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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...🗈

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?

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[As always, Lambdadelta is there - looking very excited, surprisingly.]

Okay! So, first things first - let me just give you a primer on the game.

[She waves her hand - and everyone there will suddenly get all the information contained on these pages in their head, stuck there as if by magic.]

I know that's a lot to go through, but don't ask any questions right now, okay? First, I have to tell you what actually happened to poor Riku-kun. Watch closely, and you might learn something~

[Suddenly, a portal of space opens up...and something begins to play on it.]

It was a quiet summer night, and the moon’s light fell softly through the window into Riku’s room - though not for long, as he locked his window and shut the curtains automatically, following what had to be a common routine.

Much like any of the others who had been brought into this game, Riku had been quietly winding down for the night. There wasn’t much on his mind, only a faint curiosity at what tomorrow would bring, if anything.

Part of him wondered if the Witch had been lying about the whole thing...but then again, if she was telling the truth, then tomorrow they would wake up to a fake murder scene to go over as part of the game they ‘agreed’ to.

Just as he was through thinking that…a dark corner of his room seemed to gleam, a few sparks appearing out of thin air from the shadows. Noticing this, Riku attempted to shine light onto that corner of the room and banish the darkness , but it was too late - the sparks shivered and grew, until-

“Yahoooo, it’s meeeee, the powerful and adorable Lambdadelta~! How are you doing tonight, Riiiikuuuu? Hope I didn’t disturb anything~”

At her appearance - bright and magical, just like the first time she’d ever appeared before them - Riku looked at her with a faint wariness in his gaze.

“...I'm fine. What're you up to, visiting so late?”

“Huh? Well, nothing much. Just that you’ve been chosen for the victim this week, is all.”

At that, Riku’s eyes widened, his stoic persona shattering for just a moment.

“What?!

...Who’s the one that “chose” me, then?”

Lambdadelta wagged a finger at him, like a mother scolding her naughty child. Only….There was not even a trace of any compassion in her expression, only a deep amusement and excitement. That look….would send a chill down anyone’s spine…

“You don’t need to know, okaaaay? All you have to do….is be killed by me. It’s that simple~”

He grit his teeth, thinking it over.

The Witch had said deaths were temporary, but….with his life at stake, he wasn’t the least bit sure that he still trusted in her words. She’d also said the killing was ‘fake’...and if he had to die, then that had obviously been a lie.

“Don't think I'll just follow along so easily. I don't just let myself get killed, no matter the situation.”

Lambdadelta huffed a little, puffing out her cheeks. It would have looked cute, if this hadn’t been a conversation between a murderer and her victim.

“Aww, come on. This is part of the gaaame! You can’t just say you want to quit just because you got picked, you know? Just lie back and accept it, okay? I’ll even make it quick and painless if you cooperate!”

“....Not like I'd have much choice, do I?”

Those words sounded like he’d accepted his fate - indeed, if anyone had heard them, they would have assumed he had given into the will of the Witch.

But they would be wrong. Despite feeling a rising tide of hopelessness pooling in his chest, Riku never gave up thinking about how to escape from this situation, trying to grasp at even the smallest possibility for escape…!

But Lambdadelta giggled, unaware of his determination, and shook her head.

“ Glad you understand so well, Riku-kun~

Well, I think I’m done talking about this. Time to get down to business. Oh, but I don’t want to get my own hands dirty with this, so….hmm….Should I just summon one of the Goats to take you down?”

Lambdadelta seemed to consider this, before shaking her head.

“...Nah. Even though you don’t have your powers, that would make this way too messy. And it’s not like I can just reconstitute your corpse from being chewed up, you know? I’m not an Endless Witch, and I want to take it easy on people on the ‘human’ side for once.

So….ah! I’ve got the perfect idea...Beato might be a little mad, but I’m only going to borrow one for a moment.”

From her position in the air, the Witch thrust her hands down at the ground, where an ominous glow began to form. Stepping back, Riku watched, feeling a sense of dread as the glow spread into a wide circle, mysterious symbols appearing along with inner lines.

When it was complete, a magical circle thrummed with dark energy on the floor of his room, and he knew just from feeling it that there was no way he could interfere with whatever she was about to do. With a sort of temporary feeling of awe and helplessness, he could only watch as she began to chant:

“Come, arise, forgive the Sin! One of the Seven Stakes of Purgatory...aaah, it doesn’t really matter which one responds to this! Whoever you are, respond to my call! The Witch of Certainty, Lady Lambdadelta, demands you appear!”

