FIFTH TRIAL

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Trial V

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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:

"If you don't make this trial go like I want it, every single person in this room is getting vivisected!"

It has been a couple hours and she's still furious. It doesn't seem like her mood is going to improve anytime soon...if ever. Behind her, Rembrandt doesn't seem very impressed with her gratuitous threat. At least she probably won't get to make good on that threat, hm?

Let the trial for the death of Dist the Rose 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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[bawcock]

I don't think we can say it didn't roll. It isn't as if—

[ A pause. He hates how casually he was about to say that. He frowns and continues anyway. ] It isn't as if the blood was always there or he would've bled out immediately. Maybe the flashlight rolled and the blood pooled around it later.

[deadlygoals]

It should have rolled further away from him if that was the case. The killer would have gotten blood on their hands as well if they picked it up to turn the flash light off.

[ And that winds up going down a path of maybe there's extra evidence but he doesn't want anyone taking Lady's deal. ]

[bawcock]

Would it? Sometimes things go flying, sometimes they end up right where they'd land. [ Dropping stuff's weird. Stuff's weird. ]

Let's just drop the flashlight on the floor and see how far it goes.

[deadlygoals]

We can do it on the stage.

[ Flashlights are round though. ]

[bawcock]

I'll leave it to you. If I do it, I'll end up throwing everything off.

[ sometimes you need to be sure how round a flashlight is, nbd nbd ]

[deadlygoals]

[ Looking at the flashlight. ]

Does anyone have another one we can use?

[ It's going to mess up the blood ]

[moonfang]

Speakin' of.... where did that flashlight even come from? Was it in the autoshop?

[pr159]

I was curious about that as well, actually. I tried asking for one once before and was told that wasn't an option.

Are we sure it wasn't Dist's? It's clear that the Lady favored him over everyone else, after all, so she may have given him some special items that the rest of us weren't permitted.

[moonfang]

... That's true. And that's another aspect to the motive we ain't thought about yet. Maybe whoever killed Dist did it just to especially piss off the Bitch.

[deadlygoals]

[ Looks at this. And then sighs. ]

That would be even more stupid at this point.

[moonfang]

....

[gestures]

[deadlygoals]

I see I see. Good point.

[ He hates that ]