FIFTH TRIAL

[splitaseam]

[As the Stretching Room descends, there is a long pause before Oogie says anything.]

What? You wanna 'nother speech? You ain't getting one!

[New day, brand new epitaphs for our dearly departed awaiting in this graveyard.

Here lies Demyx
All he wanted was a heart
But he ended up torn apart

Here lies Kiara
Our most beloved kitty
Now ready to sit pretty

Here lies Tip
She wanted to think ahead
And ended up torn to shreds

Only a dozen of you guys left, think you can figure out whodunit?]

Come on, I ain't gettin any younger here!

Comments

Pocket check?

[outsidethecircle]

[She clears her throat.]

I had an idea. Can everyone dump their pockets? Especially: Mister Pines, Mister Fiddleford, Wendy, Lefou, and Maui.

[sixfingeredstan]

...Alright. It couldn't hurt, certainly.

[Ford sets about emptying all his pockets out onto the top of his tombstone. He's got his notebook, his pen, what appears to be half a bacon sandwich, his journal, and some small assorted garbage. No weapons here!]

[terribibble]

Oh, uh. Sure.

[He reaches into the pockets of his brown trousers. He pulls out some folded pieces of paper from one, but that's all he's got. No knives. No splinters. No lightbulb bits.]

[amadeusrockette]

[Julia's pockets consist of her room keys, a crumpled piece of paper that has definitely seen better days and some cherries. Look, these trials take a long time and she gets hungry!!]

[kindaruledatit]

Caaaan do.

[Not that there's much to share, but she works through her pockets. She's got:

- Some other bits of glass from the trophy room
- Her cellphone
- Some regain coins
...And that's about it. She also puts her axe up on the tombstone.]

Sorry, not much else besides lint.

[terribibble]

[How's that axe looking. In terms of blood.

Maybe he can just quietly scope it out without feeling like a complete asshole.]

[kindaruledatit]

[It's covered in blo- Actually no, it's completely clean.

Also. She sees you there, Fiddleford.]

[terribibble]

[HE'S NOT ACCUSING HER HE IS JUST MAKING SURE JESUS CHRIST]

[kindaruledatit]

[She just

takes her axe back.

You can't look at it now.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[SQUINTING HEAVILY AT THAT AXE RIGHT NOW, WENDY.]

[aboyandhiscar]

[SQUINTS RIGHT BACK AT THE BOTH OF THEM

WHAT DID WE LEARN LAST WEEK]

[sixfingeredstan]

[IT'S FINE HE'S NOT SAYING ANYTHING....]

[aboyandhiscar]

[mike is disappointed in u pops believe in the teens]

[kindaruledatit]

[IT'S COVERED IN BLOO- No, again. it's clean

Squints heavily back at him.]

Dude....

[sixfingeredstan]

I'm not saying you might've used it. It's just...any sharp object is going to be a little suspect at the moment.

[kindaruledatit]

....Because I could skin a lion with an axe.

[......she probably could, but]

[sixfingeredstan]

Someone probably could.

[toogoodforhim]

[Lefou turns out his empty waistcoat pockets.

They are. Pretty small.]