SIXTH TRIAL

[splitaseam]

[The whole trial thing must feel like the norm to everyone right now, and one can't help but wonder if this will keep happening until everyone has died.

There are three new epitaphs for Star Butterfly, Maui, and Fiddleford.

Here lies Star Butterfly
One of our most toughest girls
Went out with a pretty twirl

Here lies Maui
Claimed to be a great demigod
But it turns out he was a fraud

Here lies Fiddleford McGucket
He tried to wipe his mind
And ended up getting left behind

Well you all know what to do by now, huh?]

Don't spare any of the gory details.

Comments

[toogoodforhim]

Ford, stop it!

[He's going to grab you now if you're not answering to the hand. You look at him right now mister..]

Take a deep breath. We're all just trying to figure out what happened.

[sixfingeredstan]

[It's Lefou that snaps Ford out of his furor; he takes several seething, heaving breaths, his face flushed red. He's just so completely outraged that Anna would imply that either him or Fiddleford had anything to do with this, when Fiddleford was just murdered. It's downright disrespectful.]

I—I'm sorry. I just...it's damn disrespectful to throw around accusations like that. To imply I'd do anything to hurt Fiddleford. Or that he'd want to hurt anyone else here. He was trying to get us all out. And I don't want a single one of you to forget that.

[toogoodforhim]

[He manages a weak smile when Ford comes down from his anger.]

I know.

[Ford you just implied that HIS boyfriend hit your husband with an oar or jar]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Hey pal, you're the one who said he'd hit first, ask questions later.]