shslanon | Chapter 1: School Trial

[You all descend down a large elevator - at least, those who are alive. It's a huge, non-descript elevator with no music to make it any less creepy. At the bottom floor, which it automatically descends to once everyone is inside, there's a large circle of podiums with placards of photos - photos of them: Jonah, Pidge, Missy, Lev, Janssen, Maria, Nemo, Jakub, Saira, Alex, Aurelia, Bri, Prudence, and Geoffrey. Tony and Jack's portraits, while there, are scratched out with red ink. Sitting atop a small platform is Yuri, lounged out casually in a large chair. ]

Come in, come in! Find your spots and we'll begin the trial!

[Eventually it seems everyone is settled in their spots, and Yuri sits back in his chair, steeping his fingers.]

So, the gist that you have to accuse someone of being the culprit in this case! You do this by voting. Democracy is the wave of the future, after all! The time limit is until I'm bored! And if the gathered votes are wrong, you all die, alright?

...Oh, and by the way, you dumbasses, there is a murderer amongst you. I'll show you the video once you've voted.

[He motions at them, smiling.]

So, let's begin! Who's got a theory?

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[To play: Post a top-level comment with your character's theory. Responders will dispute the claims or ask for clarification. This may get messy in terms of format, but hopefully it will make future trials easier! Also, if there are any major development things (such as, for this case, Jack being dead), they can be addressed in a thread, as well. If you have any concerns or questions, please send me a message.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Um, okay.

[I mean, it's not like there's anything wrong with showing it soooo]

[Opens it]

[And see? Everything's there!]

[Except, the thread's been used, and ribbons neatly placed under all the stuff]

[oh]

[oh no]

[no]

[scowls deeply]

You told me you didn't use it!

Oh...

Um, this isn't my sewing kit!

Whose is it? Where's yours?

I don't know where mine is! Someone switched my kit with this one!

...You know how? Did you have it out? Did you set it somewhere? Was anyone in your room?

I don't know! S-Someone must've broke into my room while I was out!

But the doors lock!

[getting increasingly agitated, no, Pidge, don't be the murderer...]

Where's your key?

... I dunno! Someone stole it?

You don't have it now?

No...?

Where'd you keep it?

It's usually under my hat since I don't have pockets, but it's not there.

...Did it ever fall off or something? Did you take it off?

I think it fell off. Um...

When?!

[to think, this kid thought that speaking up during the trial was going to be difficult.]

Yesterday?! D-Don't yell like that, use your inside voice!

But-!

[slumps miserably on the podium. This is not looking good for Pidge...]

What time yesterday? Didn't you sleep in your room?
...and how'd you get back in if your key got stolen?