WEEK 1 - TRIAL

[petoskeymods]

TRIAL

It takes a full day after finding the body, but on Saturday, the counselors call you all to the campfire, the bonfire already roaring away as everyone finds their seats. Stan and Red are seated there, with Stan holding a box saying 'VOTES' written on it.

It looks like you're here to find the killer, but...do any of you even really want to?

Regardless, it looks like you'll be forced to vote before the night's over...

VICTIM: PASTOR DAN
CAMPERS REMAINING: 27

((Remember that Everyone must vote and that Votes are due by 6pm EST!))

Comments

[soylentprotag]

[He blinks curiously at the sword. He'll ask about it later.]

Red... You still can't tell us anything about the sacrifices? You said you were different from the Pastor.

[He shouldn't feel betrayed about it. But he's afraid, and at the same time this isn't all that far from what he expected.]

[backspacing]

I am different from Dan, yes.

[There is a flicker of annoyance in her expression when she says his name. A dislike of the man, possibly.]

And that's all I can say.

[soylentprotag]

[He bites his lip to keep from saying what else he wants to say. That's not going to help right now -- for now, he needs to know more.]

Was... it really one of us who killed him? You know, don't you?

[backspacing]

Yes. One of you killed him.

[trashmouthtozier]

If you know, then why the fuck are you making US figure it out?!

[backspacing]

Because that is your role here, not mine.

[trashmouthtozier]

Yeah, well, I NEVER SHOWED UP FOR THE CASTING CALL, okay?!

[backspacing]

Neither did I, but we all have our jobs to do here.

[trashmouthtozier]

... You ... you didn't either. [thinking back on yesterday's conversation with Mitsuru(tall), the scariest little thought dawns on him. he hears Bev's voice in his head, something about a dream she had ...]

How many years have you been here, Red?

[backspacing]

This is my eighth year.