Second Trial

[rech]

[Once everyone makes it the portrait gallery again, they will hear Randall's voice echo through the room.]

I'm not sure what everyone expected. There are a lot of children here and given the situation it was only a matter of time they started dying.

[Charming.

The floor descends once again as Randall begins his speech.]

Our tour begins here in this gallery where you gaze upon the sweet innocence of youth. Ah, but things are not always as they seem. 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 my way.

[The floor stops again and doors open to the trial room.

At least the trial room doesn't look terribly different, although there are strange burn marks in the summoning circle now. And now, along with Mim, now Woody and Noby's podium has a lit candle and a voodoo doll resembling them (which is perhaps a little redundant in Woody's case).

Randall is already standing within the summoning circle, holding his stick with Facilier's head on it.]

Now then, I hope everyone has fun today.

[Trial Start]

Comments

VOTING TIME

[rech]

Enough.

Voting has commenced. You have all made strong pleas, and I have evaluted each of your cases. The volunteer whose name you shall be writing down is...

Jane Darling.

Anyone who writes down anything that is not the words “Jane Darling” will be executed as well. Have fun.

[faciliheir]

[Jane Darling]

[not_over_yet]

[ If Freddie has deigned to put him back down, Basil's gonna just

> Jane Darling

and then collapse and possibly need to be physically removed from the trial room later. ]

[negaverse]

[Yeah he's writing down Jane's name. No dying today my dudes.]

[pinkflip]

No! No, I won't, I can't!

[ She's not budging from Jane's side. ]

[hasit]

Kim. Kim, I know, it hurts, but...

We have to stay hopeful. We have to stay together.

[sharpasanarrow]

[Mr.Arrow winces as he writes the name:]

Jane Darling

1/2

[hasit]

[Leia's breathing hard, staring Randall down with twin fires burning in both her eyes. You know the look.

And...she knows what she has to do.

Slowly, she returns to her podium. Pricks her finger. Writes a name:

[hasit]

JANE DARLING

[If this whole thing has taught her anything, it's how much she truly is needed. These kids...she has to be here for them. All of them.]

[stanbyme]

[Stan writes down Jane Darling at Mabel's podium first, before the little squirt can get any ideas.]

[stanbyme]

[...And then he writes on his own, as well.

Jane Darling.]

[bestchefinparis]

[Rémy hesitates. He doesn't want to vote for someone who had no fault in this murder, but not doing so would mean he'd die too.

In the end, self-preservation wins, and Rémy hates himself a little for that]

>Jane Darling

[bayoublues]

[Fuck this. fuck this fuck this fuck this fuck this

Louis pricks his pinky finger (with far less screaming and yelling than last time) and hastilty scribbles down:]

JAINE DARLIG

[Then he whimpers and sinks below his podium.]

[negaverse]

You forgot the "n."

[madeofpine]

...Psst. [guess who still doesn't have blood] Can you write my vote for me?

Just write down whatever's the right answer.

[downtonabbeast]

[> Jane Darling]

[lostbutnotaboy]

[Shock of all shocks, Jane isn't writing anything.

She's crumpled at her podium, one hand gripping her coat, the other in a white-knuckle hold with Kim's.

There's nothing she can do now. It's going to happen all over again.]

[astronomics]

[ Jyn breathes in, breathes out.

If it won't save the others, then there's no point... ]

Jane Darling

[upgradeit]

[Last week he did it without thinking. This week Hiro stares down at his hand. It won't even be saving her, it'll just be a pointless -]

JANE DARLING

[He doesn't. He doesn't want to lose anyone else, but there are better ways to honor her than pointless gestures.]

[nachosquire]

[So Jane is going to die either way, huh?

It's not fair that she has to die for something she didn't do, and he said himself that he wanted to protect the other kids in any way he can....

But. All that's on his mind are those words "Was she a murderer? Who cares, they voted for her anyway." and it has him.. a little bit jumbled up.


...So Marco doesn't make a move to write anyone's name down. He couldn't really do it last time either, anyway. So someone might have to just.. do it for him.]

[holdthetrumpet]

[Hey so guess who's been here the whole time, quiet and screaming internally with increasing vehemence? It's Kit, who was determined not to try so hard to Help this time around because of how spectacularly he fucked up the last time. And look where that's got him. Now this is happening.

His penmanship isn't as perfect as it was last week as he writes Jane Darling with a hand that shakes maybe more than he'd like. He hates this. He hates this so much and his hands are tied.]

[truecalling]

Not... not like this.

[She's not doing it. She won't.]

[sorrydoods]

Jane Darling

[He feels like an really horrible person now, but...he can't think about that now.

He needs to do something that'll make him feel worse.]

[doopdoll]

[Jane Darling]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Well this is an easy choice. There's no way Gaston's about to volunteer himself for execution. ]

Jane Darling