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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[themodsgrimm]

[You get to see a lot of purple ink! And metal! Oooooh....ahhhhh.

But yeah basically it's the fact that Gi-gan's ink-blood smeared all over the inside of the armor.]

[alchemenace]

[ is the blood consistent with how much her wounds would have bled or is there More ]

[themodsgrimm]

[It's consistent!]

[alchemenace]

[ i dON'T KNOW WHAT TO CHECK ANYMORE anyway there's no other ink on the outside of it, right? what about dents or scuffs. does it look like it recently took a beating. ]

[themodsgrimm]

[It's not dented, but it looks like it was moved around and twisted in its place. It doesn't appear to be banged up.]

[alchemenace]

[ is there evidence of invisible strings-- i'm kidding. or aM I??? anyway the real q is. does the foot of the armor look like it fits the ink stain of a shoeprint at all

i'm grasping at straws ]

[themodsgrimm]

[It does not! This is not the suit of armor you're looking for as it's a stationary being :)]

[alchemenace]

[


can he look at the breakdancing one to check the same thing ]

[themodsgrimm]

[HE SURE CAN.

BECAUSE THE BREAKDANCING KNIGHT WILL SUDDENLY CLANG AND WANDER ITS WAY INTO THE GARDEN...boogeying all the way.

It'll also approach Varian and dance at him, clearly challenging him to a dance-off and blocking all of the mirrors.

Fight him, small child.]

[spondulix]

Not you again.

[He's already walking up. HIS MORTAL ENEMY, RETURNED.]

We don't need you around here. Leave.

[themodsgrimm]

[Wow, that's pretty rude. But the armor isn't leaving. Varian wanted to get a better look at it and now's his chance...if only he can get it to stop dancing. Sorry Fitz.]

[concasse]

... Shit, you actually came to find us.

[KINDA IN AWE HERE]

[themodsgrimm]

[He'll just keep boogeying and hoping to woo Sanji with his sweet moves. Take a look at him now.]

[hairbrain]

[ what the fuck. ]

Oh! Is this the dancing armor I heard about?

[themodsgrimm]

[Okay but would Rapunzel dance with the armor, we must know. Because the armor will be trying to dance with Rapunzel now even while blocking the mirrors.]

[alchemenace]

... Soooo this is happening. Okay.

[ ok. well. breakdancing might not have been invented. but if the armor wants varian to dance against him he. he can do that.

it is not very good ]

[randori]

Whoever can't dance is suspect.

[wagashis]

[just for the record he is out here trying to watch the assembled narrators now that this lil shit has shown up. just in case there's any indication one of them is actually doing something with this.

no! trust! especially not for you guys who were previously unconscious. :/

anyway yeah have fun with the armor]

[themodsgrimm]

[:)]

[finethanks]

Ah, a communication through dance? Is that it? When words are impossible or simply not enough, and music isn't there, then you must feel it from your heart and soul, and let it blossom...!

Is that it, Armor-san?

Then, please, allow me to communicate.

[He's going to dance so elegantly it's blinding, even through his sickness, look at him go. ARE THEY COMMUNICATING? IS THIS HELPING?]

[randori]

[ CLAPS WILDLY FOR EICHI yeah, show that armor who's boss ]

[doublecrows]

[. . .]

[golf claps]

[themodsgrimm]

[I. Hm. That's definitely how this works, Eichi and the armor

will gracefully try to sweep Eichi up into its arms to dance with him. This is the true language of dance.]

[fonlines]

[ .... yeah more polite clapping from over here too ]

[doublecrows]

. . .

Good evening, Armor-san. How has your day been?

[HE ASKS, SUPER CHILL]