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]

But the Red Shoes story was about an enchanted object.

[hairbrain]

Was it? I haven't read that one.

[ sheepishly!!! she's read a lot of things. ]

[disclosures]

It's a story about enchanted red shoes. The gist of it is a girl wears them for dancing, they get enchanted to never come off. Then she has to ask somebody to chop her legs off.

She died at the end.

[hairbrain]

That's horrible! Why would anyone write such a sad story?

[ says the literal fairy tale character. it's ok, her story got disneyfied. ]

[disclosures]

It was some horrible lesson like "women shouldn't be out having fun". Anyway, that's what the Red Shoes is about.

Take it up with Hans Christian Anderson if you want it to end differently.

[hairbrain]

I will! ... Once I get out of here!

[ good luck with that rapunzel. ]

[disclosures]

He's been dead for a long time. You'll have to dig him up from Copenhagen.

[hairbrain]

I--- oh.

[ so much for that. ]

Well, I'd write better stories. Ones that don't punish girls for having hobbies.

[disclosures]

You should, there needs to be more of them. A lot of old fairy tales are just misogynistic crap. Girls need better stories.

[hairbrain]

Yeah! [ zero self-awareness here. ] I agree completely. I'm so tired of stories where the man always has to come and save the day.

[disclosures]

There's a lot of "princess trapped in a tower to be rescued by a prince", "princess sleeps until her one true love kisses her", "princess runs away to be taken care of by men".

What are men good for anyway?

[That sure is one big chip on her shoulder.]

[hairbrain]

Well, they aren't that bad. I, um, actually.... funny story, I kind of got rescued from a tower myself.

[ gosh what a coincidence. ]

But I believe in female empowerment.

[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.

[hairbrain]

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

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

[disclosures]

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

[hairbrain]

By working together!

[alchemenace]

Didn't Eugene rescue you from a tower? [ um ] Not that you can't rescue yourself, Princess, obviously, but.

[ listen that's the story going around corona anyway ]

[hairbrain]

Well, yeah, but..... it's not like I get rescued all the time.

[ don't call her out like this. ]

And that isn't the point! We're talking about stories!

[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. ]

[hairbrain]

Well..... It's not the same thing. I mean, it's just stuff they knew about me?

[ but on that note. ]

I, um, I don't understand that, either. I mean, I'm not a story, I'm... a real person.

[ she's a real boy!! ]

[alchemenace]

They do keep saying we're all ... stories. Or from stories?

[ a longer beat ]

And this is not the time to discuss that.

[ ha ha a murder trial ]

[hairbrain]

I... hm.

[ hmmmm ]

-- You're right. Let's talk about it after.