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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[hairbrain]

[ what the fuck!!!! ]

Excuse me!

[ don't make her use her frying pan, binch. ]

[alchemenace]

I'm. I'm sure that washes off.

[thesettingsun]

Soak it in milk overnight and then wash normally the following day.

[hello local ink expert]

[hairbrain]

Oh. Thank you, Dazai!

[ at least it's not blood. ]

[hairbrain]

It had better. [ she looks more annoyed than upset, though. ]

[asswipe]

Are you okay?

[do they have anything to help her clean up.........]

[hairbrain]

I'm fine. I'll have to wash this dress later.

[ sends a sour look over at the npcs!!!! ]

[toughchoices]

[Yikes.

Anyway, Reyna will come over and help clean that off. It's fine, her cloak is purple?]

Are you alright?

[hairbrain]

Oh-- it's fine. I'll wash this after the trial, don't dirty your cloak.

Thank you.

[toughchoices]

This cloak has been stained with worse than a little ink.

...but if you're certain.

[hairbrain]

Well, if you really don't mind.... I can clean it for you after the trial.

[ or varian can. with ~alchemy~ ]

[toughchoices]

I don't mind.

[LET'S GET THAT INK OFF YOUR FACE, RAPUNZEL. She's just gonna wipe it away with the cloak.]

...and I'd appreciate it, but don't go to any trouble.

[hairbrain]

[ this cute thread won't distract me from your transgressions, britt. rapunzel does appreciate it, though. ]

Oh no, you're the one troubling yourself. It's not a problem, really.

[toughchoices]

[im innocent]

It's no trouble at all. I've washed blood out of this before - a little ink is nothing.

[hairbrain]

[ sounds fake. ]

You've.... washed blood out of it? Did you get hurt?

[ rapunzel you sweet summer child. ]

[selfinserting]

[y i k e s]

A-Are you okay?

[hairbrain]

[ big yikes. ]

Yes--- just annoyed. It's alright.

[concasse]

[So.... wandering over a little after that ink incident]

Neh, Rapuzel-chan, can I ask a favor?

[hairbrain]

What is it, Sanji?

[ she still looks a little sour about the inkcident but she's trying not to direct it at sanji. ]

[concasse]

-- Just warning you, it's really stupid, even for me, so I wouldn't blame you if you got mad or anything--

But uh, it's your hair.

[Rubbing the back of his neck.]

Would you mind if I took a look at it?

[hairbrain]

Oh! [ she doesn't think it's that weird.... it's natural for people to be curious about her 70 feet of hair. ]

Oh, no, go right ahead! Do you want me to take it out of the braid?

[ it will flop everywhere if she does though. ]

[concasse]

[HONESTLY he's just happy for her reaction.]

If you would!

Don't worry, I'm used to braiding up Nami-san's hair, I'll help you put it all back up.

[He's not a man servant for nothing.]

[hairbrain]

[ he won't be so happy when he's covered in hair... probably. she unbraids it, and it piles up around him. ]

Awww, Sanji, you don't need to do that.

[ she won't say no to help with hair wrangling, though. ]

[concasse]

[This is a lot more hair than he thought it was. Rapunzel used sorcery to braid it up]

Uh... if you don't mind me asking, why do you have it so long?

[hairbrain]

[ rest in pieces,.,.,. ]

Ahah... well, it's a long story. [ nervous laughter. ]