first trial

[notreadyatall]

[Once you make your way to the portrait gallery, Facilier's snarky voice chimes in as per usual.]

One of you folks actually went and did it. Not surprised: they always do. Besides, if you were gonna kill someone, the grandma ain't a bad start. Figure it this way: how many of you actually liked her?

[Suddenly, the whole room seems to move downwards. The walls get longer, and the ceiling grows further away from you. The portraits themselves seem to extend, as the room moves downwards at a startling pace.]

Things are not always as they seem, gentlemen. Can it be this room is actually stretching? And notice this: this chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge… to find a way out. Of course, there’s always our way.

[Suddenly, the floor stops. A new door opens at the side of the room.

Inside is what appears to be an old voodoo shop, covered in various artifacts and an unsettling large voodoo head at the back of the room. There is a summoning circle painted into the floor with a deep red paint. Each of you has a place within this circle, with a wooden podium marked with your room number waiting for you there. Podium 26 has a single candle lit aflame, as well as what appears to be a voodoo doll of Madame Mim stuck to the top of it.

Light music plays in the background.

Once you all take your place, Facilier himself appears within the middle of the circle, out of a cloud of smoke.]

You're here to figure out who did this. Once you have a hunch, you can feel free to write it down on the podium in front of you, but there are no takebacks. Majority rules, and your participation is mandatory.

'Course, you have all the time you need, if you want it.

Comments

[sharpasanarrow]

Could be. The handprints were humanoid, slightly larger than her own.

[hasit]

Did you happen to take an impression of them? Trace them, or...anything that could be used to find a match?

[sharpasanarrow]

I...

Regretfully not, General.

[Oh, the shame.]

[hasit]

...and I don't suppose you brought the arm.

[sharpasanarrow]

...

I did not.

[soplaynice]

...Oh, great. We're all gonna die because he didn't bring it.

[sharpasanarrow]

[Now the toy is disappointed in him.]

[hasit]

Well. Let's not dwell on something that we can't fix. What other conclusions can we draw?

[sharpasanarrow]

I'd reason her attacker wasn't particularly strong if they were unable to move her very far.

Either the handprints were those of the "old coot", and her attacker was someone rather small, or she was assaulted by one of the weaker among us adults.

[hasit]

I think the prudent thing to do is to rule out whose handprints it couldn't have been.

[sharpasanarrow]

We can rule out the children and animals, at least.

[hasit]

Precisely. So that leaves us with...

Myself, Jin, Gaston, Arrow, Mister Pines, Soos, Beast, Negaduck? Anyone I'm missing?

[sharpasanarrow]

If I recall, the sheriff had a human body at the time too.

[hasit]

A good point. Thank you, Arrow. That adds Woody to the list.

[soplaynice]

...Well, I mean, I don't got nothin' to hide.

[hasit]

We can't count out any possibility, you understand.

[soplaynice]

No, no. I get it.

[soplaynice]

About uh, what size were those handprints, exactly? I imagine Beast probably has...bigger than normal hands.

[hasit]

That's a fair point. Arrow, can we confirm or deny?

[sharpasanarrow]

Larger than the witch's, but also distinctly humanoid.

[psychopinesis]

Why don't you just check everyone's hands? You'd know better if they matched, you just saw them.

[sharpasanarrow]

Perhaps it would be worth a try. It could trigger my memory.

[soplaynice]

[Uh, obviously not a match.]

[hasit]

[Leia holds her hands up. They're pretty small, for an adult. She's only five-one, after all.]

[bayoublues]

[The size of the hand looks similar, however--]

I gotta remind you, I did not have thumbs durin' most of the week.