Third Trial

[stagemanagers]

[Once again, the sound of opening doors echoes through the opera house as the investigation draws to a close.

Time for your third trial.

The courtroom looks the same as ever, save that Darla and Eliza's podiums are now arranged in the same funerary fashion as the other deceased cast members. The lights from the bulbs standing in their places seem to cast the rest of the house even more in shadow, even as the crystal chandeliers still glitter dimly above. The Balladeer is hidden backstage once more, somewhere behind the red curtain drawn shut across the stage. Once everyone's taken their places, he speaks up.]

Alright. Let's do this.

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[dechagny]

Let us take a look at the bottle...

[Alright, so what shade of makeup smear is on the bottle?]

[stagemanagers]

[It's sort of generically white-person colored, I guess? It's the same shade as the stuff everyone received in Week One.]

[sunshineprincess]

[That doesn't absolve anyone now.]

Everyone got that... I tossed mine out.

[dechagny]

[Y'all could've said "peachy" and I would've died laughing]

It seems...that it would blend with most of our skintones. I placed what I received in the costume shop.

[solomonjihad]

I don't even remember where mine went. Its probably somewhere in my room.

[It probably doesn't surprise anyone that she wouldn't wear make up. That and Anna can attest to the, um, messiness of her room]