FIFTH TRIAL

[whimsicalism]

Is everyone finished? Good. It's time for a trial.

[The ride to the court room is uneventful this time. There's no breaking of bones or porcelain when you land. The podiums are rather empty, especially now that there's only twenty portraits even if there's twenty one podiums still. Huh. Fancy that! It's almost as if the Storyteller was still bitter.

Though, there definitely feels something off about the court room. It sort of feels like you're being watched but you're not sure.]

Seven is Dead. Time to find out who's responsible. Time for a trial!

Comments

[octopups]

Hmm... [Pondering]

The zoo is downhill from the tree, right? Could... could his head have... rolled?

[battlestations]

I... I suppose that could cause an eye injury, if it happened. But would there be stains?

[He pauses.]

Feeding it to animals could have been to hide something too. Not sure what.

[golden_king]

Maybe a more identifying kind of injury that only the culprit gave him which would narrow it down more?

[battlestations]

True. We'd need more information from DD to figure out what sort of attack that would be. It sounded like they were eating the back of the head, maybe?

[xxxx_me]

I found the darts stuck in the dart board, so if they really hit something, the killer would have needed to remove them to hide them there instead.

[battlestations]

It's not a bad theory. The darts hit Seven in the back of the head, but it doesn't do much to faze him - they dent on his skull, and the killer puts them back while burning the fabric.

[xxxx_me]

I'm still wondering about the burned fabric. There's no chance anyone burned themselves in the fire or anything, is there?

That's something you have to run under water to help with, isn't it?

[battlestations]

If they were willing to stick their hand all the way into the fireplace, I doubt we'd have been left with a scrap. That would be unbelievably sloppy...

[xxxx_me]

Yeah...

Sorry, I'm running out of ideas.

[Weh.]

[battlestations]

It's fine. We're all a bit stuck at the moment, at least in terms of how to corner this perpetrator.

[Like he still thinks it's Gavroche, but he was pretty humbled before by his wrong suspicion of dogs]

[xxxx_me]

...Maybe we need to focus on who could have made a trap and shot the darts?

[battlestations]

You mean we solve the case with logic? Hmm.....

[I DUNNO CHIEF!! SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING AN ADULT WOULD DO.]

...Well alright first of all, how many of us would even know how to set up a bear trap of all things?

[xxxx_me]

Do you just... open it up and set it on the ground?

[He's. He's trying.]

[strictura]

If anyone had a burn on their hand or something, I think Amdi would have noticed it when he sniffed us.

[xxxx_me]

True...

[Droops.]

[strictura]

You did a good job verifying how the water gun was used, though.

[ So don't feel too down. ]

[xxxx_me]

Mm. But it won't mean anything if we get the culprit wrong, right?

[ballooncaged]

That's kind of fatalistic. We've still got time.

[golden_king]

I mean, it's possible...though only if someone was wearing gloves among us that'd block Amdi being able to smell it.

[xxxx_me]

Yeah...

[Sigh.]

[imozon]

They were eating all over the head, really, except the eyes.

[battlestations]

Eeeew....

[imozon]

Yeah.

[strictura]

We decided the eye injury was from the darts, didn't we?

[battlestations]

That's how it seemed to be, but if everything happened at the treehouse and the head rolled, it would alter our theories a lot. I think we were on the right track before, though. I mean, we certainly have a dartgun.