DAY 2 - Trial

[islandiastaff]

[Welcome to Lounge Three! Just like the last two, aside from the convenient river access. Half of you are relaxed and possibly a little drunk, and the other half are hungry and exhausted from the trek. M.C, of course is already here.]

Congrrrrratulations! You've made it to the one, the only, the singular LOUNGE THREE!

With no further ado, it's time to begin today's Trial of Justice!

[The lounge is locked - if you want in, looks like you have to do the trial first! M.C leads the way to the usual bonfire clearing]

Twenty-one players remain! Six among them are spies! Can you out them in time? Ladies and gentlemen, happy hunting!

[Mechanics are the same as yesterday. Vote here!]

Comments

[synchrownization]

[Hans makes himself comfortable before the fire, the memory of his bug-eating experience forgotten now that it's time to GET DOWN TO BUSINESS AND DEFEAT THE SPIES!!!]

Okay, I think we've had a little more time to gather more info, so if you've got anything that everyone should hear, let's hear it now.

[candyrocks]

I don't know nothing! You can't convict!

[candyrocks]

Hey, I had an idea! How about if everybody just writes down who they think is a spy! The detective will write, too! And we all mix up what everybody wrote and see what we said!

[skyentist]

Huh. That's not a bad idea, but I don't know if we have enough paper for that. We're going to need to use these here for the fire, after all.

[And she's not denuding her notebook for this, sorry.]

[scarfphiliac]

What, seriously? Without any discussion??

[crosses arms]

What if all the answers are different, what then?

[s2g]

[ this kid is going places. don't think he didn't notice you eating those skewers, buddy. ]

Could work.

[life_is_megas_wonderful]

That is a very clever idea, Greg! Then we aren'ts gonna be biased by who says what!

[maidensbunraku]

[Her respect for you has gone up quite a bit.]

Not a bad idea. It keeps people safe with their theories that they are not ready to say yet.

[fullonbraced]

Like... a vote inside of a vote?!

Awesome idea, little dude!

[carptricks]

. . . isn't that almost the exact same thing as voting?

[except with the votes not counting]

[zerotodoro]

Clever. That's actually quite clever.

[collateraltsunage]

[HONEY...]

I'm... not so sure.... that will end the way we want.

[s2g]

[ Lord in heaven, this hiking is gonna kill him. and he's starved.

after trying the lounge door only to find it locked up tighter than a bottle of hooch, Wolfwood drags himself down to the bonfire and...

just kind of grouchily, sweatily sits in the nearest bit of cleared space he can find.

give him a minute. ]

[life_is_megas_wonderful]

...Need some water?

[synchrownization]

I'm guessing you took the scenic route. The really scenic route.

[fullonbraced]

...You okay, man? You need anything?

[Like a new body because it looks like this one is about to give out.]

[carptricks]

[TOTALLY MUNCHING ON A PERSIMMON he grabbed during the hike]

. . . soooo you need something to eat?

[he's got a couple more in his pockets]

[collateraltsunage]

[Glances over at him, unimpressed]

[She's eating some persimmons awkwardly in the process]

I suppose the climate is getting to you?

[She says, like she wasn't sweating with the rest of them]

[poetryandclarinet]

[Okay so the lounge is locked and everyone's trying to think of good ideas for the trial... Wirt wants to think of something himself but he's not very useful for this kind of thing, plus his mind is all jumbled up from the long and tiring trek here so in the end, he'll just sit himself down near the fire and watch it flicker.

Plans... plans....]

[s2g]

Oi, don't stare at it for too long, kid.

[fullonbraced]

[Robin was sitting back for a bit, thinking about just how they could get an actual spy this time. They couldn't just abstain every trial! That was stupid!

Sighing she stuck her hands in her pockets, and suddenly her eyes widen.]

Heeeey!!

[She jumps up and digs into her pocket, producing what appears to be a cocktail napkin.]

I think I know who's a spy, guys!

[candyrocks]

Really? Who!

[zerotodoro]

Huh? What do you mean?

[sweetssuite]

[Kanade sits on her hands, rocking back and forth, before finally giving a massive shrug and sighing.]

I can't think of a single thing to swing this one way or another. [Spending most of the first day sitting back and grumbling as much as possible probably didn't help.] Does anyone have anything concrete, or are we pretty much just guessing at this point still?

[exfired]

Well, we got someone slippin' notes under the name detective and tellin' us who's a spy, if you wanna call it concrete.

[teethteethteeth]

I might as well say it. I'm the Jailer and can prove it if everyone votes to abstain so I can get rid of Tsuruya. That'll save the detectives from having to inspect me.

[livefreely]

But wouldn't that mean the spies would off you afterwards?

[That's a really bold move you're making, but she's not going to say that it's a good or bad idea.]