[CONTINUE + 4] week 1 || act: indict

[foundationmods]

[Saturday dawns, bright and early again. No one comes to the Inn, but you feel compelled to go to the Core anyway.

It's as if you're forced to. As if....it's inescapable. Puppets, forced to dance where their strings lead.

You make the walk past everything, until you are directly in the Core, 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....surrounded by a sea of entirely gray faces, no Monsters to be seen.

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: ATSUSHI NAKAJIMA
ACT: VOTE

Comments

[onemolife]

Maybe we should see who could fit into the clothes?

[accessorytomurder]

If we know how deep the water was, we can figure out who was able to bend down the right amount to get the sleeves and pants as wet as they were, too!

[onemolife]

Ah! That's clever! Might be worth checking out.

[accessorytomurder]

Right. So...

[She squints at the photos.]

Going by these pictures and ignoring any lifts or boots they might have worn, what could be the shortest the culprit could have possibly been...?

[lovecolored]

[ ......................her 4'11 butt shivers ]

[ugly_split_ends]

Don't worry.

You got tagged already, right? They wouldn't recycle the same culprit.

[foundationmods]

[ If you split the group in two from small to large, it will be someone from the larger half ]

[accessorytomurder]

Okay, so assuming there weren't any stilts or high heels... that narrows it down a little.

[finalring]

So everyone below 1'70 meters would be excluded.

[justonezero]

Ah...

[Just two cm shy!]