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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[disilluded]

No, I did not. Neither of us were particularly talkative, sans bidding each other good night.

[SO LIKE... YEAH.]

[discardia]

[ ... oh, dear. ]

That's... then, someone made you think--

[ SHE'S SO CONFUSED. ]

Then there's no real way to tell when something took place...

[disilluded]

...Correct.

[This is why he didn't bring it up until now, sorry.

It just makes everything harder!!]

What I know for certain is that Gi-gan and I were both in the room by curfew. When she was removed from the room after that... I do not know, though I was awake for the entirety of the night.

[discardia]

... I see. Thank you, Sousei. Maybe we can figure something out from this.

[disilluded]

Perhaps. I hope it is of use in some way.

[HE DOUBTS IT THOUGH... he would've brought it up a lot earlier if he really thought it would be useful.]

[axilium]

How are you sure that it was really her in the room by curfew, though?

[disilluded]

It was Jae-ha who walked her to the room--if it was an illusion strong enough and crafty enough to fool him, then I cannot say otherwise, but I believe it was her in the room with me that night.

Naturally, with an aspect such as this, however, nothing is entirely certain.

[vigilantics]

She could have been dead any time within the last 48 hours, which includes before curfew.

[disilluded]

It is possible, yes. I do not believe that was the purpose behind the illusion, however.

[...]

They wish for us to have things to discuss in this time period, correct? There is no entertainment to it to them if they cannot force us to do so. In that case, they must obscure exactly two things: who left to commit the murder, and who was murdered.

...Don't lose hope due to this.