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FIRST TRIAL
FIRST TRIAL

THE CONTAINMENT CENTER
After all the evidence is collected, the students themselves are as well. The Little Brother units gather them up in orderly fashion, encouraging the line to proceed two-by-two up the hallway beyond the music room and into the newly opened area. When grouped up together, the class just barely fits into the glass-paneled section of the decontamination chamber. It's hard not to wonder if the entire student body was never meant to make it this far in the first place. A short burst of pressurized air later and the panels lift - and, for the first time, the door to the containment facility opens before you. Behind it, an elevator beckons the class in. A Little Brother unit reaches inside, pushes a button, and the lift's real, see-through door closes before the lift begins to lower.
As the elevator descends, the car passes floor after floor of cellblocks. Start florescent lighting casts stark highlights onto each of them, and in those closest to the elevator car, shape after shape is visible. A wolf the size of an elephant with blood-tinged saliva dripping from it's massive fangs. A clown holding 20 multicolored balloons in one hand, a popped and shredded 21st hanging from the other out to you with a gap-toothed grin. A pit of writhing snakes with no beginning and no end. The feeling is comparable to the hungry, lingering gaze from outside the academy's fence. Looking out at the many cells, it's as if there's no barrier between them and the assembled students at all.
The car's moving too fast to see all of them clearly, but careful attention reveals one final detail: Some of them are completely empty. The other noticeable thing is the noise. Snarls, roars, sly chuckles, hissing, and even someone humming a haunting lullaby... they all mix together into a cacophony as you near the final destination.
When the elevator comes to a complete stop, the group is let out into a black-floored room illuminated by the same stark florescent lighting. Luckily, as soon as you go through the doorway the noise suddenly stops. The steep walls extend some two or three stories above without interruption, throwing stern, exaggerating angles reminiscent of brutalism. 21 stone podiums stand in a densely illuminated circle in the center of the room. Each one bears a name of one of the students in the class.
The Prefect is already waiting for everyone, sitting at a long desk backed by a projector screen bearing the same ram insignia from the post-spelling bee dance. Her hands are folded in front of her, and she barely moves.
"Looks like somebody attempted the alternative capstone. A week ago, I never would have believed it... but I know better now. Those who fall behind... just weaken the herd.
Luz, The Owlette, is dead. What a stupid title... I really hated it." The Prefect's expression staggers for a moment, then settles again. "Her murderer's still here, and the only way to prove that you deserve another chance in this school is to find them. Get the exam started."
There's a flicker on the screen behind her as the Principal speaks. "You heard Miss Kiryuu. We're beginning the exam, don't just stand around staring at each other!"
OOC NOTES
While played out OOCly on Saturdays, trials ICLY take place the afternoon after investigations are concluded. This means that characters will have only a brief period of rest to gather their thoughts before being brought down. While the podium layout graphic shows room numbers, the real stone does bear characters' names.
The victim's body will not be available for reexamination during the trial but other pieces of evidence small enough to carry/move with you can be brought down into the trial. If you need mod input or NPC input in the middle of a thread please put 'MODS' in the header so we can see. Trials play out until the killer is caught or until around 8pm Eastern, at which point we'll try to wrap up. Good luck!
Playground Evidence stuffs
These runes have to have been Lux's doing. Some sort of ritual, maybe?
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There are plants on the playground. There are plants in the kitchen.
Does anyone really like gardening???
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Plants... hold on.
Mister Dewey, can you, um, show me the glyph? Luz taught me what each of them meant. I might be able to identify what she was trying to do...
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She was conjuring?
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[ Kuro will pass around a sheet of notebook paper with the middle circle drawn on it. The two circles on the side have been started, but they're not complete. ]
It was pretty wide — maybe a little less than two meters across. And... Hm, to me, it looks like whoever drew this ran out of room to finish whatever they were doing. See those half-circles on the side? Those were at the very edge of the dirt.
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[Yeah Yasu does not know how to make heads or tails of this]
Um, there are four basic glyph types: ice, fire, light, and plants. M- Maybe all the plants that were brought out were related to that? Although...
[She pauses, tapping her chin.]
It seems more likely that she needed the dirt to draw more than she needed the plants.
...which makes the pot in the kitchen even stranger. If Luz was using it to, um, cast this spell, then it wouldn't have had any dirt in it. She needed more dirt to complete this spell, after all...
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I gave the plants a quick check, too. None of them looked like they were used for this — not even as an implement to draw with.
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Actually, I'd kind of wondered if someone was trying to create a protective ward. Luz mentioned that she'd been in the demon realm to me, but I'm not sure what kind of magic she had training in. Does that sound right to anyone?
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[They're on a crunch right now.]
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[Although...]
I wonder if there's some reason she didn't use chalk instead? ...But I guess it doesn't really matter anymore.
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