RECORDING 3: THE FIRST TRIAL

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The worst has happened... and now you're all here, in the living room where you first met Todd. As all of you enter, the Vessel is there - glowering at all of you, still missing the arm Dazai shorn from him with his touch.

On one of the tables away from the center is a small enclosed box entitled 'VOTES', with slips of paper nearby and a pen. It's sufficiently away from what will be the 'main' action, but not enough to really give anyone complete privacy as they vote.

Once everyone is inside, the doors automatically shut and lock themselves, leaving you trapped in here with the Vessel...and each other.

One of you is a murderer...however, in this game, the guilty do not need to be voted out. As long as there are enough people voted out that matches the victims...then it will be accepted.

...But, can you really let someone get away with murder...?

The choice...is up to you.

VICTIM: OLYMPIA
PEOPLE TO VOTE OUT: 1

WEEK 1 VOTING

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[golden_dream]

[No, it's not that easy. The feeling of sour salty bitterness hits her tongue and she actually thinks some of the blood must have jumped up into her mouth and down her throat.]

--Hmph!!

[She buckles over, stomach acid burning her stomach and soon her throat and mouth as she vomits her share of the day's rations that she hadn't yet digested, convulsing, and crying as the impulse runs through her...]

[eyeforai]

[Ooooh boy. Usually that's him after getting wasted after work, so it's an experience being on the other side of it. It's hard to move much in his position, so he probably can't escape getting hit with at least some of it, although he'll shift to her side to try and give her more room and so he can just. Awkwardly pat her on the back as she lets it all out.

If she looks like she's about to collapse at any point, he'll support her as best as he can too.]

[golden_dream]

[Yeah that point is coming, her arms grabbing her stomach as she's hunching over in the fetal position... might be a good time keep her from collapsing into more blood]

[eyeforai]

[Yeah, he's definitely going to be doing that, because taking a dunk into blood and whatever else is now on the floor would almost definitely not improve things. So he'll try to keep her from ducking too low, and move her slowly into a not-quite-upright position. But alright, let's try this again.]

...Hey. Can you hear me?

[golden_dream]

...

[She can hear him, but she wishes she couldn't. If he looked at her face he'd see her lips moving like a fish. No words will come.]

...Uhnnn...

[Finally a low sort of grunt, groan.]

[eyeforai]

[Ah. This... kind of reminds of what Mizuki was like before. Not that he can blame Rosa at all, considering everything that happened. He'll let her take her time though, although he'll keep his eye on her for any sudden changes or other signs.]

Try to take a deep breath if you can. ...Do you think you can stand?

[golden_dream]

[Stand? Did she still have legs? She couldn't feel them... maybe the burning sensations from below where her knees touched the ground were her legs at one point.

At any rate, she softly shakes her head.]

[eyeforai]

[Well, that... more or less along the lines of what he expected. It's not really a problem considering her slight frame, but he should probably check one more thing before moving her around carelessly, in case it was something like shrapnel that hit her.]

Are you hurt anywhere?

[golden_dream]

[Maybe some bone clipped her but not enough to cut. More concerning was... she couldn't trust herself to breathe.

She weakly pointed at her face.]

[eyeforai]

[He'd seen panicked and traumatized people before, but he also usually had Boss or other co-workers to take over when he fumbled, because dealing with this sort of thing was far from his forte. Still, he has to try.]

Alright, just... close your eyes. And on the count of three, take a deep breath. Okay?

[golden_dream]

[She will close her eyes, and also Ky gave her a bit of his shirt to wipe with... that gives her the courage to start breathing]

[eyeforai]

[Well, that's a good sign. He'll just give her a bit of time to get used to breathing again before speaking up once more.]

I'm going to pick you up and carry you out of here. Are you ready?

[golden_dream]

[She just hangs her head, honestly not sure... but then, she needed to be anyplace but here, so she nods, finally.]

[eyeforai]

[Even if the rest of the mansion isn't necessarily welcoming with the threat of the miasma and whatever else is in place around here, it's still better than sitting in a puddle of blood and gore. So, as gently as he can, he'll shift her so he can pick her up in a princess carry before walking out the room. There aren't really that many good places to put her, but... the bathrooms probably make the most sense at this point.]

[golden_dream]

[that's good... it's a nice feeling.

There's no neck support so she can't fully relax, but she does try to keep herself up enough for that.]

[eyeforai]

[Thankfully, it's not a long trip so she won't need to strain her neck or anything. When they get there though, he'll lower her to the ground near a wall so she can at least use that as support if she's still feeling weak.]

Sorry, this is about as far as I can take you. Will you be okay cleaning up on your own?

[Otherwise he's just going to have to fetch one of the other girls here.]

[golden_dream]

... [Even with her shell-shocked and covered with guts, she almost wanted to ask him to help. She could use more attention. But, no. It was better for her if she didn't associate blood with that, she reasoned.]

...Just turn the water on when you go. I'll make myself a new outfit when I'm done.

[oh, wait.]

Wait. Here, take these... keep these safe for me.

[she'll hand over her inventory: gun (unloaded!), box of shells, her fountain pen, handbag of cosmetics, and a bottle of tranquilizers.]

[eyeforai]

Right. Make sure to take advantage of it while it's still hot.

[There's a blink at the items though and while he doesn't protest at unloading her inventory on him, there is a slightly quizzical expression on his face at the whole thing. Still, considering how out of it she seemed, maybe it's better not to ask for now.]

Sure. I'll drop them off at your room later.

[If there's nothing else, he'll do as she asks and turn on the water before leaving.]