The Kingmaker (
kingmakereffect) wrote in
trusthell2016-03-26 12:00 pm
Take Responsibility.
| The elevator doors slide open at the end of the allotted time for investigating, and the ride down is quick-paced and smooth; there's a lot more space in here than there was at the start of the game, that much is obvious. But then, perhaps that's to be expected with almost a third of your original number dead. The doors slide open when the courtroom is reached, the podium circle waiting as always in the middle of what still seems to be an endless dark void; Yato, Taichi and Megumi have joined the ranks of the dead, their podiums draped in black, greyscale portraits set upon them. Watching the proceedings. And as always, they aren't the only ones watching. The Kingmaker waits until everyone is settled at their podiums to begin speaking; it's still impossible to tell where his voice is coming from – other than, perhaps, 'everywhere.' "Protective has been taken from you. Looks like the guilty thought their secret was worth more than her life... Or maybe they just wanted out and decided to be the one to succeed at Rule Seven where everyone else has failed. Whether they succeed or not is up to you." Nineteen Survivors remain. How many are still alive at the end of the day is your decision. |

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As we've been discussing, plenty of us have distinctive hair colors. If someone were to pull off a chunk of my hair, for example, you'd know immediately that it was me because no one else's hair comes close.
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Let's not waste time taking a further look.
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[JUST SO YOU KNOW. FUCKING CALLOUT POST RIGHT HERE RIGHT NOW.]
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WOW.
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[She slams her hand down on the podium, careful of the blade.]
You have dyed hair! I thought you were normal! I thought you didn't have a weird hair color like the others, but nooo you lied to everyone!
[It's like real court now.]
Confess, Yosuke! Confess to your crime!
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My hair could never be mistaken either!
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Well your hair is pretty long, there's no way it could be mixed up with anyone elses.
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That's true.
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[And usually those would be items from where they came from.]
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[...he remembers something from a few weeks ago, because it left an impression. But... what the hell??]
Actually... someone might.
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[This is...!]
Who is it?
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[...he gets the feeling that this is Deep Dark Secrets territory and not just a hobby that's more acceptable in the Year of the Horse than it was in generations past. It... feels kind of shitty to do this, but at the same time...
He wants whoever killed Megumi and dumped her body right in the room next door to him to be brought down. He couldn't do anything then, but he sure can now.]
I didn't get the closest look at it, but it was definitely a whitish grey wig, from what I could see. And the person I saw doing this...
[...something about this... feels right, actually. He feels better than he has in a week. He points, maybe a little too enthusiastically, at Norman Bates.]
Well... do you have an explanation for this, Mr. Bates?
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