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

[accessorytomurder]

...before your memory cuts out, did you go anywhere or touch anything?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...

[There's a pause, before he squeezes his eyes shut.]

If it has come to this....I asked her to join me out at the tree that night.

Not to murder her...but to entrust her with something.

[accessorytomurder]

...I'm going to assume that something wasn't found with her body, was it?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...No. It is still in my possesion, but I do not think giving it up at the moment would be wise.

[He...looks over at the monsters.]

[accessorytomurder]

Did you ever have any reason to think it might be dangerous? Or that it was best left in the hands of somebody with her particular ability?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...No.

[And this...is where he genuinely looks pretty damn upset.]

It was because I trusted her with it. She was intelligent, level-headed...and I only thought that she would be in the best position to give it to you all.

...Instead, she was killed at my hands.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[SQUEEZING THE HANDRAIL EVEN HARDER NOW]

[improbablenotimpossible]

...

[His brows knitted. It had to be that - that's...]

I'm sorry.

[It sounds hollow in his ears]

[ugly_split_ends]

...

Now, you go to prison.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

For once...I suppose.

[He's sounding...reined in.]

[accessorytomurder]

Killed with your hands.

[She says that, gently but firm.]

By something that thought it needed to use you to attack twice to finish her, even though you would have known she was dead from the first one.

[She pauses.]

I... was once trapped in a very bad place. It twisted you, heart and soul and mind, because it literally fed off of suffering. There are terrible things out there that thrive on pain and can make a tool out of you, Mr. Moriarty. It's not your fault if you get caught in a web or poisoned. It's not your fault if something terrible came into the mountain and sank its teeth into you.

[lovecolored]

She's got it on point. If you don't even remember doin' it, it sure as hell wasn't "you." Somethin' used you, gramps.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Another quiet nod.]

[romancekiller]

[clarke just nods at that because she's in complete agreement with that and not just because it reminds way too much of something that happened back home for her]

[homeecspacecop]

Do you think it could have done this? Is there any way it might have controlled you?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

No. Not that - it wouldn't be able to.

[homeecspacecop]

And you don't think it was someone we know of here.

[romancekiller]

Entrust her with what?

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...It...something I was able to find, that I felt would be important.

[He shakes his head.]

I will give it to you once this trial is over...before I am taken away.

[romancekiller]

That's— okay, we'll wait until this is over.

[this is all too sad and very tragic. she hates this!!]