WEEK 1 - TRIAL

[foundationmods]

TRIAL

It's been a long night, with the knowledge burning in your brain that one of your number has died. Even if the victim wasn't known very well, this dangerous game of Mafia was still played, and that might be the worst of all. Not only that, but the Apprentice's warning still rings heavy in your minds - especially after seeing the state of Szayel's body.

The Lady appears for once when everyone is gathered, leading you all up the stairs to the third floor, past whatever glimpses of the upper floors you might get. The room she takes you to is, frankly, extravagant. There's snacks and drinks waiting inside, along with....a new person? It's a man, and as The Lady leaves and closes the doors behind her, the man tilts his head up and speaks.

"You can call me The Captain. Since one of you have died during the game, it's your responsibility to try and vote someone out. You have six hours to talk about it, but then-"

He taps on a box on the table in front of him, labeled 'VOTES'

"-you'll have to put in your vote so someone can be punished. Not voting, well...That's a lot like not playing. And trust me - you want to play."

The man sits down at the table, leaning back and placing his feet on the table while crossing his arms.

"So get to it."

As he says that, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM: SZAYELAPPORO GRANZ

30 GUESTS REMAIN.

Comments

[dolleyed]

Well, unless good old ancient Paris had a zombie infestation? That ain't it.

[latebluemer]

I've never heard about a zombie infestation. But I haven't really studied the history of really old Paris.

[...]

Wait, a zombie infestation?

[dolleyed]

Yeeeep. Zombies are kind of 50% of what's going on in my world.

[latebluemer]

So you're playing violin while running away from zombies?

[That seems pretty inefficient, as nice as his music is.]

[dolleyed]

Nah, the violin keeps the zombies at bay, it's-- Okay look, I'll explain later.

[latebluemer]

Hmm. All right.

[They definitely got off-topic here but look, she was just excited to finally run into something vaguely recognizable.]

[thejusticewagon]

Oh, zombies are basically Risen, right? Man, I wish my friend Brady could do that. He's pretty good at the violin, but it doesn't keep Risen from going after us.

[dolleyed]

Risen...? We don't call them that, but sounds about right. Ours react to any music as long as you've got the talent for it.

[thejusticewagon]

Huh... yeah, that would've been really useful back home proper. Maybe things wouldn't have gotten so bad... but that doesn't have to do with anything, so.

[dolleyed]

You should tell me more about the Risen after this ordeal's over. Nobody else got undead, it seems.

[thejusticewagon]

...I don't really like talking about the whole thing, honestly, but... maybe it'll be good to compare notes.

[dolleyed]

It could be useful if we ever make it back.