WEEK 3 - 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. Red is seated there, but Stan isn't here...? The box saying 'VOTES' sits quietly on his seat.

It looks like you're here to find the killer.

And just like before, you know you'll be forced to vote before the night's over...

And condemn someone to a grisly fate.

VICTIM: Clarke Griffin
CAMPERS REMAINING: 21

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

Comments

HEY CATS. BIIJWEBINAN.

[trashmouthtozier]

[Richie has been watching this like a cat watching a race stand full of Micro Machines. finally, he stands up on his log bench and fills his lungs]

BIIJWEBINAN, ASSHOLES.

[that's lake cat for "over here". he looked it up Thursday. once he's got their attention]

Red says Kon only has an hour left.

What the fuck are we gonna do?

[bladeisme]

An hour....

[...]

...Honestly, I'm surprised my body managed to last for so long.

[itsagazebo]

[..... he's not even going to think about that one since it makes his brain hurt]

[soylentprotag]

[Ichigo, this is so beyond twin shenanigans at this point.]

[linearcrash]

[ Giving his shoulder a pat. ]

[le_mat]

I hate to say this, but it's coming down to a moral choice.

[fallbymyhands]

I want. . . to hear Kon's thoughts on the matter.

[soulcandy]

Vote for me.

[He says it automatically.]

I know Natsume was involved too, but I don't want him to suffer for it.

[lovebun]

...But what about you? I don't want to lose either of you.

[soulcandy]

I don't want to die either, but it's...

[Okay, it IS partially Natsume's fault, they're both to blame here. But only one person is getting executed so.]

...I don't want him to die more.

[bladeisme]

[Ichigo looks down at the ground when he hears that, quietly.]

....

[soulcandy]

[SORRY ICHIGO this is how he is. Feelings suck.]

[fallbymyhands]

. . . even though there is a chance that Red will destroy your candy, and you'll be unable to come back to life?

[soulcandy]

Hey, we all gotta die someday, right? And now you all know how to kill me for real, so who's saying someone won't do that later to try and get away with murder?

If I'm going to die, I want it to matter.

[diesifkilled]

No.

[soylentprotag]

Kon. It's going to be a gamble.

[His voice is steely, his stare intense, but he's going to do as much as he can. Because none of them want to come out of this with anyone suffering for it.]

The sacrifice doesn't need to be by execution. We only need to vote for a living body, and the body must live until the vote is done. That's all.

[killtheanimals]

Then if we get our votes in now...

[itsagazebo]

The fuck does that even mean?!

[Might want to explain for those in the crowd who have NO FUCKING CLUE WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!]

[lovebun]

...

[ Usagi's going to go quiet. This is... Going to be a gamble. It's not going to be easy. They could be risking a lot. Mmmm she doesn't like this. But she still... Is going to vote.

Maybe she's too soft for all of this. ]

[velocirainbow]

... It's worth a shot.

[ He'll do what he can. ]

[diesifkilled]

We save him. No matter what it takes.

[velocirainbow]

We do de best we can to try an' save 'em.

[ DUH? ]

Even if dat means somethin' stupid an' technical, like votin' for 'em first.

[itsagazebo]

[Eddie stays oddly quiet through all of this. Clarke was his friend. She may have come from some weird post apocalyptic world, but she was his FRIEND and now she was dead... and now someone was supposed to die.

But... he didn't feel right voting for anyone, because it was Clarke's choice to help them. She died because she cared too much. Too much for this place, or the people in it. Just... too much. He wraps his arms around his legs and just watches the proceedings, not sure what to do.]

[trashmouthtozier]

[Richie takes his paper and scribbles on it, scowling, then folds it up, and puts his arms around Eddie]

You gotta at least write "fuck you" on it or something. I'll take it up for you.

[itsagazebo]

[Eddie nods, returning that hug]

I... I know.

[He finally steels himself to write something down, jotting a few words on the paper and folding it a few times before handing it to Richie.]

Thanks... Still doesn't fucking feel right.