The glowing from the magic circle rose, the red light twisting into shapes - first as a pointed stake, and then...slowly becoming a humanlike form. Long hair put up into high pigtails, the outline of some outlandish costume appearing…

When the light faded, a young girl was standing there.

“Asmodeus the Lustful, right here. ...Lady Lambdadelta, it’s been sooo long! I’m so honored you summoned me!”

...To Riku, this felt as if he had entered into a dark, shadowy timeline.

Still, he was no fool. He kept his eyes firmly on her face - he didn’t want to even give something with the title ‘The Lustful’ an excuse to do….whatever - knowing that he was the one at the greatest disadvantage here.

...In fact, he barely had an advantage at all.

Despite that, he still spoke - quietly, yet incredulously, much like anyone would be when faced with this sort of situation.

“...Are you kidding me right now?”

Lambdadelta, ignoring her soon-to-be victim’s reaction to such an impossible thing happening in front of him, simply waved her hand. “Don’t mention it. Listen, so I’ve got a job for you, and he’s standing right over there. Kill him however you want - just make it impressive, okaaaay~? I’ve got to make the first murder look good, even if this is just a trial game.”

Amodeus looked over at Riku and gave a delighted squeal, hovering over to Riku’s side for a moment.

“Oooh, he’s just gorgeous! Thank you for letting me have such beautiful prey, Lady Lambdadelta! *giggle* Are you scared, cute boooooy? *giggle giggle* So cuuute….you’ll get even cuter when I pierce right through you, you know? *giggle* You’ll let me run right through you, right? Riiiight~?”

Not caring for any protests, the woman merely laughed loudly before suddenly changing form to one of the stakes that could be seen in the master bedroom. Instead of obeying gravity, like an inanimate object should, the stake floated in the air...and then shot up, flashes of light following as it spun around the room.

Pang-pang-pang-pang!

The noise it made as it hit the walls was akin to that of a gigantic woodpecker, seeking out the delicious bugs under the trunk of the tree it clung to….only it wasn’t seeking bugs, but human flesh…

Riku was no stranger to battles of life and death, so he managed to see the stake headed straight for him. But with no way to defend himself…!

*Splorch.*

The stake….lanced straight in his gut, the pain white hot and blinding. It was an awful wound, and as the blood dripped down to the floor, Riku grit his teeth, not wanting either of them to hear him crying in pain.

“Oooh, see? Riiiiight through you! Hey hey, come on, let me do some more, please? Let me pierce you some more! It’ll stop hurting soon, I proooooo~mise! Kyahahahahahahaha!”

Asmodeus ripped herself right out of Riku’s gut - and that was when Riku began to make his move. If she were confined to the room, then all he had to do was get out of it!

“Running awaaaaay? Oh, come on, I won’t let you get away from me that easily~ I’m greedy with pretty boys, you know? I have to pierce them aaaaalll up, *giggle giggle* Kyahahahahaha, run, cute boy, see if you can get away from me!!”

The light of the stake of lust lit up the room again...and again, a dull *splorch* resounded as Riku staggered back from the white hot pain lancing through his chest, a red flower of blood blooming on his shirt from the wound the stake made.

But the she wasn’t done playing with her new toy. Laughing cruelly, even as he still hurried for the door, she shot straight through his hand, palm first - the tip of the stake showing through the back of his hand…!

Pulling it out to that same, irritating laughter, he reached for the door -

...Only to find that it was locked.

“Isn’t it obvious?” The Witch’s voice sneered from the corner. “I’m not going to just let you waltz right out of the room. Look, it’s right there on the door, see?”

Incredibly, in front of him, letters began to appear, written in a deep, red ink...almost like blood.

‘S O |’

“You’re ‘Shit Out of Luck’, right? *cackle cackle*”

The blood, dripping down from the letters, from his hand and from his body...seemed to take his fight with it. Was he….really not getting out of this situation alive? Even though he wanted to keep fighting, keep going….

...His body….was beginning to give out….

Turning around just before his knees gave out, Riku collapsed to the floor - but still defiantly stared at the Demon who was still clanging around the room. This - this had to be his end, and yet...he refused to go out cowering or unconscious.

A human, perhaps, might have left their victim to bleed, self assured by the death they would face from blood loss. But, in the end, Asmodeus was a demon.

And she had no mercy.

*THOCK*

Riku’s body shuddered...and relaxed. The reason was quite simple, as any living being would have done the same under the same circumstances.

That was….because the stake...had pierced right through his forehead, killing him instantly.

