Season 1 / Robert McCay - "Sapphire Bullets Of Pure Love" [1st Trial Projection]

Robert McCay

Erin | Vincent Churchwell Does that last voice sound similar to robert?

It's too much of a whisper to tell for sure.

Erin | Vincent Churchwell As he ponders this, he’s gonna step over towards the trophies and mounted heads as well to take a stare at, before he’ll head back down to the lever again.

Most of the trophies are abstract shapes, though you might recognize an Oscar and an Emmy in the mix. Every trophy placard has been scratched out violently with a Sharpie.

The mounted heads are nothing unusual in species for North America-- bear, deer, moose, etcetera-- though they are constructed from papier-mâché and painted in eye-searing colors.

Robert McCay

The statues remain silent this time, though they're both clearly unsettled by this whole thing.

It takes all four of you to pull the lever this time-- sorry Ellie. The stage groans and rotates again.

A dingy alleyway, lit just enough by the neon nightclub signs above to make out the shapes of things below. "Rain" sprinkles down from a perforated tube over the top of the set, echoing strangely through the void. Scattered trash bags and cracks in the walls indicate this place isn't particularly well maintained. Underneath a lamppost, a lone mannequin stands waiting. It's a little more noir than one would expect from the garish colors of the other sets… except for the splash of neon blue erupting from the mannequin's head.

Like the previous sets, this mannequin has a red "play" button.

"Is it… raining??"

"…"

Ellie Carter

She's not against helping, the boys just seemed so eager to do it the first couple of times. She's decently strong herself and gets the lever going again with the help. She steps back onto the stage.

"Damn, how many people did Robert kill?"

She jokes, as if to try and lighten the mood. She lets the newest volunteer press this one.

Kaoru Naito

Kaoru eyes the gun, whistling at it. He looks at the others and sees a lack of recognition and mumbles as he wanders the scene, holding his arms up, “Old as fuck, type a’ shit you’d grab off a wall in a horror movie,” which is a roundabout way of implying this is less of a model order bear killer, at least. He’s really thinking about all this right now.

He helps pull the lever to move on, squinting at the new scene.

Looking around the ground, he grabs a trash bag and opens it to look inside. Kind of details that catch his attention.

Robert McCay

Kaoru Naito Looking around the ground, he grabs a trash bag and opens it to look inside.

The trash bags are, well, actual black plastic trash bags, lined up against the walls. They're full of scrap cardboard and posterboard in neon colors. Is that something at the bottom…?

Andrew Edgeworth Andrew groans lightly at Ellie’s joke before pressing the lone button himself.

This mannequin stands on the corner of the sidewalk, underneath a gloomy lamppost. There's a phone in its hand, though it seems to be made of cardboard and doesn't have any information on the screen. The mannequin's head tilts, as if it had been looking around to assess its surroundings... It's got bigger things to worry about now, though– like the bullet passing through one side of its head and erupting in a frozen spray of paint and plastic.

Pressing the red "play" button on this mannequin's chest starts a crackling tape recording, just a few seconds long:

An inquisitive voice, soft and shaky. "Hello? Is somebody there–"

In the middle of its last sentence, the recording stops short.

Andrew Edgeworth

Andrew groans lightly at Ellie's joke before pressing the lone button himself. Time to see, or rather, hear this to the end.

Ellie Carter

Ellie's eyebrows shoot up because she was only joking before. What the hell went on with Robert?

"Aw, fuck. Maybe he really did."

Kaoru Naito

Kaoru goes to reach into the bag and pauses while some kind of newly trained hesitation flares up and he instead takes the bag by the bottom and dumps it out on the ground to get the thing he can’t quite see out.

Robert McCay

Kaoru Naito Kaoru goes to reach into the bag and pauses while some kind of newly trained hesitation flares up and he instead takes the bag by the bottom and dumps it out on the ground to get the thing he can’t quite see out.

Amidst the scraps he dumps out on the ground… Kaoru finds a small plastic rat!

Erin | Vincent Churchwell

"…I doubt he did all three, at the very least. And they could have all been different shooters."

