Sixth Trial

[rech]

I think I need a new angle for these speeches. Spice things up a little.

[His voice suddenly goes deeper and more ominous.]

Picture of Princess Ariel, a woman with a zest for life up until her untimely death. She was someone who wanted to see the good in most people, and because of that, she was well liked by even some of the most jaded people here. But even then, that couldn’t save her as she left her room today only to find herself trapped in an unending nightmare in… The Randall Rech Zone.

[... Yeah ok then.

As usual, there’s a new voodoo doll for The Beast, Molly, Marco, and Ariel as Randy looks expectantly as the guests.]

What do you think? I want your honest opinions.

[TRIAL START!]

Comments

[faciliheir]

She did! It's just you don't listen! You don't take no for an answer!

[athleticallyinclined]

She didn't say a word!

[faciliheir]

She did! She told you no, a-and then you killed her for it!

[athleticallyinclined]

[ He looks honestly shocked. ]

I would never!

[faciliheir]

Of course you would! You're still mad 'cause Belle and Lefou dumped you-- one more must've just driven you crazy! You just couldn't stand that she was mine!

[athleticallyinclined]

[ His hands ball into fists, and he glares, a vein throbbing in the side of his neck. ]

They didn't dump me!

[faciliheir]

See? [GESTURES GRANDLY] Is this what you looked like when you killed my girlfriend, Gaston?

[scrapplinghook]

Kinda makes him look more like a monster than he tried saying Beast was, huh???

[Between last week and this outburst... yeah Mabel is Done with being nice to this guy. ]

[not_over_yet]

Mm. Unfortunately, as unrelentingly stupid and aggressive as he may be--he has a very loose grasp on reality. There is a chance he genuinely never noticed these events.

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Long pause. ]

...Were you actually serious about the..."girlfriend" thing?

[faciliheir]

[. . .]

Hey, Hiro, can I borrow your chainsaw for a bit.

[athleticallyinclined]

[ NO LISTEN HE'S GONNA EXPLAIN ]

I thought it was just, you know.

One of those things women do to make men want them.

[not_over_yet]

So you stopped pursuit the instant her voice returned. A shockingly cunning plan.

[athleticallyinclined]

Stopped pursuit?

Why would I stop pursuit?

[faciliheir]

[JUST.

GESTURES AGGRESSIVELY.

SEE]

[scrapplinghook]

[... suddenly, mabel doesn't feel so bad about all those cruddy attempts at striking up summer romances that she now hates so much

at least she's not as bad as this guy ]

[not_over_yet]

...Your emphasis on "not saying a word" suggested reliance on her being physically unable to speak. Forgive my brief moment of thinking you might have some form of intellect in there after all.

[faciliheir]

[. . .]

He made it so she couldn't speak again.

[hasit]

Freddie...

[look she gets where you're coming from but also.]

Remember when you told me not to jump to conclusions?

[faciliheir]

Not really.

[hasit]

...Right.

[she's sensing a losing battle before it even starts honestly.]

[not_over_yet]

...

[ fuck, he fucked up,, ]

I... should cover the, ah. wound evidence. [ SINCE IT'S KINDA COME UP ANYWAY, UM, ]

Her... Her throat was cut, through her vocal chords, and her achilles' tendons likewise severed. The logical assumption would be intent to silence and disable her, but. But given the particular... hell. The injuries may also be a deliberate attempt to recall Miss Ariel's. The voice, and the tail. things.

My point is Gaston would fit the evidence, but there's still a possibility this is. worse than that.

[angelgoatdemon]

[Visibly winces since he's the one who tried and failed healing her.]

You mean someone framing Gaston? Who else could it be?

[not_over_yet]

That's part of what worries me. We've a very limited pool by now... But I don't like all these little details that seem unrelated to Gaston.

Why would he mark anyone's door with pepper? Why leave a blood trail starting at Kit's room? I'm not fully convinced even Gaston would drop the murder weapon right outside his own door, not when he could just as easily hide it inside his room.

[athleticallyinclined]

I forgive you.