Take Responsibility.

[kingmakereffect]

The allotted time for investigating comes to an end, and those elevator doors slide open at the end of the first-floor corridor; it's a bit of a walk down from the fifth floor, but at least the ride down is swift and smooth. To say nothing of spacious. Your numbers are running low. The podium circle, as always, stands out against the black-walled courtroom where it's encircling that pit in the center; Mettaton and Shirazu have joined the ranks of the deceased, photographs in greyscale watching the proceedings from their podiums draped in black. The Kingmaker, too, is watching all of you; as always, it isn't until everyone has settled at their podium that he speaks, his voice sounding out through the room for all to hear. "Sacrificial has been taken from you. Maybe this time the guilty party is going to actually succeed at Rule Seven - but of course, whether they manage it is still up to the rest of you." Eleven Survivors remain. How many are still standing by the end of the day is up to you.

Comments

SELECTION.

[kingmakereffect]

It's time to vote. Select the person you believe is responsible for Sacrificial's death. As always, majority rules.

Someone needs to be held accountable for their actions.

Re: SELECTION.

[sleepingkogoro]

ADEPT

[Well there you go, Aiden. Mouri has to admit the bomb was a nasty surprise, but he isn't really holding any hard feelings towards you.

Except for the whole murder thing, but that was to be expected from Mouri]

[amygdalae]

[With all of that done Bruce actually returns to his podium and enters his vote.]

> ADEPT

...I'll miss having people nearby my room.

[He's going to be a lone island after this.]

[goodforsomething]

You oughta move down the hall. No one'll mind.

[isafraid]

[A quiet, sad nod.

No one left to mind, really.]

[amygdalae]

I'll think about that.

[...later.

Much later, probably.]

[goodforsomething]

Lemme know. I'll help you move your stuff.

[As long as he isn't alone - and Stan suspects Bruce might not do anything if left to himself. He worries that, at least.]

[captainobnoxious]

I'm thinking of taking up permanent residence in Mettaton's old room. For most nights.

[... It'd been really calming, if a little lonely. All of the Underground pictures beside her own were nice.]

So you won't be too alone, if you don't mind that.

[amygdalae]

I definitely won't mind.

[Have a small smile here, Sigrun. He does appreciate your presence.]

[captainobnoxious]

[All but Thursday is when he'll be having a neighbor, then.

No fucking rule against taking other people's rooms after all.]

[cherryblooded]

ADEPT

[goodforsomething]

> Adept

[Well. At least this one wasn't such a slog. Stan is tired of this.]

[captainobnoxious]

[... So many people do things for the people they love, and it's not an unusual thing by far. Almost every case has been like that.

She regretted punching in Misa's name. Couldn't do Mettaton's. But this week has been a lesson in leadership and hell if she'll let feelings get in the way of her responsibility.

Even if the Kingmaker is right.]

ADEPT

[notjustawriter]

>ADEPT

[No hesitation at all this time.]

[isafraid]

[Never gets easier, does it? Not for Speedwagon at least.

The bomb was a nasty surprise. And it turns out the ladle was important after all.]

> ADEPT

[Just another case of someone doing something in the name of love. It's a damn shame.]

[captainobnoxious]

Ten's not such a bad number! Ten's a nice party, though five is my personal favorite. Nice and neat.

[Everyone has their place with five.

...]

But yeah. Just about a third of us less, I think? There's a lot of space for not a lot of people now. Chin up though, alright? Show some respect for the people who've died before us.

[isafraid]

If it comes down to just five of us here, I don't know what we'll do. [Nnnnnnot a fun time..

He wouldn't want to ever lose that many friends.]

Just about. [sigh. For Sigrun, he'll put on a smile.] Strewth, Sigrun. Respect is about all I've got for the poor mates.

[penduli]

ADEPT

[pokexplorer]

ADEPT