PROLOGUE : TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... PROLOGUE - WEEK 037 Narrators Remain ; Wakey wakey, naughty murder children. It's a lovely Saturday, after all. Breakfast is served piping hot at its usual time and all of the evidence has been removed from the scenes of yesterday. No matter how you choose to spent your morning though, the clock will begin to chime the moment both hands reach the large, ornate twelve. Before your eyes materializes a door...but not just any door. Unlike the door leading to the festival, this door sits primly and properly right in front of the foyer. Whether you exit the castle on your own or you feel a friendly, invisible push, you begin to walk under an arc of wisterias. Behind you, the clock continues to chime with every step you take. By the time the time the clock strikes twelve, you've entered a beautiful garden. In front of you is a long table, 19 seats on each side. Around the garden are several glass cases containing evidence collected yesterday. As noon intensifies on the sun-shaped clock, you'll find Dragon at the head of the table, a glass-covered rose near her right hand. Tick tock, Narrators. You have nine hours to deliberate. Welcome to your first trial post! Please see here for the OOC summary of events from yesterday's investigation. In addition, please be sure to vote! Please see the voting page on how to vote, as we will have two special things to vote for. Voting will close at 9pm EST/6pm PST! If you have any questions, please ask on our Discord server or ping us on plurk. Please direct pings for the NPC to Dana (decals), as she will be taking point for today's NPC, and the moderator team will be on deck for all other questions. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[thesettingsun]

Yes, yes I do, because I'm right.

[londonstar]

[ he can't believe he's being ordered around by a goddamn skeleton. ]

To think we're comparing between a heel and a knife... [ he'll hold out the knife. take it, skeleton man ] Go ahead.

[alttitude]

[the captain was his ideal woman ♥]

She's a performer - I imagine she has very little experience getting her hands dirty.

[psychedelica]

If the windows weren't breakable, what made you think the walls would be? Anyway, this is a castle. You'd need a battering ram to get them open, not some girl.

[ he's sure steph is very strong but not that strong ]

[alttitude]

I don't.

[ . . . ]

I hope that you know where you're going with this, Belph.

[thesettingsun]

She doesn't like the clothes in the tailor. She has higher standards than putting that on her body even for murder.

[toughchoices]

[the tiger is on reyna's shitlist]

I'm so glad we got to deal with that because she thought it was funny.

[her voice is practically dripping with sarcasm]

[psychedelica]

... If you die hitting your head on something and get me killed by proxy, I'm not forgiving you.

[psychedelica]

Prove it, then.

[disilluded]

...Hm. For now, I suppose we will leave it be then.

[He feels doubt, if someone were pushed to that level of desperation but.

Ok.]

[faceripper]

[ Fane was hoping for an actual list, but he nods, since that's at least a good point to consider. ]

I see. Then... Hm, a question for my own edification to clarify that: at what age are your people no longer considered children?

[sanguinairy]

I could try asking and see if we actually get an answer.

[WHO KNOWS maybe they will, so away he goes to do that...!]

[asswipe]

Rebecca said she took the five missing dresses from the tailor earlier in the week. [So.] ... I don't know if I can trust that we found everything anymore, though.

[themodsgrimm]

No - that secret remains with the Narrators.

[vigilantics]

My life has been too much of a joke for me to die as one, I assure you.

[thesettingsun]

When we find the real culprit I expect an apology for both of us.

[axilium]

... Honestly, I'd rather it not be her.

[especially because he does like jae-ha, damn it.]

Anyway, I don't know anything for sure. It just means that she doesn't necessarily have an alibi, even if she was with you all night.

[hakodate]

[ It's probably a given that Souji is a better person to ask questions than Hijikata, so...go forth and ask, deathcoughing friend. ]

[disilluded]

If there is someone hiding evidence from us... certainly not.

[He sighs, shaking his head.

TOO MANY UNKNOWNS this really sucks.]

That is worth noting, however, thank you.

[wagashis]

...we do still have to weigh that against the fact that all of us are part of this game of theirs. Is her appearance the most important thing to her?

[people can risk plenty, with the right motivation.]

The same would go for anyone else who might not have a reason to do it.

[disilluded]

That would depend on the culture, but generally speaking, the range would be from sixteen to twenty years old, I would imagine.

[faceripper]

[ He takes the knife, and now that he's actually looking at it, he can't help but comment: ]

Why, this is absolutely puny. I made a more effective shiv in Fort Joy out of a scrap of metal and a handkerchief...

[ He says, as he's walking away to head to the body again. I'm sorry. ]

[alttitude]

[Jae-ha seems to pause for a moment before sighing, and closing his eyes.]

... if your line of questioning leads to whoever it was that killed my Captain, pursue it with prejudice.

[Regardless of what might happen to him.]

But it would be against everything the Captain stood for if an innocent girl was put to death for her sake.

[psychedelica]

You said it, not me.

[ running around in a bat costume fighting crime... ]

[sanguinairy]

Excuse me - would you be able to tell us if Tiger-san was also responsible for where Gi-gan's body ended up?