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thefoundation2019-02-16 12:32 pm
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MOCK WEEK - WEEK 1 TRIAL
It was noon on Friday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...🗈
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world...began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards another, much larger world...🗈
This new world looked like...the inside of an ornate courtroom, like something that wouldn't be too far from some kind of grand fantasy novel.
The Witch, Lambdadelta was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling brightly at everyone. There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
As they looked around, they might have also been surprised to see that their forms had changed - perhaps only slightly, or a much more dramatic change. It seemed like this place demanded a different form in some way, even if it was just a change of clothing.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Yesterday had been the start of the game. But now, armed with all they knew...now, they had to truly go up against the Witch, and somehow.....win.
Right?
The Witch, Lambdadelta was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling brightly at everyone. There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
As they looked around, they might have also been surprised to see that their forms had changed - perhaps only slightly, or a much more dramatic change. It seemed like this place demanded a different form in some way, even if it was just a change of clothing.
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Yesterday had been the start of the game. But now, armed with all they knew...now, they had to truly go up against the Witch, and somehow.....win.
Right?

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[Since they're just off now about Jack's preferences in pointy objects.]
So I'll ask you something else: how and why do you think the knife was used?
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[ Frowning a bit. It sucks when it's someone you actually like. ]
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[If any wound-diggers or examiners want to chime in, now is the time.]
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Beats me. That was my first time investigating a knife wound.
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[ Scratching his head. ]
Or maybe it was pulled out of his hand?
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Could the culprit have knocked on his door and attempted to stab him when he opened it? If so, Riku could have instinctively tried to shield himself with his hand.
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[Depending on who wrote the words, of course.]
Anything else?
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Instead, it could have been someone with the foresight to test the windows in advance.
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[Just something to keep in mind, even if it is peripheral to their cause right now.]
I did say that they just need to know the mansion well -- not that they need to know it best. They would also have some connection to the victim.
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You are right. Should we ask how many of us investigated the mansion and which rooms they explored? I imagine most of us at least looked around, but surely there are some who took a closer look than the rest.
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[AKA she's probably going to try and trick it out of people again, if needed. Who knows.]
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[ Do what she cannot, Luna...! Trick ev'rrybody! ]