[ WEEK FIVE – TRIAL ]

[chiefexe]

TRIAL

In the morning, the beach comes back to life. Birds are back to cawing, the fish splash in the ocean, and insects buzz cheerfully from the jungle. Crabs skitter across the sand and seagulls fight over food (possibly yours). It's a frightening contrast to the stillness of yesterday but it doesn't mean it's over yet. After all, today is the trial. The Chief stands at the front of the longhouse and brings his hand up to his mouth to let out a whistle. He'll thumb back to the hut-like building behind him and very clearly state -- "Trial time, everyone. Get in here and figure out who did it." And then he'll turn to head in. The other Chief helpfully pipes up with a, "Make sure to bring a snack, and maybe some water. Hydration is key to catching murderers!" The longhouse is set up like a meeting hall, with long benches on each wall, facing each other. There's a table at the front of the room already holding a small box and a pad of papers and pen, for voting apparently. Aside from that, the room is empty. It’s only when everyone has taken a seat that the doors close and the Chief speaks. "Well, have at it. You've got till nine." And then, he points to a clock on the wall that reads 12:00. Good luck. Welcome to the trial post! Characters are free to discuss everything related to the trial here. They won't be let out of the room until 9PM when voting ends. Every character must vote and the voting post can be found here. If there are any questions, please shoot a message to this journal or to tikirobo.

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Comments

[makeaname]

The simplest answer to that would be that we continued where we left off back in our own worlds.

[Nanashi didn't consider himself smart enough for any of this and he was still emotionally compromised after yesterday, but he was still going to try to put in some effort. After all, he's alive and Yona isn't. He had to put some in some extra effort for her.]

But knowin' this place... Things aren't ever as simple.

[spinatalltale]

Nope! Never is.

[rolls her shoulders back in a shrug]

We have one final game of two truths and a lie, right?

[makeaname]

Yeah, we do. As much as I wanna figure out who the killers are...

[Out of personal revenge, but he knew that it wasn't going to bring anyone back. It would only bring him self-satisfaction over anything else. Getting overly emotional right now wasn't going to help anyone figure things out.]

We should focus on ending this shitty game. It's what the others would want.

[spinatalltale]

I find myself agreeing with that logic. Now! I suppose all that's left is to come to a consensus.

[makeaname]

And if worst comes to worst with that "Two Truths and One Lie" thing... We've still got the "Who Killed Who" game to lean back on as a Plan B.

Though I'd rather not jump to that one since we'd be too busy throwin' coconuts at each other.

[spinatalltale]

We've never been too good at the "who killed who" game, have we? I gets booooring after a while.

[makeaname]

And it's hard to take naps here with all of the screamin'. That one crazy bitch nearly burnt down this whole place last time.

[spinatalltale]

[folds her arms and glances around the room]

I'm fairly certain no one here will take such drastic measures in the eleventh hour.

Probably.