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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[disclosures]

The ones in my life are all crap.

[Don't generalize about men, Rebecca.]

I can't even remember the last story I read where the women were actually empowered.

[axilium]

That's kind of gross?

[randori]

[ He's afraid of close contact. Evidently, she should just confiscate his shoes and he won't go within ten feet of them. ]

[alttitude]

[jae-ha goes to look for sanji and honestly:]

If public knowledge of our time together doesn't embarrass you.

[don't say it like that]

[randori]

Why is it gross if I try, but not if Dazai does it?

[wearys]

Every second counts, right?

[alchemenace]

You kind of are a story. In Corona, at least.

[ a beat ]

... And maybe here? Your name was one of the titles.

[ he still doesn't get that. ]

[thesettingsun]

At least I didn't lick it off a shoe?

[asswipe]

I'd still have to bite down pretty hard to break one...?

[wantsitall]

I did! And...well. Akechi's clearly one of the most interesting people here. [Deductive, actually, but details.] We've spoken before and I was interested in anything he might have learned about the castle.

[vigilantics]

I'll try not to clutch my pearls too much.

[hairbrain]

You need to meet better men, then. The ones here are really nice.

[ they're... in a murder castle...... ]

[randori]

I could scrape some off the shoe? Would that be better?

[spondulix]

I see. And how long did you talk? Akechi, can you confirm this?

[disclosures]

You have to look at the evidence and make your own educated guess.

Nobody here is going to admit if they've killed somebody, because they don't want to die.

[hairbrain]

[ don't make her do this, natsuo, she will to keep u from getting involved with ink drugs. :/ ]

[axilium]

Hey, now that we're getting slowly closer to the Moment of Truth (or Doom), what's with the voting stuff? To Be Continued or Happily Ever After?

[randori]

You don't! If you take it apart, the pen's like a straw and you can suck on it! And there's that little spring you can play with- but you have to be careful not to let it slip or it'll go flying and hit someone on the back of the head!

[disclosures]

... We're playing a murder game. We're out here to try and solve a murder.

[thesettingsun]

At the rate we're going we'd need another day.

[wantsitall]

Quite a while? We had a lot to discuss. [And she turns.] Akechi? [Confirm/deny?]

[themodsgrimm]

[how do you speak in parentheses, belph]

It'll determine the fate of whoever you all vote to be the culprit, based on how merciful or otherwise you choose to be.

[thesettingsun]

No. No it would not.

[varas]

[ Ann just kind of... looks over, ears pricked. ]

[axilium]

Yeah, that's sort of a dealbreaker here.

Though licking ink in general is pretty weird.