☆ WEEK TWO ( TRIAL - DAY ONE )

[raisingproject]

Trial Day #1

Saturday, Week 2

Victim

Suspects

Rise and shine, sleepyheads. At exactly 8 AM, characters will be automatically teleported to a place rather familiar to them. In fact, it seems that they were sent home! Congratulations, everyone, you've made it to the Good End-- for like, ten minutes, before they're immediately, once again, whisked away to the familiar courtrooms of last week, a world similar to the one they see in their magical phones. Soon enough, Fav, floating in front of a ginormous tree speaks up, grinning.

"April Fool's, pon~!" Because of course it would be a joke to actually send people home. "Don't worry, that joke doesn't cost any mana, so you don't have to worry about the mana drain, pon. As our apology, we'd like to offer you something else in return, pon."

And that offering is a pie in everyone's faces, no exception. "Anyway, jokes aside, today's trial is for the murder of Eliza Owens, otherwise known as Mystic Mirage, pon. You will have a break for dinner and sleep and then the trial will continue tomorrow morning! If you have any questions in regards to this trial, please feel free to let me know, and I'll try to answer it to the best of my abilities, pon! Of course, you're not allowed to ask me who the culprit is, because that would be unfair. So make sure to find the culprit and execute them properly, pon! You wouldn't want to kill an innocent person, would you?"

And now, on their magical phones, characters will finally be able to find the autopsy report as the discussion begins. At 8 PM, everyone will be dismissed to have dinner and go back to their rooms.

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Comments

[imitationsoul]

It costs me dignity. You have a point that I have no attachments and not much to lose, but one thing I am insistent about is not lending myself as the means to someone else's end. If Fav wants to reduce players in this game, he can look for someone else to go do it.

[hawthorned]

[She raises an eyebrow here.]

Most, I think, would point out that the act of murder is abhorrent to them in and of itself. How strange that you should leave that out....

[imitationsoul]

But that's platitudes, isn't it? Everyone is capable of murder all the same. It's just a matter of wanting to do it.

There are many situations in which I could see myself taking a life. This just isn't one of them.

[hawthorned]

Finding an act morally abhorrent is separate from the discussion of human capacity, Miss Miach. You're conflating two rather different subjects.

[imitationsoul]

It is abhorrent.

But I don't hate it. My own self is the most important and I exist only for myself, so if it was for myself and my own freedom, I would kill someone.

And it would be abhorrent, but I'd do it without feeling guilt.

[hawthorned]

[ ..... ]

You're rather strange to say such things, Miss Miach.

[imitationsoul]

Is that so?

[hawthorned]

Yes. You've practically admitted that you could have wished for your own freedome after all.

[imitationsoul]

How so? I am neither allowed to wish for an end to the game nor to be brought home - which would be pointless anyway.

[hawthorned]

There weren't any restrictions on wishing for what happens after one's death, were there?

[...Which says more about Dahlia's thoughts of the afterlife than anything else. After a beat:]

But in any event, I doubt that it's you this week, Miss Miach.

[imitationsoul]

Why, isn't that kind of you.

I don't believe it was you either, so that leaves us looking into the rest of us.

[hawthorned]

It'll make a story as fascinating as the two of us working as a team, I'm sure.

[Is that even an insult anymore... who knows....]