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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[hairbrain]

[ this just makes her fiestier. ]

Jae-ha, this is your life we're talking about! Please take it more seriously!

[alttitude]

[cuter!!!]

I always take my life very seriously.

But... you know, it's not the first time I've had my fate decided by others and had to figure out a way to run from it.

[hairbrain]

Then I'm fighting with you!

[ now she kind of looks like she's gonna cry but she's still determined (tm)!!! ]

[alttitude]

[oh sweetheart please don't cry]

... will you?

As long as you promise that you won't get hurt for my sake, maybe I'll allow it.

[hairbrain]

[ no it's happening, she's a big baby and her eyes are starting to well up. ]

I don't care if you allow it or not! It's happening! So get used to it!

[ is he tired of rapunzel hugs yet??? yes?? well, have one that comes with a bonus crying. ]

[alttitude]

[why would he ever be tired of rapunzel hugs

he accepts her hugs and moves to run his fingers through her hair, trying his best to soothe her with soft noises]

Okay -

Okay. I'll accept that without argument. Thank you, Rapunzel, for thinking that I'm worth it.

[hairbrain]

[ still going to blubber a little, sorry, jae-ha. ]

Why would anyone ever think otherwise?