Take Responsibility.
| And when the door at the bottom of those stairs unlocks and it swings open gently of its own accord, allowing everyone back down into the courtroom, there are decidedly fewer of them than there were just a few days ago. The change in the podium circle is massive this time; Dio, Logan, Marty, Yuuri, Hibiki and Mordecai have all joined the ranks of the deceased, their podiums adorned with black cloth and greyscale photographs. Furthermore, the mass of shadows in the pit at the center seems agitated again, shifting and breaching upward toward the glass if one looks at it long enough. It's been something of a bad week, to put it gently. Not that it's evident from the Conductor's behavior; as usual, the proceedings are being watched from behind that panel of translucent glass behind podium 30, and he'll speak as soon as everyone has found their place in the circle. His words are a bit more rapid than usual; he seems interested in this one. "Temporal, Lucent, Vivacious and Universal...all four of them have been taken from you. Does whomever is responsible for this really deserve your compassion? There can be no hesitation; you should offer no mercy. It's you against the guilty. Take control of your fate, and hold them responsible." Thirteen Participants remain. You've lost five people this week, and eight since the last investigation; we'll see how many more you lose today. |

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There was a mostly empty salt shaker and some drinks left out on the bar, but for some reason the shaker also had pepper in it.
... and there was a chicken. A dead one.
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I don't know why they didn't do it in the kitchen, though...
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Unless they were planning to use a sword or something...
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[ He's uh. He's gonna pull out his own butterfly knife as an example... ]
Not to mention all the swords. Anything sharp enough could have made that cut.
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Pepper?
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But he was in the billiards room, wasn't he?
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[You know, for fire things]
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[ WOULDN'T THAT BE MORE EFFICIENT... ]
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[ That's weird, though. ]
Uh, shit, I guess I didn't count chickens this mornin'...
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[ Bakugou doesn't even remember most of his classmates' names back home
but he remembers the chicken's name
RIP HIBIKI... ]
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