YEAH HE IS. WATCHING KAORU DO THAT NOW TOO, also half expecting some fuck shit like last time to happen and standing ready. …but it's just a rat! Yeah alright, that's fine.

Andrew Edgeworth

This projection definitely favored the number three… "With all these different voices, and perspectives, that seems almost certa-"

Rat.

"Hm, it's almost cute." Andrew's being sarcastic. Probably.

Kaoru Naito

A toy rat… He squeezes it in his hand tight to squish it a bit before holding it by the tail and swinging it a bit like that’s the automatic action he has to take as soon as he’s holding a toy rat.

“You think he killed five or ten more fellas, cap’n?” He jokes back to Ellie. “Long as they don’t reveal he killed a lil mousey, how bad can he be?”

He says while bouncing his toy rat like a yo-yo. He catches it and holds it up to Andrew and puts his fingers on the back of its head to wiggle its face like it’s sniffing or squeaking at him. Wiggle wiggle. He just does that and seems very happy to be doing it. He loves having a little toy to move around.

Then he’s going to walk to the mannequin and looks at the splash of “blood” and tries to look at the angle: where would the shooter have to be in the scene to have done this?

Robert McCay

Kaoru Naito Then he’s going to walk to the mannequin and looks at the splash of “blood” and tries to look at the angle: where would the shooter have to be in the scene to have done this?

Ellie Carter She follows Kaoru’s gaze once he gets serious about investigating… Yeah, where did this come from if there’s not another mannequin here?

You walk deeper into the set, past the strange angles of the forced-perspective walls, and find a second mannequin. It wields a small pistol with a silencer. This one also has a play button on its chest, but…

With a mighty creak, the stage begins to turn on its own.

Ellie Carter

Ellie laughs a bit at Kaoru. Leave it to Snickers to find a toy. She follows Kaoru's gaze once he gets serious about investigating… Yeah, where did this come from if there's not another mannequin here?

Ellie Carter

Aw, fuck, now it's moving…! She'll hurry over to the new mannequin to press the button, feeling like she'll miss it if the scene changes.

Robert McCay

"They… didn't touch the lever, did they?"

"What the hell is goin' on?!"

Ellie Carter She’ll hurry over to the new mannequin to press the button, feeling like she’ll miss it if the scene changes.

Kaoru Naito He’d have done it if Ellie didn’t, so he’s going to get a look at the mannequin while there with her before it goes while she does that.

The shooting stance of this mannequin is stiff but confident. There's not enough time to look for a manufacturer, but the pistol is pretty nondescript, cheap even. Pressing the "play" button on the center of its chest starts a crackling tape recording, just a few seconds long:

A hollow, hoarse voice whispers. "I'm sorry."

With that, the centrifugal force of the rotating stage starts to pull you away…

Erin | Vincent Churchwell

Vincent is stuck between being on the stage or off once he sees the others have found a secret area, and after a moment curses under his breath and quickly tries to join Kaoru and Ellie on the backstage, AAAAAA sorry Andrew king u can stay behind.

Kaoru Naito

Whatever, what’ll it do, kill them? He’d have done it if Ellie didn’t, so he’s going to get a look at the mannequin while there with her before it goes while she does that. They need to lock in and find the important details if the warden’s are going to be following their leads.

Andrew Edgeworth

Andrew curses under his breath as he goes within range of sight, and sees the other three around the final mannequin.

"Whatever you're doing, do it quick!"

Robert McCay

The stage rotates back to the first scene… but it doesn't stop. It passes the second, and the third, and the first and the second and the third, faster and faster as pieces of the set go flying and the curtains start to billow in the wind.

After a spin or two, the prisoners on the stage are flung off onto the impossibly dark floor, sore but unharmed for now. Looks like that may not last long, though…

The living statues sway on their podiums in the midst of the technicolor storm.

"Ah Jesus, he must be panicking–"

"I told y'all! Y'shouldn't have come here! Just– just leave, okay? There's the door!"

The Sheriff points, and when you turn, a glowing red door stands in the darkness. That wasn't there before, was it? But never mind–

A chunk of plywood barely misses you. Time to get a move on. In a rush, before anyone can get hurt, you open the glowing door and tumble through into the light…

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