WEEK 1 || act: indict

[foundationmods]

[Saturday dawns, bright and early again - and Undyne comes to the inn, flanked by the Royal Guard...all of the Dogs in the area, in their armor or uniforms.

You all only have enough time to get ready - wash yourselves, put on your masks and clothing - before you're ushered out, guarded so heavily that it's clear they expect trouble. Monsters on the way watch you warily, whispering and either looking angry or shocked.

It's clear they no longer have such kind thoughts of you, after what happened.

You're all lead out past Snowdin and Waterfall, into an area that's hot, and the glow of subterranian lava lights the area. Then, past a large hotel...into an area that looks metallic, where some kind of whitish, rainbow-gleaming liquid can be seen below.

In this area, you are led to a wider platform that is still open to the liquid before, with the handrails in place - where there are some seats around, and a familiar face waiting to speak with you.

This...for all of you, it is a familiar sight.

It is a trial location.

You are here to find the killer...and convict one of your own, in a murder that makes no sense.

But you have no choice.

You can only forge ahead....and try to find out the truth.]

VICTIM: HIMEKO INABA
ACT: VOTE

Comments

[le_mat]

... wait. If he WAS controlled... that would be powerful magic- can Gilgamesh scent it out like he did in the Winchester house?

[sageking]

[ He'll grimace... ]

'Scent' it out? Such an inelegant way of phrasing it.

[le_mat]

'Sense' it then? I don't know, getting compared to Sissel-kun might be a compliment.

[finalring]

It definitely is. He's an excellent friend.

[le_mat]

All cats are friend shaped.

[finalring]

My favorite is when he...what's the modern term for it? Loafs?

[le_mat]

Oh, yeah that is the best. Especially if it's on your chest.

My cat friend back home, Morgana... he does it while I'm sleeping a lot. It feels like I'm being squished.

[sageking]

Hmph, don't be facetious with me, mongrel.

[ That's not a hard no, though. ]

[le_mat]

[He grins]

Then I'll leave that to you, if you wish, Your Majesty.

[Sassy bitch]

[cw_suicide]

Inelegant but practical. Is it possible, heika?

[white_camellia]

...I doubt it. If such a thing exists, I doubt it will have an identifiable trace.

mods?

[sageking]

It's possible.

[ Though, he's...hm. Mind control magic.

It's powerful enough that it's possible he could still sense it by now, but it's not a given, seeing as...you know. Still, he'll turn towards Moriarty and see if he could sense exactly that. ]

[foundationmods]

[He Can't feel any trace of mind control magic- but there is definitely something still there on Moriarty.

Something he has not encountered before.]

[sageking]

Hmph, there's no mind control magic at play. As I suspected because it's nonsense. However...

[ But, hmm...he's - what was this? ]

There's some type of other, unknown magic clinging to him. It's something I've never encountered.

[finalring]

Hm.

[ solomon will direct his own gaze at moriarty, trying to sense it out as well. can he tell anything else, or will he get the same ping as gil? ]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[I'm not switching accounts - yep, same thing.

It's not mind control, but...it's definitely something neither of them have ever met before like this.]

[finalring]

Seems like it's something that I haven't seen before either. It was worth a shot, though.

[ a shame. like anything would be easy here. ]

[white_camellia]

[...Sorry Eski, I'm gonna have Nanaka try too. At the very least, she wants to memorize this signature.]

[cw_suicide]

Well... that's... hm. It does still point in the direction that Moriarty-san may not have been in full control of himself. Potentially.

[improbablenotimpossible]

...It becomes a question of what it is, and who.

[But there's not enough evidence, and not enough time]

[cw_suicide]

That it's something Gilgamesh hasn't encountered does point in the direction that it's not something from the world he knew, or even the world he's been in for the past twenty years.

Either it's something here...

[but would it fly with the monsters that "something in your Underground affected the culprit"? probably not.]

... or it involves that entity.

[the world-devouring one]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[His nails ran over his own arm, taut stiff in posture]

That - might be it. It may - tell us more about it from what it did here.

[sageking]

As irritating as it is, it does.

...There are other various types of magic that could affect the mind. Some undoubtedly unknown.

I'd offer that it's possible some form of hypnosis could've occurred, but it's likely it goes beyond that given it's affected his memory enough so that someone like him wouldn't have noticed.

[cw_suicide]

Mm... there's two options from what I can see, given that you don't recognize it:

It's either something from the Underground...

Or it's the thing we are working to stop.

[one is much easier to deal with than the other but that easier option also runs into political issues because no way the monsters would look kindly on that excuse]

[sageking]

...It's likely both.

[ He'll just go quiet for a moment, because he's immensely displeased. It's one thing for someone to do something themselves but for it be something like this, not only was it pointing to somehow they were discovered, but...

He'll glance over at Moriarty, who wasn't a 6350. ]

If so, it'll take a miracle for someone to walk from this farce of a trial alive.