tikirobo | [ WEEK FIVE

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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[ For whatever the reason, it takes her a few moment to answer. Struggling with wooden lips, perhaps. It's been a long month (and a bit). ]

The first, for now.

... Shall I say what I know, then?

[ Again, the words ... are difficult. Lucina has been left briefly breathless many times in this trial, for whatever reason.

Like the rest of them, she's tired. ]

You may do whatever you think is best. Know it comes with my blessing.

[...]

Very well.

[He's silent for a long moment, his expression conflicted, before he breathes in, and then out.]

... As a few of us in this room know, as do you—you are the final Wickie, Lucina.

[lets out a small hum, brows raising, but! she says nothing, linking her hands behind her head and rocking back on her heels like this isn't a big deal at all]

[Lief glances at her, but says nothing either.]

Whoa, whoa! What's with that crestfallen look? It doesn't suit you at all!

... Magilou.

It's fine.

[nonchalant!]

I believe I'm beginning to see where this is all going, honestly.

You do not have to pretend it is fine.

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[...

well, this is fine, probably.]

Boooo, who cares.

[ honestly she's just being shitty for the sake of it at this point ]

[he's kind of tired of her being absolutely shitty for the sake of it.]

Not you, because you have nothing to worry about this weekend, right?

[ beams at him. ]

Would you look at that, it can think after all! Amazing.

Your glorious plot armor will only last you so long, Vriska.

[something grabs his hand and tugs on it. gently, yet firmly]

[look, he's not going to do anything else but call her out on her shit. he already promised her that much, didn't he?]

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Oooh, scary. Big bad Akira threatening me! I'm shaking in my cute orange boots!

[he's just done with her shit, honestly.]

You're not doing yourself any favors by being a huge asshole when we're trying to make the best possible outcome. But if you want to keep making enemies for no damn reason, go ahead.

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... And you are the final Siren, aren't you?

[ It's just for the sake of propriety, or something. Lucina knows what the answer is. ]

What would you have me do?

Sure am.

[ more fingerguns! ]

Do whatever you want, I don't give a shit. You of all people know I did my best, Lucina. Not my problem you fucked up.

[Yeah, that makes about as much sense as everything else on the island. So...what now? He's just going to watch.]

Oh, hey, Lief.

[ she'll wage him over. ]

Since it's all out in the open now I can tell you: unraveling the game isn't what I meant by the final mystery! I mean, you can do that, it's not a bad idea? But I was telling you to solve the murders, doofus.

[He nods.]

... I was getting that impression from how you were pushing for that today. Thank you, Vriska.

[overhearing this, Magilou's gaze immediately swivels in Lucina's direction. it's calm. empty, as usual, but she's watching]