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

Comments

[londonstar]

Animating inanimate objects. Doesn't that sound familiar to anyone?

[alchemenace]

Like puppetry?

[okitactless]

How do we know the suit of armor can't move by itself?

[At this point he's ready to assume just about anything is possible.]

[alchemenace]

It could be automated. But, um, well, we know the killer is responsible for where Gi-gan's body was found. If they shoved the body in themselves, especially if she was dead, it would've been preeeetty difficult for them to manage that on their own, especially without bruising the body at all.

[okitactless]

But bodies don't always bruise after they're dead, right? Not unless it happens quickly after the opponent is killed...

[HE SOUNDS SO UNSURE and he's looking around for someone else to confirm or deny this, good lord, but look, he doesn't know?? What's changed since the 1800s???? HE'S A SIMPLE SWORD SPIRIT maybe humans have different bodies now who knows]

[alchemenace]

Yeah, but she'd have to have been put inside the armor pretty soon after death anyway, otherwise rigor mortis would set in? Not to mention she bled all over the armor, and if she was still bleeding, she could still bruise.

[ if anything i say is wrong its not me it's obviously the fact that varian comes from medieval times and has never seen a dead body before thanks ]

[okitactless]

[I see your medieval times and raise you a moron who doesn't know words]

...What's "rigor mortis"?

[alchemenace]

Oh, um. Okay. When creatures and people die, their muscles kind of ... lock? In the position they died in. It makes it really difficult to move them later on.

[ "zia was rigor mortis a thing in whatever era tangled is set" who the fuck knows ]

[okitactless]

Oh, that! [dON'T SOUND SO CHEERFUL]

[alchemenace]

Right! So. She probably had to be freshly. Dead.

[ this is awkward ]