The votes are in! Let’s review what’s happened today.

On Day 1, Mr. Endre Whitemane was brought before the court. Plopped into the defendant’s chair, he immediately nodded off into dreams of hunting and chasing kids off his lawn. The 11 jury members, a brave collection of GOG members, were brought in along with the Puzzlemaster to determine the fate of this man. Bler sleepily rubbed his eyes and yawned, waking up more as Mr. Whitemane fell into a deeper sleep. Mikopotato and Habanerose exchanged half-worried and half-competitive glances, notepads in hand, attempting to solve the Puzzlemaster’s earlier mystery which had as of yet gone unsolved. As the judge called the court to session, the Puzzlemaster left briefly at the drowsy, yet grating request from Bler for a slice of pizza from the café, and while leaving the courtroom, the defendant woke up just enough to shoot his gun off in the air and yell for a Coke and a Snickers bar. Moving much more quickly than he knew was possible for his out-of-shape body, the Puzzlemaster quickly retrieved these items and gave them back, wondering the entire time how in the heck the defendant, out of all people, managed to get a gun into the courtroom.

Now that everybody was organized, the jury heard the case and immediately got on the ball. Sunshinecorp, wasting no time, immediately knew what evidence he wanted to see. In the meantime, the other jurors asked for small clarifications on details while Emachine formed a helpful chart. There was some deal of quarrelling, including various threats and pleadings directed towards the helpful yet trollish Puzzlemaster, and while everybody was distracted, Habanerose took the opportunity to give his last guess of his earlier mystery, earning a success after showing his notepad to the Puzzlemaster on the side, causing much mumbling from poor mikopotato.

Much shouting and fascinating theories ensued, including werewolves, pointy sticks, and cars. 011284mm and Austrobogulator remained silent for some time, listening to the crowd and taking notes. Eventually, both nodded to each other, and presented their theories. Soon, the jurors realized that the defendant could be questioned, and suddenly became violent at this opportunity. The poor defendant lost his soda, but undeterred, went back to sleep and began gnawing on his Snickers bar instead. The threats increased to the point where the Puzzlemaster had to implement the Defense Protection Program, whereupon the jurors backed down.

In the midst of the confusion, the Puzzlemaster held an enthralling philosophical conversation with the spectator Emob78. Soon reminded of his duty, however, he returned to talk with the jury. He soon regretted this mistake upon seeing that Emachine had become inexplicably inebriated after stumbling into the café. This was a very confusing situation, considering that the café has no alcohol license, and the Puzzlemaster figured it was best not to question this. Instead, he implemented tools of self-defense until the man calmed down. He decided it was better for him to tally up the votes, but he then realized there were only 11 jurors! Gamefood was mysteriously missing! He considered waiting, but the jurors were getting so bored that they began to chant for an advancement, as well as more food, and became distracted while chatting with the audience. Therefore, it was decided that things would continue and Gamefood would just have to catch up when and if he ever arrived.

The votes showed a fairly clear majority of 5. Although 3 members wanted to check the car, and others questioned the laundry, evidence from the house was presented.