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

Comments

[hairbrain]

Well, Red Shoes or not...... the culprit clearly used their gift to help with the murder. More than once, even. So.... I think maybe it's someone who would have struggled to overpower Gi-gan on their own.

[fonlines]

So we've been doing this wrong... We looked for those who were strong enough, but perhaps it's been the other way around all this time.

[ so. ]

Might the original women and children thought have some merit still?

[hairbrain]

.... Yeah, I think so. With the ink in the Tailor and no trail to lead to the foyer... maybe the other armor was enchanted to put Gi-gan inside of it..... and it walked away on its own?

[asswipe]

That's what Fitzgerald was saying earlier. We found her body inside the armor in the first place, so...

[hairbrain]

That would explain why there's no trail. Maybe the other armor was meant to be a distraction....