PROLOGUE : TRIAL

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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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Ink/blood

[alchemenace]

[ time to stab more teens. which is to say Varian is here with a bandaged arm because he is a GENIUS thanks ]

Gi-gan bled ink from her wounds. Now there are a few possible explanation for this, since Jae-ha said that wasn't a natural thing for her. Um, the first one was that that was true for everyone here. I tested it [ unnecessarily ] and that's not accurate. The second possibility is that the "classics" on the tapestry are what caused that change. A sub possibility from that one is that her tapestry bled ink to signify that she would also bleed ink. I'm, um, I am hoping that one isn't accurate.

The last possibility is that we bleed ink after we die, which would mean Gi-gan's wounds were afflicted on her post-mortem, and weren't the cause of her death.

So. Um. Ion-- passed out Ion?-- and miss Evans, would either of you be willing to help us narrow it down to at least the two latter options?

[psychedelica]

[ he's actually glad someone tested that. thank you, varian, for doing dumb things so the rest of us don't have to. ]

Did anyone try cutting her body to make sure she was "bleeding" ink?

[ respect for the body, what's that ]

[thesettingsun]

Someone pressed on her neck and more ink came out of the wound.

[psychedelica]

... I guess I'll have to be satisfied with that.

[function]

[ guess who's holding the knife ready 2 gently stab ]

[fragileprophet]

[Hello knife-wielder he's coming over here now, rolling up his big pope-y sleeve.]

I'll be careful to hold still.

[londonstar]

Wouldn't it be better if someone else offered themselves up?

[ cAN WE NOT HAVE CHILDREN INJURING THEMSELVES. ]

I would rather offer myself than allow you, Ion.

[thesettingsun]

You weren't on the tapestries in question. There'd be no point in that.

[When Dazai is telling you there's no point in getting stabbed.]

[fragileprophet]

I appreciate the sentiment, but I don't mind.

[He smiles. It really is touching that someone would step up for him, but...]

It's what the people are asking for, so I'm happy to give.

[function]

[ SORRY IM HERE anyway arms out ion direction ]

It'll sting. [ she maybe feels bad... perhaps... but she is stonefaced as always ]

[fragileprophet]

[Okay wow five years later because my laptop is being really slow right now, gomen for me.]

It's alright.

[He takes a breath and steels himself. When the knife cuts into his skin, though he does flinch slightly, to his credit, he doesn't look any more faint than normal. His legs are steady, folks.

Also, he's bleeding blood.]

[alchemenace]

[ hey don't call him out like that ]

[fragileprophet]

I don't mind.

[He may be good at fainting but he's gonna donate his blood for the cause. He's already rolling up his sleeve.]

[alchemenace]

Okay, well, first, make sure the knife is disinfected, and second, I am going to be turning that way while it happens. Um. Which is why 2B is being my assistant for this!

[ thanks toob ]

[fragileprophet]

Okay!

[He'll slide over to Toob but thank you for clarifying about disinfecting the knife he's too much of an infant pope to really think about it that hard there's only so much a person can learn.]

Thank you very much!

[alchemenace]

[ uh ]

You're... Welcome??

[ ???? ]

[wantsitall]

Seriously? [She's not saying no, exactly, but she also saw how Varian's science experiment went =\]

[alchemenace]

I mean I guess we don't need both of you to do it...

[ but also are you gonna make a sick child do it sharpay. wow ]

[wantsitall]

[...lmao of course she would, who do you think she is?]

Well if Ion already volunteered then...? [You're smart, Varian. She'll do it if everyone really protests but until then no thanks, it seems unnecessary.]

[alchemenace]

[ listen he's not the one doing the stabbing ]

I guess that's fine?

[wantsitall]

Let me know if anything changes! [And she flutters her fingers in a wave and begins to walk off byeeee.]