He slumped against the door, his eyes nearly closing all the way, the stake sticking halfway out like some kind of grim oni or unicorn horn. But in a scattering of red, even that disappeared...leaving only a gaping hole behind, and the demon Lambdadelta had summoned.

Asmodeus groaned and stretched, acting like she’d just gotten done with some sort of strenuous, yet pleasurable activity, color rising to her face in a bright red as she floated around in an energized manner.

“Aaaaah, that was so greaaaat! I’m gonna remember that last face he made for sooooo long from now on! It’s so disappointing he didn’t last long enough for me to pierce him a couple more times….Hey, hey, I have to tell everyone - they’re going to be sooo jealous!”

After quietly checking that Riku was, indeed, completely dead...Lambdadelta just smiled, conjuring up a candy and tossing it her way.

“Ah, will they? I guess I get it - Furniture wants to be used, right? And it’s been a while since Beato used you guys, so I thought you might be a little rusty….guess I didn’t have to worry at all.”

“Of course you didn’t! Even if we were out of use, we’re still top notch magical furniture! Anyway, if you ever need one of us sisters again, make sure you call for me specifically, okaaay? Especially if the victim’s a cutie like that one. *giggle.*”

“Yeah, yeah. Bye-bye, Asmo-chan. See you again, someday.”

With those carefree words from the Witch, Asmodeus vanished in a brilliant twisting of light, leaving only Lambdadelta behind...and the body still slumped against the door. Looking over her work, she giggled - and turned her back on the body, not sparing it another glance.

“Thanks, Riku-kun. It was fun, seeing you scurry around like that. It managed to alleviate just a little of my boredom, anyway….Just the tiniest sliver.”

And with that, Lambdadelta herself vanished away.

Edited 2019-02-16 17:47 (UTC)

[The portal fades away, and Lambdadelta claps her hands, as if trying to redraw their attention back to her.]

So! Now you've all seen what I said happened to Riku-kun. You've got a couple of options you can take here. You can agree that I killed him with Asmo-chan, and then this whoooole trial will end...though I'll be super disappointed, so I hope you won't do that.

Or, you can argue against it - because you're on the human side! You'll have to come up with a theory using the Blue Truth, and dodge my expertly crafted Red Truth~

Anyway, I don't really care if you get it right. So long as you present me with a splendid Blue Truth that denies that I, the cute and great Lambdadelta, did it - then you win! ...Well, for this week, anyway.

Oh, but, it's not like you have endless time. Even I'd get bored if you tried to drag this out, you know? Soooo...I'll give you six hours. ...Yeah, I think that sounds fair.

Six hours from now, if there's no Blue Truth that I accept, then the trial will end in a win for the Witch Side.

I guess I'll also clarify a few other things for you guys. Oh, but, I'm not talking to all of you. I'm talking to the ones watching this.

[and indeed....when she speaks next, to the characters gathered, it sounds like magic-tinged gibberish.

But...you understand perfectly what this means, right?]

If there's two or more theories that have enough characters behind them, a vote page will be put up for everyone to vote on which theory their character is going with.

You can treat the rest of the page like how normal trials work, but always remember that you can ask the Witch to clarify stuff at any time - just keep in mind how the Red works from the page.

If there's any issues or questions, just ask it to the mods on Discord.

Code for Blue Truth:

[And as she finishes up that bit, she sighs.]

...Okay, I think all the boring setup stuff is done now. So! You can ask me to repeat any Red I've previously stated, or ask me to repeat a theory that you have in Red.

....Of course, I have the right to refuse to repeat anything if it's not advantageous to me, but since this is a trial run, I'm going to take it easy on all of you.

With that said....Let's begin! Was Riku's death a Mystery, or a Fantasy? You'll be the ones deciding that, so don't let me down!

[Well that sure was... a lot. And already he sees some huge holes in the story: but first Takashi takes a moment to check out his new appearance. The curled demon horns, the claws- everything a fearsome demon should have. Nice. And his suit is just a little fancier instead of a salaryman's attire. Very spiffy.

He still has stake-chan and the gun on him, as well as the gory bullets. But for now, they are tucked away]

So, who wants to go over everything we found? Unless you wanna just go with what she said so we can break for lunch, kekeke~

[OH YEAH SPEAKING OF STAKE-CHAN...

Hey, is your jacket rustling? Specifically, is the stake wiggling? Actually, you can make out-]

Kyaaaa, I've been kidnapped by a handsome man!

[...It sounds identical to the voice from the girl in the retelling.]

Difficult though it may be, I believe we should go over what was found.

