DAY 02

[thecomputer]

[Good morning! The doors unlock at 07:00, the enforced sleep effect wearing off just a few minutes prior. This time, There’s no body in the central hub… because the body of Greed is in the Hygiene Sector!]

Good morning, Citizens! Last night, participant Greed-R-PAR-1 was terminated due to Communist action. There are now 11 Citizens and 6 Communists.

Trial 02 will begin at 20:00.

[Friend Computer will remain to answer questions for ten minutes. One hour after the body is found, the usual fleet of cleaning droids will clear up the corpse and surrounding mess.

On the profiles list, Greed’s full User ID is now visible, and his status has changed to DEAD.]

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THE BODY

[thecomputer]

[Greed’s body was found, fully clothed, in one of the shower stalls. His face is contorted into a bizarre, agonized expression. He hangs from the neck by a noose, and on the ground next to him is a bottle with a skull-and-crossbones symbol on it, half full of thick, green liquid.

Clutched in Greed’s right hand is a scrap of paper, with a single sentence written on it in red ink: “I DID IT FOR JOHNNY”.]

[schrodingers_man]

[ When Yomiel asked to room with Greed last night, he figured only one of them would be walking out of that room in the morning.

He did not figure it would be him.

There's only so many places a body could be in here, and it doesn't take Yomiel long to find Greed's. He can only bear to look at it for an instant before he has to turn away. He doesn't really want to make a habit of vomiting all over the crime scenes. That face is going to haunt his nightmares for the rest of his life. However short that's probably going to end up being.

He takes a seat on the floor nearby--out of line-of-sight with the corpse, but close enough to listen in on any investigative discussion--and draws his knees up to his chest. This is absolutely not what he needed after last night. ]

[plentyfriendly]

[Phi doesn't have much to say. She looks for a little bit, sure - including at the most-likely-to-be-some-kind-of-poison, even it if is cartoonishly obvious - but in the end she just leaves the room after a few minutes.

Instead...]

[harshwords]

... So Johnny was a name, after all.

[ Though, at the very least, this shows that either the Computer either has a thing for a person named "Johnny" or it's an important person in Communist history... Not that she knows much about American history, since really, it's not all that important to her.

Though it definitely looks like he was poisoned and then hung, but it doesn't help them all that much. She'll look closely at the bottle for a moment or two before turning around and leaving. ]

[lexicalscope]

Huh. I kind of thought that... never mind. Whoever Greed's partner is, they might as well admit it now and be immune from the trial tonight. We'd even have to trust them, because a communist couldn't fake that without giving themselves away to the real partner.

[As far as she's concerned, all of these crime scene clues are a useless distraction anyway. Might as well focus on the few actually helpful details like this. ]

A MESSAGE

[thecomputer]

[Shortly after the discovery of the body, following a brief stretch of time where the Food Sector was deserted, something interesting can be found there! There is a short message written out on one of the tables, out of smeared FunFood (hot flavor). It reads…]

PHI COM

[thefaceofjustice]

[...Well, at least it's not written in blood, as most notes in Ace-Attorney-verse are.]

Is this from the loyalty officer, or..?

[Welp, better investigate. So... checking for fingerprints maybe?? (ARE THERE FINGERPRINTS IN THE FUNFOOD?)]

[plentyfriendly]

[Phi doesn't look at this until a lot later. Gross as it is, she's got to eat sometime.]

Certainly doesn't leave a lot of ambiguity in the meaning...

[standbyrival]

. . .

Didn't someone suggest one of the roles doing this yesterday? Now it just looks like a red herring.

[or whatever the pokemon equivalent to herring is]

Trying to get the computer's attention

[in_plain_sight]

[Maybe she jumped up and down in front of a camera. Or threw a glob of FunFood at it, I don't know.]

I have a question. We might need the answer to avoid getting cornered for the rest of the game.

Is it possible for the communists' night action to kill one of their own under any circunstances?

[thecomputer]

The Communists are free to vote to execute one of their own! If they did so, said target would be identified as a Communist come morning.

Central Hub

[plentyfriendly]

[Because she has a lot of thinking to do. She hasn't seen the message, but there are a few facts she can't ignore. A few ideas she has, whether good or not.

Phi leans against one of the railings, as if she expects someone is going to ask her something.]

