THE FOURTH TRIAL

[despairection]

[Who is Goombriel Gambaldi? Why should the campers have any reason to care about his death? This is a question that must be answered, as the campers are summoned to a trial.

 

Portraits of Clair and Yomiel have appeared in the courtroom - with an additional portrait of Goombaldi slapped next to Yomiel's.

 

Will the collected evidence spill out the truth? Or will this mystery remain unsolved?

 

8 students remain.]

 

 

[Let the class trial in the murder of Goombriel Gambaldi...begin.]

 

Comments

[despairection]

She's still around, she's on your podiums, I don't see why she can't die!

[True enough, she is right on your voting screen.]

[green_mario]

But... I don't get it...

[Gah this whole trial is so confusing.]

[despairection]

What's not to get? You vote, she dies, I get to watch! Easy squeezy!

[superstylishschism]

So much for double jeopardy...

[And he's not talking about the game show.]

[despairection]

Hey! Less talk-y, more vote-y!

[superstylishschism]

...Hmmm, nah, I don't feel like shutting up.

[despairection]

Awwww, c'mon! Don't you want to see what I've got in store? There's still plenty of costumes in my little ol' wardrobe!

[superstylishschism]

Pfeh, I could make better costumes in my sleep.

[despairection]

...Well, fine! Maybe I'll just execute her without your votes, then!

[green_mario]

Is that allowed?!

[despairection]

Who cares about rules anymore?

[superstylishschism]

Did you even care about them to begin with?

[despairection]

Maybe back when I was a dork!

[green_mario]

Was... A dork...?

[What is going on here?]

[superstylishschism]

...You mean before you froze up and rebooted? You've been acting differently since then.

[despairection]

It's like going through puberty! You start off as a total loser, then you become a great big all-star!

[sunflowerfields]

You're certainly not acting like an adult right now.

[despairection]

Hey, cool it with the parenting! Go parent one of the kids here!

...No wait, we're a little lacking, aren't we.

[sunflowerfields]

[Oh no you di-n't]

That's your fault, you know.

[despairection]

Hey, I'm not the one with the blood on my paws! You guys are the ones killing wily-nily!

[sunflowerfields]

You keep saying that, but you're the one who brought us all here to play your game.

What do you get out of this, anyway? Why do you keep doing it?

[despairection]

I like it, sister! What's not to get, ey?

[superstylishschism]

[There is a whole bag of Mono-worms sailing toward you, bear.]

[despairection]

[IS THIS AN ISSUE HE DOES NOT SEE THE ISSUE WITH FREE CANDY]

[superstylishschism]

[Wait, can stuffed bears even eat candy? Fine, he'll follow that up by throwing his rubber hammer. It makes an undignified 'squeak' on impact.]