Take Responsibility.

[trustbound]

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.

Comments

[zomgboom]

No, it's pretty easy to lock a door without a key. It's just, like, the opposite of what I did to open it.

[Sorry to kill the magic, but you can also use lockpicks to lock a door.]

[notaccurate]

Can anyone here even do that?

[Besides Tabby, of course. Because Luca is pretty sure that she wouldn't be explaining this if she was actually the murderer.]

[explosivecombat]

Well, it would be stupid for Miss Tabby to point this out if she were responsible, and I doubt anyone else will admit to it now.

[notaccurate]

Well I expect they wouldn't admit to it, no. But if someone else had seen someone picking locks, or if they knew the person well enough to know they have that skill, this would be a good time to come forward with that information. Because I am reasonably sure that the number of people who fit both "can pick locks" and "Chitoge trusts" is very small.

[zomgboom]

Oh. That rules me out anyway. Blondie, like, thought I was crazy or whatever.

[She's not saying she isn't but.]

[zomgboom]

Uh, IDK. [Pronounced "eye-dee-kay."] I'm just saying, like. If you can pick a lock then you can lock a lock.

[notaccurate]

IDK...?

[He shakes his head.]

Nevermind, that can be explained later.