THIRD TRIAL

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Trial III

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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:

"After the fiasco somebody I won't name caused yesterday, I'm glad to see someone else had the courage to do what was needed. This time it's a valid murder. To the culprit: I wish you good luck, darling. Let's see you get away with this murder."

Someone seems to be pleased, unfortunately. Anything that makes the Lady pleased can't be good, can it?

Let the trial for the death of Olivert Reise Arnor and Sirius 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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[soulspice]

[It's time. The Lady listened to everything until she decided it was time to interject:]

My, I'm offended! Why would I keep away this valuable information from you all? [She fans herself with the envelope, nonchalant] I'm fully aware what it contains, of course. Not only I want to uphold my end of this deal, I also don't particularly care about the contents of this envelope. You all have the liberty to do whatever you want with it.

[With a cavalier wave of her hand, she tosses the envelope down, letting it spin towards the stage. It falls there, the top part of it already starting to get unglued. What could this envelope contain, that Shin says is information they should know and the Lady is fine with letting them know?

There are many pieces of paper inside, all of them large enough to be put back together without any effort. There's a backwards treble clef that looks suspiciously like a S, like someone tried to disguise the letter with that. The rest of the note, though, seems to be completely unrelated. Even its contents are puzzling:

"So you took the hint. I’m impressed by our hosts and their way of finding things. In case you still can’t figure it out, I discovered the Lady wanted to use our brains for her side project. Make of that what you will"

If anyone looks up, they'll see the Lady watching them with an unmistakable smile of satisfaction on her face]

[twoasone]

[He does look up to address her.] Thank you. Now what will you do with me, now that I'm taking the damage and on death row?

[soulspice]

Oh, I believe I can kill two birds with one stone. Perhaps even three, if I decide to be petty.

[She leans on the edge of her balcony]

You'll see.

cw.... c...cannibalism...

[moonfang]

[he raises his hand]

Can I eat him? You can have his brain.

Re: cw.... c...cannibalism...

[dominioned]

Will you clean up the pool in exchange?

[moonfang]

I mean, I can clean up some'a the mess, but I can't fix the plumbing or any'a that.

[dominioned]

Then I don't personally have a problem with it.

[ BIGGEST OBSTACLE CLEARED? ]

[twoasone]

[He smiles right back.

He knows he's damned, now. But he won't go out softly. With a beautiful woman seeped in blood. If only he could get a chance to work on one last project... But there's no time to, is there?]

Glad to see you're adaptable.

[Who knows? Maybe he'll actually see his brother again.]

[notbymyside]

Once again, I have to ask: Why not just tell us this instead of playing games?

[pr159]

Definitely going to need that shovel.

[reanbeans]

[ What the f— ]

...You're sick.

[ There really was nothing he could think of saying to this? Damn. ]

[twoasone]

That's what she said. I could do what I wanted with everything except for the brain. I don't know what she could be doing, but she says she has a lot of experience working with that material.

[reanbeans]

[ Rean was already feeling upset because of circumstances and now he's wondering if he should be surprised the Lady keeps lowering the bar even if it was like. Buried in the ground? ]

Did she say...anything else about that?

[ He hated this, just why. ]

[twoasone]

Not that I remember, but she also turned down my offer to help decorate the castle.

[So she has some standards.]

[drydrown]

...Oh, if that's what you were telling me about, that's not quite as bad as I'd thought.

[CUMORE.]

[twoasone]

What were you expecting?

[drydrown]

I asked her what she was using to power things and suggested that maybe it was our souls. She said it was something worse than that, but this is more or less on the same level, maybe slightly better.

[twoasone]

... Are you telling me that she's using people's brains as batteries?

[Well! That's new.]

[drydrown]

...I suppose?

[tf are batteries - he gets the basic idea, at least?]

I don't know much about it, just what I was told.

[inordertobelieve]

[ Time to get up from the dozing chair and pace around again because! this is! too concerning! ]

Could this place get any more revolting?

[ Don't answer this. ]

[twoasone]

I'm no electrician, so I'll have to take your word for it.

[baitless]

Of course. Of course we’re nothing but power sources for whatever she has in mind.

[IT’S REAL “I DON’T KNOW WHETHER I AM FURIOUS OR READY TO CRY IN DESPAIR” HOURS]

I am not even surprised, I am just so tired.

[p_q]

I shouldn’t be surprised that her standards are skewed, as well.

[He didn’t even change expression. But like. Considering he knows Zangetsu and what Zangetsu’s doing right now and also everything this week that’s probably not all that surprising. #justHollowthings]

[drydrown]

I think most people are more surprised that she has any at all.

I do still enjoy talking to her, it's just a bit of an experience.

[p_q]

The very lack of standards is itself a type of standard, I suppose. But no, I don't think she's gotten there.

[Like it's somehow a kind of failing or something.]

I find her tedious.

[And noisy, but he should probably give up on getting peace and quiet of any kind at this rate. Maybe he's just stubborn.]