foolishmortals | MOCK TRIAL

[Perry the Platypus has died. There is no doubt about that. Those of you who were hoping that nobody would give in to the judge's demands have swiftly been proven wrong.

The students are hoarded to the studio lounge once again, where a large door has appeared, seemingly from nowhere. Inside, defying the laws of space and time, is an incredibly large room, bigger than any of the others. It's boring and brown, a perfect courtroom, and seems far more maintained than any of the other rooms.

Three very large framed portraits hang ominously over the whole proceedings. The first depicts an old mansion, decrepit and decaying, with an oddly purple tint. The second features a vintage building, tower-like in size and scope, against the backdrop of a bolt of lightning. The third...is considerably harder to make out. Namely, while a few bits of the picture appear to still hang there, it by-and-large seems to have been torn and clawed at by some very very big claws.

There is a circle of podiums, 27 to be exact, standing around a large bubbling pool of you-know-what. Be careful not to trip, kids. Each of these podiums bears a student's name, a small stool for sitting, and a screen and keyboard. You can guess what those are for, can't you? The podiums for our three minuscule friends come with stairs to reach the top of them, of course. 2 of the podiums stand empty, adorned with mini golden oscar statuettes depicting Edgar Balthazar and Perry the Platypus.]

Once everyone takes their places, Doom appears, sitting at a chair placed in front of the portraits. An ideal place to overlook these proceedings.]

The trial in the case of Perry the Platypus's death shall have very simple rules. You have accumulated enough evidence over the past hours and must now figure out who is responsible. When I call the vote, you shall type in the first and last name of the individual you hold responsible.

[His expression lights up just a little.]

Succeed in accumulating a correct majority vote, and you shall live while the culprit is punished. Should you fail to gather up a majority, or vote incorrectly...

Well. I suppose you'll find out.

[You have the evidence you need to piece this together, but can you apply it properly? Is there another way out of this situation? You'll just have to put your heads together and find out.]

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[...Ooooh. Trying to peer at Wendy's sleeves from behind her.]

[EXCUSE

.....but, if Rapunzel looks closely at the rolled up sleeves, she might spot some.... stains.]

[Yyyyep. Lassoing Wendy's arm with her hair and wrenching it out to get a closer look.]

Whoa!

[You've got her by the arm now, Punzie. Wendy's looking wide-eyed at the hair, and instinctively struggles a bit, but you've got your opening to look at her sleeve.

.....Yup. There are stains there... dark red stains.]

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[Of course. Of course it's like this.]

Don't struggle. Can you explain these?

I..... [She struggles, not literally but mentally, to think of something to say. Anything.

Anything at all.

Dipper and Mabel would probably think of something. Even Stan.

But she's got nothing.]

. . .

Wendy. We need to do something.

....Yeah we do.

[...Oh.

There's...a familiar look of shock on her face. It's an evil spell, right? That's what it had been for Tommy, for Kat. But, it's kind of hard to ignore...]

What...happened last night... Wendy?

It....

[And finally, she just can't hold it back anymore.]

It was an accident, okay?!

If it was an accident, we can keep you safe. Make it right. I'm a demigod, okay. I've been keeping people safe for years -- I can do the same for you.

He's right, no way is he getting his hands on you!

[She...didn't really...want to do anything like that, from the beginning.]

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What on Earth? Wendy, you're...

I mean... [She runs her hand through her hair, fingers right, close to clenching. Oh boy, oh geeze]

[Ohhhh god oh no okay he completely has forgotten about the whole 'cartoon' issue this is way more disturbing]

... You didn't.

It really.... looks like that, doesn't it?

[Haha... haha...........

No one's laughing, are they?]

[This... no. This isn't adding up. Wendy'd been one of the calmer of their bunch. She'd been so nice. Sure, that motive was tempting, but she can't imagine this girl killing someone over it.]

... It... had to be an accident. Is that it...?

Aha....

[She sweats. Actually, Elsa...]

[...He's a conscience. He should be tearing into her, bragging about he knew that a girl who didn't wear a "right" clothes was evil and make an example of her.

But all he can do is cover his mouth in shock and horror.]

[You know, for all they've argued and said

she really appreciates that.]

Hey! Let her go! [He takes a step toward Rapunzel. He felt bad about scaring her before, but now he's hoping it'll work in his favor. Just to establish some sense of order.]

[She does take a step back, but, she doesn't let go.]

I-If she can explain the blood, then, I will. But until then!

So what, you want to hold her hostage until he [ He pointed a large finger toward Doom ] Decides to do away with her? At least give her a fighting chance.

[Gestures wildly at the vat]

Something has to hold her back from that!

And you're doing that by keeping her tied up? Look at me. No one's getting past me.

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