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First Trial
[As the investigation ends, you'll hear Hester's voice inviting you to the auditorium. As this happens, the twin doors on either side of the concession stand, across from the gym, will click open. You can enter on either side; both go to the same place.
When you enter the auditorium, it's dark. There's only the small lights along the walkway behind all the seats, just enough to illuminate where you're going. There's a central path between the seats, down towards where you know the stage must be. That's where you must be going, right? As you pass each row of seats, the lights at their ends flick on, marking your procession and slowly making more and more of the room visible. Shortly, you can see your destination: a circle of podiums stationed in the orchestra pit, below the lip of the darkened, curtained stage. They're all identical, labeled with a cast member's name, save for Mumble's, which is draped in black crepe and has a framed monochrome photo of him - Elijah Wood him - on top.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. It's time to meet the Wizard.
The mechanical head, with glowing green eyes, is installed above the stage and the still-closed curtain. Even if you were standing on the stage, it'd be well out of reach. It peers down at all of you, its motions fluid, and speaks with a booming, artificial-sounding voice:]
Welcome to your first trial, everyone. I am the Wizard. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Mumble. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
When you enter the auditorium, it's dark. There's only the small lights along the walkway behind all the seats, just enough to illuminate where you're going. There's a central path between the seats, down towards where you know the stage must be. That's where you must be going, right? As you pass each row of seats, the lights at their ends flick on, marking your procession and slowly making more and more of the room visible. Shortly, you can see your destination: a circle of podiums stationed in the orchestra pit, below the lip of the darkened, curtained stage. They're all identical, labeled with a cast member's name, save for Mumble's, which is draped in black crepe and has a framed monochrome photo of him - Elijah Wood him - on top.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. It's time to meet the Wizard.
The mechanical head, with glowing green eyes, is installed above the stage and the still-closed curtain. Even if you were standing on the stage, it'd be well out of reach. It peers down at all of you, its motions fluid, and speaks with a booming, artificial-sounding voice:]
Welcome to your first trial, everyone. I am the Wizard. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Mumble. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
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Wait. What do you mean 'if we want to leave this room alive'?
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What?! None of you ever mentioned anything like that before? Why are you just telling us NOW!?
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No, that's not - you didn't say that would happen! Isn't it bad enough that one person is already dead?
[ His voice breaks and he trembles on the spot, eyes growing wet. This doesn't make any sense. ]
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You can't make them do this. This isn't their crime.
[ By "them," she means Orpheus, specifically. He shouldn't have to go through this. He's been through enough, this week. Eurydice steps forward, taking her turn to be a buffer between the Wizard and Orpheus, even though she's only like five feet tall. ]
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[ For the first time since they discovered Mumble's body, Peregrine snaps out of her funk. She looks...mad. ]
What...is this even supposed to accomplish?! Why are you doing this?!
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Well. Never mind.
He stiffens, watching Maya carefully while also staying close to Farrah and Salieri.]
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...Sorry, Discord.]
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You have to be mad! No one here would have killed knowing those were the terms. I believe all of us here are better than that.
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[This. He.
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You...you cruel man...! This is wrong!
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Junko Enoshima wants her shit back, you fucking hack!
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How is that in any way fair??? Is it not enough that we let a murderer get away free???
cw: suicidal ideation
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