muppetmurderhour | MOCK TRIAL WEEK

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MOCK TRIAL WEEK

[~~Constantine~~ Kermit the Frog has revealed his true motives for bringing you all here. What was once a warm and welcoming house has now become your prison, encased in five feet of snow. If it's any comfort, be glad that the heater and electricity still seem to be working. For now. Perhaps searching for an escape route would be in your best interests.

Let's just hope no one gets stir crazy and tries to kill someone else, hm?]

[MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

((ooc: this is the week log for the mock trial! tuesday-onwards is locked until the motive is posted. on friday, an investigation log will be posted, and a trial will commence on saturday (in-game friday). backtagging is encouraged! have fun!))

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[There's a loud, sickening snap. Viewers at home can't tell if it's genuinely someone's bones breaking or an added sound effect. Either way, the Swedish Chef immediately falls over, his humanoid hands writhing in a disturbing manner. He weakly lets out a choked--]

Børk...børk...børk....

[And then falls still. The Swedish Chef is dead.]

Edited 2018-05-01 16:42 (UTC)

[On one hand, he should've intervened. On the other hand, he's holding a puppy.]

Uh- It's okay! I'm a doctor, there's no need to panic, everyone.

[Not that kind of doctor but who's asking? Bunsen's just gonna...verify he's been murdered, then-]

He's resting! ...I think. Give it maybe five minutes before he comes back, it happens!

[It's been over ten minutes and yeah no the Swedish Chef is not. Coming back.]

...Oh dear.

Edited 2018-05-01 17:11 (UTC)

[Her voice is meek, shaking as she asks]

He's not resting... is he?

I'm afraid he's no longer with us...

[His voice is starting to get shaky as he finishes that. Maybe it's his personal crisis kicking in, but he can't find it within himself to make up some scientific nonsense with this.]

What are we going to do, now?

[She wraps her arms around herself, trying to look anywhere but at the body on the floor]

I don't know- usually we just come back no problem, u-uh--

[Now is not the time to panic, Bunsen!]

Mr. Kermit would've never let this happen!

Something's wrong, here.

[She shakes her head]

Something's very wrong. Everything about this place is just... wrong

... Oh, come on! Thats the one I just convinced to take over the world with me. No, you don't get freed for that one. Come on.

...Wait, seriously? He's the murder victim? This ruins all of my charts!

...

[Boober stares in shock. He's seen all sorts of horrific things, and even thought his friends had died, but this... this was too much. What violence! What unfettered brutality!]

That's it! I'm hiding in this... this [he turns to the car] this thing!

[He climbs into the vehicle and slams the door behind him. His faint sobbing can be heard.]

Hey! [he's knocking on the car windows] Boober, this is great news! You're not the murder victim!

[Sarah puts a hand on ~~Gonzo~~ Dickens' shoulder, her voice quiet.]

I don't think that matters, now. Can't you see that he's scared?

I am done caring about such things!

Someone is dead now! I am going to stay here forever. Have fun getting murdered by strange... "frogs". [He still doesn't quite know what a frog is.]

[Sarah had been following the Swedish Chef, but skids to a halt when the weird little creature latched onto his face. Frozen in shock, she could do nothing but watch as the events unfolded. When the Chef's neck snaps she screams, her hands flying to her face.]

[Jareth gasps, then grabs Sarah and pulls her close, baring his teeth over the top of her head at Wilkins as he hisses]

You filthy, mung-headed carbuncle! How dare you!

[NOW HOW ARE THEY GOING TO EAT, FOOL?]

[She doesn't fight him, taking comfort in the familiar in the midst of all this horror. As much as they fought, in that moment she trusted him to keep her safe.

What were they going to do now?]

[well if worse comes to worst, they could eat the unicorn, he supposes]

[WE ARE NOT EATING THE UNICORN!

As if on cue, the unicorn walks over (impressive, given the fact that they're all in a living room with a car and a dead muppet). It bumps Sarah's shoulder, questioningly. She lifts her head to look at it]

Oh... hello.

.... You know .... I don't want to get folks' hopes up too far, but... It may have healing properties.

[She pushes back from him, looking between him and the unicorn]

You mean... but... would we have to kill it? [She sounds so HEARTBROKEN at the concept of killing the unicorn. IT'S TOO PRETTY TO DIE, JARETH!!]

No, no. It would just need to touch him with its horn. ... If the magic holds.

[he makes a face. it may not. his is mostly gone, after all. and at this particular moment, he's very upset about that]

[She sees that face]

That's a big if

[She looks at the unicorn] Do you understand us? [It shakes its head, acknowledging it does. Because WHY THE FUCK NOT?! It gingerly steps over to the Chef's body and touches it with its horn.

And, surprise surprise. NOTHING HAPPENS. It shakes its head again and returns to the pair.

Sarah gives its nose a rub]

You tried. Thank you.

[Her eyes fill with tears again. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FUN REUNION!]

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its_not_fair - 2018-05-04 22:16 (UTC) - Expand

...I should do something about this, but I am also holding an armadillo.

Oh, then pass it to someone else, idiot! You did say you're what passes for law here, didn't you?

[the Cockatoo on his shoulder screeches in agreement]

[...]

Why must people destroy everything beautiful from the world

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