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second 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. Elisabeth and Connor have joined Mumble in having theirs draped in black crepe and with a framed monochrome photo of them on top.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. the Wizard is once again waiting for you. Beside it Hester is slowly lowers in on her bubble. Her dress this week is a purple monstrosity, more akin to a voluminous prom dress than the simple outfits she usually wears.
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 second trial, everyone. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Connor. 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. Elisabeth and Connor have joined Mumble in having theirs draped in black crepe and with a framed monochrome photo of them on top.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. the Wizard is once again waiting for you. Beside it Hester is slowly lowers in on her bubble. Her dress this week is a purple monstrosity, more akin to a voluminous prom dress than the simple outfits she usually wears.
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 second trial, everyone. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Connor. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
VOTING
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>Most Likely to Make a Comeback
[Ominous name, all things considered.]
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Slams that SQUIP button!!! But gently. For Rina. ]
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Angus presses in his answer slowly and carefully.]
The SQUIP
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[ but she will slam that SQUIP button on her podium. ]
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Re: VOTING
He didn't want to rely on others to do stuff for him again.]
>Most Likely to Make a Comeback
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He feels guilty for actually feeling bad for the SQUIP. He doesn't crave its death. He just wishes this never happened.
So instead of punching the button, he does so with silent resignation.]
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>SQUIP
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>SQUIP
>SQUIP
>SQUIP-
[LSP is just repeatedly slamming the button, even if there's only a response the first time. It's cathartic, in a really pathetic way.]
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If anyone needs me to vote for them, I will.
[As it stands, she's doing this one herself.
>Most Likely to Make a Comeback.
She's tired, righteously infuriated on top of that. It's that burst of adrenaline that's still keeping her going.]
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The SQUIP is not voting at all. Sorry, busy talking to the Wizard.]
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>Most Likely to Make a Comeback
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She shivers. Only now she remembers she’s still just in a sports bra and pants. Gathering up her cloak, she wraps it around herself. Connor’s blood has stained the deerskin liner, but she can barely think about that right now. All she thinks is it’s from him, it was a gift.
She slams down a button on her podium. ]
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[ And then she wraps her arms around herself. With the cloak, maybe she can pretend it’s Connor giving her a hug. She knows that’s a little silly, she doesn’t know if he’d do it— and later, that will plague her, thinking about others projecting onto Connor, the lies that apparently hurt him after death (death, oh, Connor)—
But right now, she’s selfish. Maybe…a lot of the time, she’s selfish. ]
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... But she thinks of Sissi's "execution". That disgusting farce. She wouldn't wish that on ANYONE, not even a cold-blooded murderer. Is it really fair to the SQUIP, to put it through that sort of macabre show?
If she doesn't, though... everyone else will die. She can't let that happen. So with a heavy sigh, Elsa pushes the button.]
>The SQUIP
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But... seems that Elsa decided to do it herself. Could she say something? Would it help?
Probably not now. Later, then.]