FIRST TRIAL

[whimsicalism]

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!"

Investigation | Podium Layout | Locations | IC Profiles | IC Rules | Evidence | NPC Questions

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!

Comments

INJURY CHECK

[lets_dewey_it]

Okay, I know there's some who are against it, but I'll be the first to go for checking injuries. And if we don't see any, we don't see any.

<sub>[With that out of the way, he takes his uniform off, his two blue shirts on underneath it. He rolled up his sleeves, pulled his collar down, lifted his shirt up, the whole schebang.

He's uninjured.]</sub>

[violence_ensues]

[Adorabat does have bumps and bruises, but none that are less than 2 weeks old.]

[lets_dewey_it]

_{[Seeing as this came from Sonic's theory of the washcloth being bloody because of the killer's injuries, Adorabat's cleared in that respect.]}

[spychic]

Anya's next!

[Anya lifts up her shirt. Then she rolls up her pants. One leg. Two legs. Then she lifts up her shirt in the back.

She's got a few freckles, but she's uninjured.]

[canreallymove]

Yasu goes last. No questions asked. Got it?

[But judging by the look on his face he hopes it doesn't have to get as far as her, messed up as that is.





Anyways he's basically already naked, but for good measure, he takes off his gloves and shoes and even allows whoever wants to do it to look inside his socks and shoes and-

Long story short, he's completely uninjured and there's no blood. If you thought Sonic was innocent already, well. Now you're thinking it...more.

Woohoo.]

[lets_dewey_it]

Understood! _{[He nods.]}

[cellpreservation]

[Sighing, but undoing enough of his uniform to show his torso and whatnot.

He's clear. This boy doesn't even have scars from trips or falls, either.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

I'm pretty sure I'm already alright on this one, but just in case...

[Dylan takes off his collar. The part of his neck that was covered by it is the same as the rest of him: clear of injuries.]

[curdle]

[ Yelping: ]

Not before all the assembly—!

[ IT'S TOO LATE... thomasin it's fine he's a goddamn duck and he has never worn pants in front of you ]

... Well, I'll do none such in front of the menfolk.

[lets_dewey_it]

No problem! I'm not here to sneak any peeks, mom raised me better than that. But, we're going to need a girl willing to check for anyone uncomfortable with that...

[holyironmade]

[Jeanne toddles over in her big puffy opaque dress but... She's short...]

Perhaps if you sit on the floor, that will be the easiest way for us girls to form a wall around you.

[keyringwitness]

[Yasu, shaking like a leaf in the wind, submits to the inspection for everyone to see.

Good news, there are no recent injuries.

Bad news, there is a horrible medical scar stretched across her lower torso. The flesh was clearly sewn up years ago, but the jagged patch of gnarled, discolored skin covers the lower half of her stomach and even disappears beneath her waist, and she is not showing any more to give an idea of the extent of the damage.

As soon as she's confirmed that she's uninjured, Yasu scrambles to cover herself back up and then just

Completely checks out

Done, gone

yasu's not going to be here for the next several moments sorry everybody]

1/2

[canreallymove]

Ah-

[THIS IS NOT WHAT HE ASKED FOR HE SAID SHE GOES LAST GHREOGJRUEOTIWFKSF














Shoot.]

[lets_dewey_it]

...I'm sorry, Yasu... _{[He was perfectly willing to let her go last, but... hm. At least she's cleared of guilt...]}

[britbrat]

Is there any way this can be done in private? I'm certainly not taking my clothes off in front of all of you lot.

[copycut]

Hm~m, but we need someone else to check the girls, right?

[ w h y

Anyway Kuro is in her school uniform. She does not seem to have any qualms about removing the jacket or unbottoning the shirt underneath it, revealing that her arms and torso are clear. Given that she's in a skirt and she wears short socks, her legs have been pretty obviously clear this whole time, too. ]

[noblesnow]

[Reika takes off her uniform, leaving her socks and underwear on, and takes a moment to wiggle her toes now that they've been freed from her shoes. There's no sign of injuries.]

[panglici]

If someone wants to check my legs, I'm not going that far in front of all of you.

[Scowling the entire time, Carrie takes off the uniform jacket, rolls up her sleeves, tugs up her shirt, and turns to show she's got no marks anywhere between skirt-waistband and an arbitrary Modesty Line just below mid-chest before yanking it back down - she's clear, but this is ridiculous.]

[bellabellabella]

[oh jeez Edward is u n c o m f o r t a b l e but sure you know what sure. He's wearing his uniform, as always, and he's not happy about it but he takes off his jacket and shirt entirely, feeling extremely naked as more of his skin is exposed than he ever allows to be exposed pretty much any time that he is not by himself either bathing or changing outfits.

He is... he's super, super pale and in very good shape, though all lean muscle instead of built out like any kind of weightlifter. He is also completely free of any kind of mark or blemish.

He waits for long enough to be seen, feeling deeply uncomfortable the entire time, and then starts putting his clothes back on.]

Will anyone object if I refrain from also removing my pants?

[like if he's gotta he's gotta but he would really prefer not to]

Re: INJURY CHECK

[hashtagwoof]

... Hey, can I go for the privacy option too? Getting undressed in front of everyone sounds really weird...

[ He's visibly uncomfortable with the idea. ]

[shinedsobright]

[Fret's wearing his clothes from home, which are already sleeveless, so it's very easy to see his arms aren't injured!

But uh. The rest of his clothes are so layered. He's got pants and leggings. He's got a shirt and a vest. Taking the first two off are fine enough with him but he can't exactly roll things up.]

Requesting to skip the pants check too?

[He hasn't really been a suspect thus far anyway, so...]

ALL CLEAR

[lets_dewey_it]

FOR DEWEY'S SAKE

[romancing]

[ She's got a few faded scratches, and there's a scar on the back of her third eye, but it's at least a few years old.

Otherwise, she's uninjured. ]

[whimsicalism]

Miss Kiryuu, remind me next time to get some curtains for these ragamuffins.

[normalnotroyal]

[Rosalinda is wearing the school uniform, meaning that honestly? Her legs are free and clear. She does obediently take off her jacket and roll up her sleeves, though, which are also uninjured.]

I'm afraid that's as much as I'm comfortable with unless it's strictly necessary.