[fullonbraced]

....Hey!

[Well, you'd be right about that. Robin was the type to just come up to someone, now wasn't very different.]

Are you doing okay?

[in_plain_sight]

Do you deny it?

[It's a very flat, blunt question. No hard feelings either way.]

[harshwords]

[ Rin is standing in the corner of the central hub, deciding that it's not exactly safe to stay near the body; it doesn't look like there's going to be any clues regarding who a Communist is there.

A lot of thinking has to be done and the facts have to be put together before the trial. So she'll be here, thinking. Of course, she won't hesitate to speak with anybody on her thoughts. ]

[cantarellacookie]

[Anthy goes to stand by her. She has a thoughtful expression.]

If I understand the rules of this correctly, they weren't trying to kill Mr. Greed, were they? To kill him they'd have had to try to kill his Partner.

Central Hub

[stinkingdeadendjob]

[Day two, and he's staving off the crushing sobriety by eating away at FunFoods. From the looks of it, it seems like he enjoys the algae mush.

Clay was well aware of the recent killing, but he hadn't seen the message in the Food Sector, despite just being there. Till now, physically and mentally, the man's been stumbling around the place. He'll be walking around and eating, hoping to eavesdrop and hear where the investigation's going. Hell if he knows how to make heads and tails out of this. And hey, it ain't rude if nobody catches you.]

[harshwords]

You're actually enjoying the food?

[ Because that's just plain strange. ]

[schrodingers_man]

[ Yomiel stayed in the Hygiene Sector until the cleaning droids cleared out Greed's body, but now that all that's done and over with, there's somebody he wants to see, somebody who didn't even go to see the body.

And now he's found him. ]

YOU!

[ Yomiel lunges at Clay, his hands aiming for Clay's throat, and if they get a good grip around it, it's not going to be easy to get him to let go. ]

Greed told me last night he knew you were safe! He didn't say why, but it's obvious now! This is your fault! They were after you!

[fullonbraced]

Heeeey! Old guy! Are you really eating that food?

[Because seriously. Who would eat that unless they were in total despair?]

[alchemicals]

[He'd gone to look at the body earlier.

He's not entirely sure why, since paying last respects isn't really something he does and the whole fucking thing is a farce around here anyway. But he'd gone, and he'd looked, and he'd just kind of stood around looking annoyed as hell for a moment before turning and going back into his room to declare a mulligan on the entire fucking morning and go back to sleep.

But he's up now, and the central hub is as good a place as any to be; he's got a silver pocketwatch that he's playing with idly, flipping it open and shut again, but otherwise he doesn't seem to be doing much of anything. Just sitting on the floor against a wall. Messing with the watch. Once in a while raking one of his hands back through the shorter strands of his hair.

At least he doesn't seem in the mood to approach and hassle as much as he usually does; surely that's a godsend.]

[cantarellacookie]

[After witnessing the end of Yomiel's altercation with Clay, Anthy goes back to the hub. She ends up sitting down next to Kimbley. She doesn't really say anything at first, but Chuchu reaches over to pat him gingerly.]

[decrees]

[...Well, he can certainly say that this isn't what he was expecting. Logan doesn't stay near the body for long, instead retreating to the central hub. Logan doesn't sit, instead he begins pacing. He walks from one end of the central hub to the other, hands clasped behind his back and looking deep in thought.

He should have known better than to find any sort of attachment with anyone here. The only person you can rely on is yourself, he knows that.]

[staunton]

[ Wow, the whole thing with Yomiel and Clay was a goddamn mess but at least they intervened before it resulted in somebody getting their ass killed. Knightley will likely spend most of the day just thinking about what their next move should be because they have another trial ahead of them, but early in the afternoon it's possible to find him sitting on a ledge in the central hub.

Naturally, he's got the chess board out like the nerd he is. ]

Hm, if I move the queen to...c4...

[murimurimuri]

[In the Central Hub, Simon is trying to get his monkey to eat some cold, green slop. This is perhaps a bit hypocritical, considering how little he's eaten himself over the past couple of days.]

Moneeeeey. You're going to get siiiick.

[thefaceofjustice]

[Bobby watches for a moment before approaching Simon.]

...Want me to try feeding him? I've been taking care of other peoples' animals for awhile.