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letsplayamurder2025-08-02 02:05 am
letsplayamod) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-08-02 02:05 am
Third trial
That... should suffice, I believe. Enter the arena, your time of judgement has come.
[Short, terse. Typhon is wasting little time today, and it seems you shouldn't either.
Dark soldiers from veins in the earth flank your entrance to the area. Overhead, the clouds give a burst of lightning and a clap of thunder. Past the barrier, Typhon's rift is wrenched open by a giant fist, slowing growing... until Typhon's upper half is revealed.]
You have done well... once again, proving that you are beholden to these squalid natures the gods imprinted on you, in their own hubris!
[Typhon raises his fist... but it falls back.]
...Now, begin. Give the performance I'm sure your darling goddess would give. I will be watching.
[You have your evidence. He's waiting.]
[TRIAL START]
[Short, terse. Typhon is wasting little time today, and it seems you shouldn't either.
Dark soldiers from veins in the earth flank your entrance to the area. Overhead, the clouds give a burst of lightning and a clap of thunder. Past the barrier, Typhon's rift is wrenched open by a giant fist, slowing growing... until Typhon's upper half is revealed.]
You have done well... once again, proving that you are beholden to these squalid natures the gods imprinted on you, in their own hubris!
[Typhon raises his fist... but it falls back.]
...Now, begin. Give the performance I'm sure your darling goddess would give. I will be watching.
[You have your evidence. He's waiting.]
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She keeps her head and hands lowered, the latter clasped together in front of the skirt of the habit, still bearing the dark stains of oil from last week (because girl just can't catch a break!!) ]
I was knocking on bedroom doors to check in on people. When Ai answered I thought at first that she must still be sleepy but something was... off. To me she seemed dazed and confused. But more than that there was a rotting smell coming from her bedroom.
[ The way she delivers the account is calm, almost to the point of being monotone. This is a duty that needs to be carried out - she needs to do it right. ]
When she came out I noticed a green ribbon tied around her neck. She started grabbing at it and after she took it off a gash ripped across her throat, as if an invisible knife had just slashed across it. She fell to the ground and that's when I screamed.
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A rotting smell...like something'd been dead for a while?
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[sorry leb]
I promise this is relevant and not just morbid curiosity.
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Others have been speaking to Ai without anything strange going on this week, correct? Was this the first time anything seemed off with her?
forgot to reply to this one
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[Aoi takes off her sweater and puts it over Leb's shoulders. Yes, Aoi just got done washing the thing, but Leb being sad takes priority.]
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[ "snow there are other people who would be upset to see that shit" yea but theyre not leb are they!!!! that's her little guy!!!!! ]
I think that, under the circumstances, it's unlikely to have been your work. I feel that should be said out loud and established.
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[That... seems important, somehow, but he can't think of why.]
Does anyone remember seeing her wearing something like that before?
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[Misane murmurs, and then asks, trying to be gentle:]
Did Ai say anything?
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[Unfortunately.]
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[Typhon gets nothing more than a vitriolic glare and a mutter of bastard and other obscenities' under his breath, before getting on with the 'performance':]
I checked out the armory, looked like somebody paid it a visit recently. Every weapon was accounted for...
[Let me see what you have Ranma, a-- not a knife, but a sheath for one, small like a dagger, produced from his sleeve.]
...'cept for this one. Did anyone find a knife anywhere?
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Her door also had nicks and scratches around the lock on the outside. I used my own key to see if perhaps it was an expected fumble while Ai was trying to get in... but the marks do not match a key at all. But I could not determine what kind of tool, if any at all, were used.
Our doors lock from the inside, do they not?
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So... someone forced open the lock.
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[He even brought it in case anyone wants to look through it!]
Notably, each book here had a ribbon in it, presumably acting as a bookmark.
[Red, blue, purple, gold, and green.]
This one [holding up the green one] in particular is noteworthy, as it seems to be cut short. Whatever made this cut was precise; the cut is very even.
[And yes, for those who want to compare: it is a match for Ai's ribbon.]
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What kind of magic?
