THIRD TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Two bodies this week. As a result, it's a little longer before Mayor Fontaine's voice calls out over the loudspeakers. ]

All right, that'll do, all of you. Get to the bathyspheres. Trial time.

[ There's fewer bathyspheres this week, aren't there? It's starting to get really noticeable. One by one, alone or in pairs, you descend into the depths. The bottom of the seafloor, a place no human life was meant to travel to unassisted. It's dark, until it isn't, the same bio-luminescent slugs as before lighting up the area and revealing the great glass dome in which the trial takes place.

Within, three more podiums have gone dark. They remain empty as you all gather around into the circle.

The projector clicks on, and you see the silhouette of Mayor Fontaine above you. ]

We all know why we're here. Florida Man and Cryptobro got themselves got. Up to you to figure out who did it, or... well, you know by now.

[ Welcome to your third trial. ]

Comments

[bootyhunter]

[Well, at least he is simmering down now.]

Uuuuh.

Couldja pick a few flowers from the garden? They should probably be white, though.

Kinda like your face, right now...

[DANDy!!!]

cw: emeto ref

[inaclearing]

[Immediately:]

I'm fine.

[And then, more like his normal gentle cadence:]

I'll do that.

[Solid chance he has a panic attack or pukes in a bush between here and there, but he'll get them!]

[bootyhunter]

[...Ah.

That too, like Jonathan's concern, is going to make him feel guilty. As if this whole trial, he hasn't felt guilty enough for not waking up when he should have.]

[inaclearing]

[Oh come on what is he currently repressing all of his feelings and reactions for if not so you don't do this!!!]

[bootyhunter]

[Dandy will find a way to repay them all, eventually. He's already trying to think about it... Although as we all know, his head is a pretty big mess right now.

Or maybe he'll just die this is a fucking murdergame lmfao]