W-whoa-!!

[He fumbles around his coat, trying not to fumble the fucking gun while trying to get her out]

[She doesn't have her cloak, it's been replaced with a flower. This is not good for hiding.

But she does peer over at the yell.]

Hello there?

Yeah- the witch's story isn't even very good- we can definitely come up with something better.

I... imagine so. I did not see the scene so I cannot say how much of her story is true, but I shall listen to all who speak with an open mind.

Who would like to begin?

[ Need a hand with that? ]

Oh boy. Sounds like you made a friend.

[It's okay, Asmodeus floats out of her own accord, changing into human form in a blink of an eye and clinging to Takashi's arm in a cutesy fashion.]

Thanks for sharing your body heat with me for so long~~

[The colors warped, the world enveloped them all... And in an instant, Bruno felt lighter than he had gotten used to.

He had been one of those who had been drastically changed by this world. Bruno stared at his own paws, touching his own face in shock. He's still recognizable, in spite of the changes, for this new form must be what a "blue gelert" should look like. Back to his old self, for the first time in years... Until he noticed the claws.

He doesn't need to see what his eyes look like. He realizes this is part of the witch's illusion, and the curse was still there.

Bruno manages to shake himself out of his bewilderment as the fantasy begins to play.]

... Erm. [Even his voice sounds lighter than usual, befitting a young adult rather than a monster.] So, about the blood on the door... Couldn't Riku have written that message himself?

Edited 2019-02-16 17:57 (UTC)

[She's turned into her human form, and she....ignores the greeting, as she's too busy clinging onto Takashi for now. Whoops.]

Might as well.

[Takashi takes the gun out so everyone can see.]

I found this under my pillow yesterday morning. My door was still locked and I didn't put it there. Inside three bullets were missing. It's not from the Master Bedroom: I checked- while I was doing that I noticed one of the stakes was slightly moved so I took it with me.

When I went to investigate the windows I learned they are pretty easy to open, even when locked and I broke into Riku's room. He was already dead. He had three wounds: one in his gut, one in his chest and one in his head. The one in his head was clearly a gunshot. And I was able to remove the bullet from his head. The other wounds wouldn't have been fatal right away, but the headshot definitely would have been.

The two other wounds look like weird stab wounds that match the stake somewhat but deep in the wounds I found the other two missing bullets. He also had a defensive wound in his hand that punched straight through.

[ Here's Jack, looking like some kind of fancy war hero or something like that. There seems to something extra shiny about him beyond the uniform. Like he's a little brighter, almost shiny in his own kind of light.

He doesn't seem to be paying attention to any of that though. Looking around for Big Blue as he puts his hands on his hips. ]

I found a knife under my bed.

Edited 2019-02-16 17:58 (UTC)

[Asuma doesn't undergo any physical change, but his uniform inverts in color, leaving him blinking in surprise. His expression becomes sad for a moment, but he quickly shakes his head and looks upwards once more, determined.]

That story doesn't explain the bullets at all, either.

"Sol," was it? If he was indeed near the door, perhaps he could have. And I do find the Lady's suggestion strange.

Edited (oops called her a witch but luna more respectful than that) 2019-02-16 17:58 (UTC)

[For the last week she'd been hiding out in her cloak. Not taking the shackles off. That's all thrown out the window when they get pulled in.

Instead she ends up wearing what appears to be a cross between an off-shoulder blouse, jeans and a bodysuit. The little flower in hair and the long plait would be cute.

If it was obvious where she'd gotten the name scarred from. There was the one on her face. But without the cloak and the style of her shirt, the scars across her shoulders, collar, neck and hands were clearly visible.

But she's not worried about it right now. She's busy frowning at the recreation.]

Was it really necessary for that girl to be so cheerful? I know you said this was faked but still...

[Silver is here, but not in a form anyone will know right off the bat! Instead of a short little hedgehog, he's a fairly short little 14 year old boy with brilliant silver hair and, FOR ONCE IN HIS LIFE, PANTS.]

No! We definitely can't just give up so easily! ... Ah... but I don't really know any details about what happened...

There were bullets?

Asmo-chan's just like that.

Should I be all dour and shouty like Satan-nee? That sounds really boring, though...

A-ahhh- bitch is gonna stab me if she keeps wiggling-!!

... what the fucking hell.

[He doesn't seem to mind her clinging. Or care at all tbh]

His body was leaning against it before I tore it out yesterday morning.

[He clears his throat.] Sorry about that, by the way.

Edited 2019-02-16 18:02 (UTC)

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