't like this any more than you, Rembrandt. Although she does find a couple people down there attractive to some extent, this is not the place for such things. This is the stage of an opera theater, for god's sake...

In the end, she sighs]

I have the feeling half of you will proceed even without the privacy screen, and that will lead to just a lot of trouble. For the sake of our collective sanity this will have to be granted.

[She gestures to Rembrandt]

Do so, Rembrandt, so this is over as soon as possible.

[dominioned]

...very well then. [ He heaves a sigh.

brb stepping out and returning a few minutes later with said privacy screen. have at it, y'all. ]

[deadlygoals]

Thank you~ I'm sure Rideaux will appreciate this.

[pr159]

[ god he can't wait until someone murders you ]

[pr159]

I just think it would be prudent to check.

[ anyway he's only interested in female butts and there's only one of those here!!! ]

[reanbeans]

[ oh my ]

[wishuponazoi]

Where could someone access the sewer to have discarded that clothing?

[notbymyside]

That...is a good question. How would someone even get to the sewers that quickly?

[ACTUALLY]

Furthermore, if they had gone to the sewers, shouldn't they have smelled badly?

[wishuponazoi]

There are usually those...holes in the road that lead into it, aren't there? Though I'm unsure how large the ones here are...

[notbymyside]

There are those, but they are very heavy, aren't they?

[He actually looks over to Dazai at that one, because there's one idiot who went rummaging through sewers a couple years back.]

[deadlygoals]

[ That brings back memories ]

They can be~ The slots might be big enough. The rain may have helped to push something through.

[notbymyside]

That is possible too. Someone could have forced the clothes through the bars, rather than going into the sewers themselves.