WEEK 3 - TRIAL

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TRIAL

The morning seemed so far away yesterday - yet, it also seems too soon when morning comes and you are all yet again ushered to the third floor by The Lady. The Captain is there, in all of his....wait, no, he's asleep.

The doors close, and...nothing happens. There's still the box labeled 'VOTES' in his lap on the couch, but...

On the table is a letter, that reads 'Only one person may be voted for execution this week. Please figure out who that will be during the time limit.'

As you finish reading that, music begins to play in the room...


VICTIM: SHIROU EMIYA, HIMEKO INABA, AND MUNEHISA IWAI

23 GUESTS REMAIN.

Comments

[dolleyed]

I was with Blue, Cinque, Anthy and pig-boy.

Anyone coming in or out of our little party would probably leave glittery evidence of that.

[ He STILL has trace amounts of glitter on him and he actually tried getting it off. ]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

At least call me by name!

[He still has glittery hair!]

But he's right - Cinque-san did pop a glitter bomb in the room. No one was left... unglittered.

[dolleyed]

Not my fault you have such a distinctive ability.

[rosebridled]

[ She's still a little bit glittery too! ]

[whirlingmace]

[ There is indeed glitter on her. Especially in her hair. Shaking her head to send some flying out of her hair and leaving a mess on the floor. ]

Yeah... It was a lot of fun...

[ The enthusiasm isn't really there in her voice though ]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He quietly puts a hand on her shoulder]

[whirlingmace]

[ She appreciates it. Closing her eyes as she looks down. ]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[He gives a brief sidehug]

[whirlingmace]

[ Wow what is this pg hugging stuff. She's going to take the side hug, but as soon as he's moving away, she's throwing herself at him to hug him tight. ]

[theycallhimmrpchan]

[That catches him off guard, causing him to gasp, before he returns the tight hug, trying not to sniffle himself]

[latebluemer]

[She still has quite a bit of glitter on her since, well...]

I almost feel sorry for the staff that tried getting the glitter out of my room.

[Yeah, her room was covered, it got worse before it got better. Anyway, have a li'l shoulder bump, Cinque.]

It wasn't how I meant to use the bombs, but it worked out, I think.

[whirlingmace]

[ Maybe they should make it rain glitter every time... ]

Yeah. Yeah it did...

[resortghosts]

[There's... going to be an invisible hand on her shoulder as well from the ghostly end, too.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Putting a hand over the Ghost's hand to squeeze. Is it a girl's hand or a guy's? ]

[resortghosts]

[It's a girl.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Sniffing ]

Inalin?

[resortghosts]

[With the hand that's not on Cinque's shoulder, there's a single tap.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Just going to start crying all over again as she turns to throw her arms around her fully. ]

Inalin!

[resortghosts]

[Oh.

That's definitely a surprise that catches the ghost off guard as they just pat Cinque on the back, rubbing a hand up and down in an attempt to be reassuring. A quiet way to tell Cinque that she doesn't have to cry.]

[whirlingmace]

[ Just squeezing her tight. ]

Í'm sorry... Cinquey should have...

[ Stayed with her. Done something different or make a trap or... ]

[resortghosts]

[There's just a lot of pats on the back to be honest. There isn't really much to be said here.]