Third Trial.

[withthemost]

[The Mayor is oddly silent today. Contemplative. It may have something to do with the wallpaper here now being very obviously reinforced. Don’t try to tear it down again, kids. You won’t like what happens.

Both Martin and Alfred’s podiums have been smashed to pieces, one of those might come as a shock if you weren’t around when the other body was found. But in the end, you’ll have to press onwards regardless of how many people have fallen today.]

Trial start.

Comments

[hydrazine]

[She nods once he asks, giving him a short answer.]

Yes.

cw: self-harm mention

[protojoker]

[John rolls his eyes.

He rolls up his sleeves, and unbuttons his vest. He has a surprising amount of scars, and some look fresh. It’s unclear how many are from Wednesday, and how many of them are self-inflicted.]

cw: self-harm discussion

[hydrazine]

[She pauses, looking incredibly concerned, as she glances from the scars to his face.]

Did you do some of these yourself...?

cw: just slaps a big flat cw over this entire thread

[protojoker]

Eh. Happens. I like the way blood looks.

[hydrazine]

John... You can't do that. It's not safe.

[protojoker]

Yeah, believe me, I’ve been told.

[hydrazine]

...I want to talk more about this later, but for now, can I check your legs, too?

[protojoker]

...Sheesh, so demanding.

[His legs are fine, from the looks of it.]