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This morning, I felt something odd in the area outside our bedrooms. I really can't describe it further than that, I'm afraid! There was simply a sense that something there was off... and then, of course, that awful smell. When I came to find out what it was, Ai was already bleeding. Most of you saw the rest, of course, and it didn't seem like anyone was in the mood to investigate, so I thought I might as well go into her room.
[ AS. ONE. DOES. ]
The source of the reek Lebkuchen noticed was stale blood, at least a few hours old. Her bed was absolutely covered in it. If it weren't for seeing it myself, I'd have believed she died right there. From the mess on her bed, a trail of blood led to the bathroom. There were some bloody footprints, too. Rather small ones! And whoever walked in wasn't wearing shoes, either. The trail continued to the shower, where there was slight blood on the walls and floor. The floor was still moist, though, so it's likely most of the blood was washed away.
... Well, I said "whoever walked in", but it seems pretty obvious, doesn't it?
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First of all, despite the absolute bloody mess on her bed, there's a lot less blood on her than you'd expect. There's a single clean slice on her neck and nothing else, but besides... [ She gestures at Lebkuchen wordlessly here. ] There isn't much blood from her wound, and very little on the ribbon she was wearing.
Weirder still, the rest of her and her clothes are spotless. Plus, she already changed into her day clothes when she answered the door.
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[Fucking hell]
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The first thing we need to figure out is whether Ai-chan killed herself, right?
I mean, it SEEMS plausible... but slashing myself across the neck isn't how I'd do it. And if she didn't do the deed herself... how did the culprit get into her room?
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cw suicide discussion
mod ping
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cw suicide discussion
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cw: suicide discussion
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Pocket/Body Check
Yo, listen up! We're missin' a knife, so everyone of you, start turnin' out your pockets.
[He leads by example, turning his out. All he's got on him is a water bottle, the knife's sheath and a Rubix's cube.]
I'll come around and give ya'll a patdown, just to be on the safe side. If you got a problem with that, get somebody else to check you.
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There are no knives in there at all, either.
Gamma the gopher is sleeping inside of him where a couple dozen magazines used to be, however. ]
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Re: Pocket/Body Check
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Re: Pocket/Body Check
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catherd
I believe we will simply talk in circles if we continue discussing powers! If our culprit has a power we do not know they are certainly not going to expose it now because we ask nicely.
Instead I suggest we focus on the physical evidence and go over it all again. See if anything was missed. For example- if the small knife was used to cut the ribbon and her throat we should look for someone that could use such a weapon with that level of skill.
[He steps back and sets off his power to try and pick up any strange gestures or tics of nervousness which means he will stop talking since that bullet time shit makes it hard for him to focus on the right now.]
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mod ping
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MAKING A SECOND TL BECAUSE OF A EUREKA MOMENT
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hand check
Alright! Everyone with hands please come here and show them to me. No gloves.
[Welp, Ferdie's usual chipper tone is fucking gone. he's gonna be looking under nails espcially]
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Re: hand check
Re: hand check
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ONCE UPON A TIME, A GIRL WAS ROLLED FOR DEATH...
She has killed. She has been killed. There has been war, and she has fought that war. And she has lost.
And she has lost.
There is nothing in the blank blackness of her eyes as she looks up. ]
Have you all really not figured it out? That we're all doomed? That we've all been plucked from our own stories and put here to die?
Perhaps I just saw it first because I don't have a heart. Because love has never awaited me.
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Even if that was true, why decide to hasten it? Who gave you the right?
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VOTE
[Typhon nods his head, blinking slowly. Tiredly? The flame spouts from the center of the area and you are once again given your paper and writing utensil.]
I believe you know what must be done by now.
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Snow White
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Re: VOTE
The Verdict
Snow White. You have been found guilty, and failed to subvert your fellow godlings. You won't escape from this world alive. Now, step forward.
[The ground splits and a Vein of Tartarus grows from the floor. Much like Sayo, dozens of hands extend from the red maw, reaching and grasping for Snow White's thin form. There's very little she can do about it - there's nowhere to run. In acceptance of her plight, she closes her eyes, and the princess is whisked down into the endless tunnels of Hell.
The vein is once more sealed shut. Snow White is gone. And Typhon gives one last rumbling chuckle to himself.]
I do wonder, just how long this will continue...
[And he's gone too. You've survived another day.]