Mar. 25th, 2017

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[Six weeks, thirteen Champion dead out of their original twenty as well one half of the former Overseer pair. With Jamie now counted as a fellow Champion in the Benefactors' eyes, their numbers have dwindled down to eight.

C.E.C.E.'s announcement sounds and for what may be the last time the Champions must file to the teleporter with their evidence and the Champion Landscape Artist now officially among them. The courtroom is empty this time around, the floating platform as empty as the updated circle of surviving Champion's podiums. Jamie makes a small, humorless sound when he sees the lack of a portrait at Lightning's podium and his own name in glaring green where she once stood.

There's no Bolton to speak to them this time around so it's C.E.C.E. whose voice rings from on high.]

Welcome, Champions, to the courtroom. Eight of you have entered, but if you vote correctly only seven of you will leave. Compile your evidence and select the correct culprit is. If you vote correctly, the culprit will be executed and the rest of you will be allowed to go back upstairs.

Thank you!
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[So, first things first, the Doctor is taking a nice long shower.]

[After that though, later in the day, everyone will find a note shoved under their door, and few others posted around the station in places people might visit:]

I don't think any of us should be alone tonight. Meet in the cafeteria. Bring blankets and pillows.

[Thomasin's copy is written in handwriting he's made an effort to make simple and blocky, and also includes a helpful little doodle pointing to the cafeteria along with some blobby things that are probably meant to be a blanket and pillow.]

[Once they arrive, they'll find that the Doctor has brought down a selection of foods and snacks from the Cat Cafe and Diner, and managed to haul the popcorn machine from the media room.]