DAY 03

[thecomputer]

[Good morning! The doors unlock at 07:00, the enforced sleep effect wearing off just a few minutes prior. The body will take some time to find this time - because Zolf was hidden in the depths of the Labyrinth!

The Computer doesn't speak up until someone finds him.]

Good morning, Citizens! Last night, participant Zolf-O-DEF-1 was terminated due to Communist action. There are now 10 Citizens and 5 Communists.

Trial 03 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, Zolf’s full User ID is now visible, and his status has changed to DEAD.]

Comments

[schrodingers_man]

In my defense, subtlety wasn't what I was trying for.

[ The other two.... He won't try to defend the other two. ]

[murimurimuri]

[My animal tamer instincts are drawing me closer to your strange creature.]

[plentyfriendly]

That's what I thought. Instead, you needed to... experiment for a little bit. It had to have been worth a shot at least...

[fullonbraced]

[IT'S AS OBVIOUS AS A SLAP TO THE FACE BOBBY]

[fullonbraced]

[Distraught, Robin eventually went back to the food sector, only to finally discover that they had food cubes now.

Unfortunately, she had no appetite anymore. So, might as well arrange them into little sculptures.

That's what they're there for, clearly.]

[fullonbraced]

[Robin was visibly shaking.]

I... I can't handle this, maaaan!

[fullonbraced]

[Robin moved quietly up beside Yomiel. She felt the need to say something to the person that had offered her a room to stay in, but what could she say.]

...I can't believe he's dead, you know?

[plentyfriendly]

[Not necessarily now, obviously! She'll just leave the monkey to its extremely questionable work, since she won't get anywhere talking to an animal.]

[schrodingers_man]

A lot of it's pretty wishful thinking, but it's not like there was any harm in trying. I might feel bad if I was drowning out something actually important, but it doesn't look like that's the case.

[cantarellacookie]

Don't look anymore, Robin. Just...

[There's a monkey-mouse who's just finished barfing that is now clinging to your pantleg, Robin. And even Anthy's got her hand on your shoulder.]

[cantarellacookie]

[Anthy is also in the food sector, attempting to feed Chuchu food cubes, since the ones that he ate last night were currently lying half-digested on the Labyrinth. She's cut up the cubes into smaller bits so he doesn't choke on them.]

[schrodingers_man]

...Yeah.

[ There's a couple of false starts towards saying more, but nothing actually comes out. He just doesn't... really know what to add to that. ]

[lexicalscope]

Actually, I was suspicious of Mr. Greed. As for you... I don't know. There's no way to know who wrote that message, so really it has no value one way or the other, you know?

Moge-Ko was just a monster. I was okay with voting for her, no matter what she turned out to be. And yesterday, Miss Tohsaka, she pretty much said she was the survivor. So voting for her wasn't a problem either.

Tonight we have to vote, and I don't know what to do. The computer does the execution, but we're the ones that kill them.

[schrodingers_man]

[ Yomiel approaches her, and there's something... oddly menacing in how he's carrying himself today. She was one of the people suggesting he could be a Communist at the trial last night; did he take it a little too personally...? ]

Anthy Himemiya. We haven't talked much. I think that should change.

[plentyfriendly]

Just a pointless catchphrase and the mad ramblings of a guy that I'm not sure has even set foot in the hygiene sector.

[standbyrival]

[my jerkass instincts make me snap a glare at you!!]

What are you doing?

[cantarellacookie]

[She looks up, as does Chuchu. She smiles in that particularly blank way of hers up at him. Her voice is pleasant and inoffensive.]

Do you, Mr Yomiel?

[The little monkey-mouse eyes him with trepidation.]

[murimurimuri]

Ah! Sorry! It's just, I've never seen an animal like this before!

[standbyrival]

It's not an animal.

[he says as it runs around spinning its arms and stuffing its face and making animal noises]

And even if it was, you don't just go up to random wildlife.

[schrodingers_man]

I do. See, I've got some good news, and I've got some bad news. I think everybody's going to want to hear about it, but it's actually of particular interest to you specifically, Ms. Himemiya.

[ There's a distinct sarcastic tone to the polite term of address, and while he isn't yelling, he's definitely speaking more loudly than usual. Looks like he wants to make sure people notice what's going on over here. ]

[cantarellacookie]

I see.

[She's not entirely sure what Mr Yomiel's exact plans are... but she's got enough experience to tell when someone is getting ready to attack her. She looks down at Chuchu, pets his head, and something seems to pass between them, because he nods and scampers off the table.

She looks back up at Yomiel and though her face still has that same blank smile, her eyes are looking at him as if he's an alien--or maybe she is.]

What is your news?

[1/2]

[schrodingers_man]

It's customary to start with the good news in cases like this, isn't it? At least, that's what I've always believed is the best way to go about it. As it turns out, our Loyalty Officer found their first Communist last night!

You've probably already guessed what my bad news is, haven't you, Ms. Himemiya? Who's the Communist they found?

[2/2]

[schrodingers_man]

It's you, of course.

Re: [2/2]

[cantarellacookie]

[Anthy continues to look up at him with the blank smile and hostile eyes.]

If you say so, Mr Yomiel.

If you're going to murder me, please make it quicker than Moge-ko did.

[plentyfriendly]

Yeah.

[She can't help but think of another situation like that, one that renews her gratitude at being away from that man...]

If something else comes up today, then we'll be able to make another good decision. Until then we just have to think...