THIRD TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Once all the needed information has been pulled from the PARTY ZONE and nearby echelons, Davy Jones once again does his rounds to collect everyone and bring them to the theatre. ]

You are all familiar with this procedure by now, step quickly!

[ And with the blast of the organ, down the elevator starts to go, into the bowels of the ship below. Things darken and then, as before, you hear a song from the crew of the Dutchman drifting predatory below. ]

Take yer places, all of ye.

[ The circle of podiums remains, two more podiums rusted over and aged. Jones takes his place, meanwhile, looking out the window at the sea.

The shanty dies down, and the atmosphere darkens.

Welcome to your third trial. ]

Comments

[guffawsungraciously]

I likely should have, all things considered. I will remember for next time...

[queceracera]

Next time we all bring alcohol. These things are a nightmare.

[He just has a feeling that they're not gonna get better!!]

[jibunwo]

Do we really want to do this anything but clearheaded?

[hellahighwater]

Do we really have to keep talking about next time?

[queceracera]

Listen, it's the world's worst game of Clue. The least we can do is be drunk.

[queceracera]

You're like fifteen and the smartest person here. We can all get drunk next time while you solve the murder.

[Perfect solution!]

[jibunwo]

I'm seventeen, thank you very much-!

[magycks]

Oh! We can do shots until the killer breaks down and starts confessing out of sheer moroseness!

[queceracera]

See, the duck gets it!

[shots shots shotsshotsshots]

[guffawsungraciously]

Why are we not... just doing this in the bar. Is it. Ritual things.

[dokkalfheimr]

[......]

Lord Davy, may I ask for a moratorium on alcohol in any future trials?

[jibunwo]

[THANK you]

[deathmagnetic]

[ the sentiment was somehow seconded, even if not voiced ]

[guffawsungraciously]

It is absolutely necessary for us to be permitted alcohol, Lord Davy.

[scouserer]

[the girls are fiiiighting]

[ltcommandroid]

I agree with Freyja, though I do not know that Mr. Jones can or will institute a rule about it. Intoxication increases the level of risk.

[he's the one guy who can't get drunk and he's not solving all the murders by himself]

[guffawsungraciously]

Ugh. Fine.

[he's gonna fuckin... drink... from his beer mug of vodka........]

[dokkalfheimr]

[Unfortunately for you, she's sort of starting to wake the fuck up a little.]

I'm not interested in your gross disrespect for the dead, nor in how content you may be to be useless and have everyone do this for you.

[cethflayn]

May I second that moratorium?

[YOU ALL NEED TO BE AWARE OF WHAT'S GOING ON, YOU CAN GET DRUNK LATER

Also say hello to the world's most adorable narc]

[deathmagnetic]

[ somewhere in between his interrogation (???) ]

I would like to place my agreement on this moratorium as well.

[silentscout]

Why is everyone drinking anyway? It just makes it harder to figure these things out.

[Lalli has not had a single alcohol since coming here.]

[hellahighwater]

[ ...Well, she did say she would— ]

Because it makes you number to how fucked up all this is.

[bonesorter]

I don't really understand it very well myself.

[High five local non-alcohol drinkers club.]

[thekeyofsea]

[ Looks around at. All of this. Longs for the days when he could just be a pirate in peace. ]

If ye lot cannot keep yer manners and yer minds to the task at hand, I see no cause to permit drinking. Very well. In the interest of maintaining something that resembles civil proceedings in this damned courtroom, dry shall this room henceforth be.

[cethflayn]

Thank you most kindly.