week two: trial

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WEEK TWO: TRIAL

Morning dawns bright and early the day after the announcement of the dead, and as the sun tracks its way across the sky, the voice's message is likely not far from anyone's mind. Friends are still missing, people are still dead, and time is running out.

Finally, the sun reaches its highest point. A low, deep thrumming sound echoes throughout the entire island, which turns into ringing, a drawn-out signal that grows louder and louder until it seems as though all other sounds on the island fall to a hush.

It is then that the lighthouse beacon becomes illuminated, drawing them all to the southern beach. That same voice as before rings, audible throughout the entire island.

"There are those of you who hope to escape from this with clean hands...you may find yourselves successful. Will it be worth it? You are all participants in this game, and you will all be complicit in the sacrifices that take place here, or else you will not have earned your passage home. Twenty-four hours remain before the ritual must be completed, or you will all suffer the consequences. There is no consolation prize for less than eleven sacrifices.

You have until the sun vanishes beneath the horizon. Choose your next sacrifice, and choose who will dispatch them. Speak the names of your choices into the conch. Failure to cooperate will result in a fate worse than death.

...perhaps you should investigate the deaths. The bodies are out there, and the evidence as well... but you will have to find it yourselves.

...oh, and one more thing. There is a way to save yourselves...if you select the right sacrifice.

Tick-tock, tick-tock! Your time starts... now."

Once the entire group has gathered, the lighthouse's beacon flickers out.

It is time to choose the next sacrifice... and hopefully, to catch a killer.

Good luck.

OOC NOTES

Welcome to your last trial, everyone! This trial will take place from 9am PST/12pm EST/4am NZST, and will last until 6pm PST/9pm EST/1pm NZST.

There will be a one-hour trial break from 1pm PST/4pm EST/8am NZST to 2pm PST/5pm EST/9am NZST. We recommend that you use this time to get something to eat if you haven't yet already, play some Animal Crossing, or even just take a quick nap. During this time, no mod tags will go out; we also ask that players refrain from starting any intensive threads such as interrogations, strip searches, hair or injury comparisons, etc. While we're not going to say you're not allowed to tag during this time, we also don't want anyone to miss out on anything important during an official break.

Please remember to have your character cast a vote on the voting page! Voting is mandatory, as it functions as the activity check for the game. If you do not cast a vote by the time trial is over, your character will be killed off. Please contact the mods prior to the end of the trial if something comes up and you are prevented from voting (i.e. 504 errors, etc).

If you have any questions, please go ahead and ask! Your mods and fellow players are always here to help. And most of all... have fun!

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the bot is back~

[machinetranslation]

[His head having been kindly reattached to his torso (and even cleaned up a bit!), it seems power has returned to Threepio and Neena's flipping of the switch is accompanied by an electrical weoooooop and the whirring of tiny motors starting up again.

It's also accompanied by one very upset voice, garbled and mixed up at first, but then clearing up:]

Oh! No, wait! Don't come any clos—

[lacking]

[oh my god

she shrieks, startled. it's a good thing she doesn't punch him away, considering she was dealing with him, but.]

—3-CPO-san?! You're okay! It's Neena!

[machinetranslation]

[His head swirls back and forth, blinking for a moment (well, winking I guess since it's just the one eye currently)]

Miss Tanzawa? Oh, dear, what's happened to me?

[lacking]

... Don't freak out, but I think someone tried to kill you by taking you apart.

[She gently puts on hand on his,,,,,,, shoulder. Can he even feel that?]

How do you feel? Can you see me?

[machinetranslation]

[He can't feel, per se, but does notice and appreciate an kind gesture]

Oh I feel terrible, Miss Tanzawa. Why would someone try to take me apart? I don't have anything to do with this!

[He looks at his missing arms and legs]

Oh, dear! My appendages!

[lacking]

Hey, hey— It's okay! We're looking for them. I'm sure we'll find them soon, so please stay calm.

[There, there, fussbot...]

What's the last thing you remember? The way you reacted when you woke up... Was someone trying to hurt you?

[muragas]

[ oh hey

she'll stay out of flailing distance, but greets him calmly ]

Welcome back, C-3PO-san. I think I have something of yours.

[machinetranslation]

Oh, and Miss Minako!

Something of mine? I'm having difficulty seeing properly.

[muragas]

Yep! Your eye was at the base of the waterfall.

[ and she produces it from her pocket with a flourish ]

Can you fix it yourself, or do you need me to put it back in?

[machinetranslation]

At the base of the waterfall? Oh dear, is that where you found me? Where's the rest of me?

[He looks at the eye she's holding, then at Minako, at his lack of arms, then back at Minako]

I don't believe I'm able to replace it myself at the moment.

[muragas]

No, your head was around here, and I think the others found your torso while I was investigating...

[ also looks at his lack of arms. oops ]

Ah, right, my bad. Walk me through how this is supposed to go? Do I just... stick it in?

[baori]

[ seeing that someone else is asking how the robot is— ]

Who was approaching you?

[machinetranslation]

[He jumps a bit]

Approaching me? My apologies, Master Giyuu, but I'm a bit confused. Are we all gathered on the beach again? Where are the others?

[He looks around at the beach]

[baori]

We are. The others are trying to solve what is happening.

[ sorry, he is in no mood to fluff things up. he's a man who needs answers—chop chop. he isn't going to hustle 3po, but he isn't going to be exactly patient with him either. ]

You were in the middle of telling someone not to come closer. Who was it?

[machinetranslation]

[He looks down for a moment, seeming to think, but then shakes his head]

I'm afraid I can't recall. Perhaps it was old data? My most recent memory is powering down at exactly 2300 hours, as with last week.

[He looks at his empty shoulder sockets and none lower half]

Although I suppose it's possible my memory sustained some damage.

[baori]

[ IF HE WAS A PERSON TO CLICK HIS TONGUE HE WOULD. instead he just frowns. really hard.

does giyuu understand what any of that means? no, what he can get is the fact that the robot doesn't know who attacked him and that his memory has been damaged by it. great!! the moment they have someone(??) would be able to clue them in on a person, it would end like this. ]

Even with this we still have no more new information.

[bridesque]

[His mechanical voice is music to the ears of Mitsuri, who rushes up to Threepio for a bear hug.]

C-3PO! Thank goodness—you're alive!

[machinetranslation]

Oh? Oh!

[Threepio's torso-head combo is swept up in the hug]

Yes, Miss Kanroji! I am glad to see you are here, as well. How long was I shut down?

[bridesque]

[She tightens her arms around his shoulders and squeezes.]

You were gone for over a day. We looked everywhere for you. I was so afraid that we'd lost you!

[machinetranslation]

There there, Miss Kanroji. It's quite alright. I do hope I didn't trouble you too much.

[a pause as Threepio looks around from his newly heightened vantage point]

It does seem that the rest of me is lost, at the moment.

[bridesque]

You did a great job, hanging in there. Leave finding the rest of you to us!

[wisterin]

Welcome back. What's the last thing you remember?

[machinetranslation]

[Threepio's head is swiveling back and forth with all the attention and questions, seeming more flustered by trying to maintain proper conversation with everyone than his lack of limbs]

Oh, hello, Miss Kocho. I'm glad to see you are well.

The last record I have in my memory is of shutting down at precisely 2300 hours, similar to last week. I presume this happened to everyone again?

[wisterin]

Not everyone.

[ Murderers stay awake. ]

I'm glad you are here, but that your memory stops there is unfortunate. It seems that you didn't quite shut down then.

[machinetranslation]

I must admit it's strange. I was quite surprised to reboot here on the beach rather than in camp.

Although I don't have any record, it does seem I was active at some point.