Week 6, Saturday

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[After a tense night and a quiet morning, everyone will get an email at 11 am. The email comes straight from MC.]

Meet me in the studio at noon.

[It's probably best to follow those instructions.

When they get to the studio, they will find that twelve podiums have been arranged in a semi-circle on the stage. Each person can take whichever one they want, they aren't assigned.

There is the box of prinny jurors once more, but this time the twelve prinnies seated there might look familiar. In addition, there is a new spot next to the prinnies where a single stool behind a small table is left empty.

Given that the seat John used previously is taken up by MC, John looks at the group awkwardly before going to sit on that stool.

It's time to begin the final trial.]

VOTE HERE

Comments

[arraignments]

To make things right.

[houndumb]

Hah... There's a word for that?

[At least he seems to have come off his hissy fit (mostly) and is considering this now.]

... Eh, close enough.

[He's not an anagrammer, OK??]

[arraignments]

[ He nods. ]

Yeah, honestly... the English language is just one, huge mess. I feel like everyone behind building it? Tried way too damn hard.

[houndumb]

[I mean, if they're actually considering English he has an extra reason for not knowing this goddamn word, do you know how long it took the Foundation to shove his dog ass into even starting to consider the English language.]

That's 'cause you're tryin' too hard to make excuses for the bastards. Nobody fuckin' tried anything an' just randomly made up shit, I'm pretty sure that's how this language shit works.

[That's not usually how it works but it's English so it's probably fine.]