The Coordinators (
trustbound) wrote in
trustfell2017-09-23 12:04 pm
Take Responsibility.
| Once again, as people finish their investigations and make their way toward the door at the bottom of those stairs in the dorms, the door down there is unlocked once again. It opens as though of its own volition, with a loud clicking sound and a soft outward swing, not firmly enough to harm anyone who might be standing in the way but enough to give them some slight encouragement to move. The stairwell it leads to is once again dark, the only light coming in from the courtroom below, if it can really properly be called that. It stands as cold and unforgiving as it did last week, all concrete and steel and the podium circle in the center, surrounding the darkened pit in the middle. Nothing can be seen down there for the time being; it simply seems like a large black hole leading nowhere. Three more podiums have joined Jean's in being arranged differently from the rest; Caren, Yosuke, and Chitoge have all joined the ranks of the deceased, their podiums draped in black with their profile portraits sitting atop them, greyed-out and watching the room with unseeing eyes. The thirty-sixth podium remains empty and blank, as always. Once everyone has found their place in the circle, the public-address system comes to life once more, and after a moment Jericho's voice can be heard "Dexterous has been taken from you; seems like a lot of you were friends with her, and you all know why you're here by now and what you're supposed to do. So hopefully you guys won't be disrespectful assholes again and expect me to make you give a damn this time! Be self-centered about it all you want, just do your jobs. After all, it's in your best interests to do that. As always, do your best - I'm looking forward to seeing how it goes." Thirty-one Participants remain. However many are left at the end of the day is up to you. |

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[At least that seems like a reasonable possibility to consider]
In any case, I think it's safe to think those among us who aren't used to technology and electricity are much less likely to be the culprit.
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Where was the key? Did anyone find it?
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I did. [Aren't you all glad?] It was, like, on her desk. I checked to make sure it was Blondie's key and everything - Tiny Grandma and Pigtails saw.
[One day, Tabby will actually remember more than three people's names.]
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[ And the only person being in there dead??
(she apparently wasn't paying attention when she tried it on the door look I can do comedy) ]
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How in the world would that even work? There's only one key per door, so unless one of the Coordinators helped out by locking the door after the murderer left, then this shouldn't be possible.
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[Sorry to kill the magic, but you can also use lockpicks to lock a door.]
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[Besides Tabby, of course. Because Luca is pretty sure that she wouldn't be explaining this if she was actually the murderer.]
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cw suicide
If it wasn't for the mysterious head injury, I would almost want to say she may have done this to herself.
[Kind of bluntly put, but...]
cw suicide
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cw suicide
[...]
And the toaster's been missing for a few days, hasn't it? So they could have been thinking of this for a while.
cw suicide
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[...Hmm.]
What if she didn't think she needed her key, and left without it when she went out to clean her sheets?
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suicide cw
[...but...honestly, now she's just kind of confused as hell.]
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