Week 3, Saturday

[foundationmods]

This time, when everyone files into the studio, they aren't escorted to their seats. Instead, they are sent to podiums up on the stage arrange in a semi-circle. Everyone can see each other, and everyone is also visible to the cameras. Off to stage right is a jury box with 12 prinnies in it, all in various states of 'fancy dress'. One is wearing a suit top, another a blouse, one a huge Colonial-era wig. To stage left at box 0 is Dazai's seat, where he will be spending most of the trial, but he will get up to move around at times. And in the very center is a picture of Aqua. Once everyone is in their spots, one of the prinnies will hit a gavel against the podium in front of it, signaling the start of the trial.

It's time to find Aqua's killer.


EDIT: voting link

Comments

[houndumb]

Ya don't need to know how to drive the thing if you just plow through anything in your way?? Obviously.

[Nora has a plan?? Apparently??]

[iblistriggered]

... Nora.

Do you know how to drive a car...? It's a lot harder than Mario Kart.

[houndumb]

Long as I don't crash into other cars or too many walls it ain't a big deal.

[Demons may be too sturdy for this to be an unbiased sample......]

[iblistriggered]

[facepalm]

[houndumb]

Bet YOU can't drive.

[Silver this is an unnecessary rabbithole save thyself.]

[iblistriggered]

Actually, I can drive really well. I have my own race car. I'll show you.

[houndumb]

Why the hell do you even know how to drive???

[This is apparently more baffling than almost anything else here, including Schroedinger's antifreeze and the summoning of tiny toy cars. Seriously, though, hedgehogs on speed.]

[iblistriggered]

Cause a space tanuki showed up and gave us all special cars, so I learned how?

[because THAT makes sense]

[houndumb]

What.

[HE'S SO LOST, PLEASE.]

[iblistriggered]

I'll show you later, I have the game with me.

[except for the part where he has a mental meltdown and then hides for the rest of the night but its fine]

[houndumb]

The what--

[Oh. Right. #justfictionalcharacterproblems

He's a little preoccupied to really get into it right now anyway, and RIP at some point they'll figure shit out over chicken soup or something.]

Ugh, fine. Whatever.