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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[finethanks]

I'm well aware of who Dazai-san is, actually.

[He's here to help, even if Fitz had fun rich speak with him!!]

[spondulix]

Oh, do you?

[GRUMBLES]

Well, whatever. Even if he is remembered and influential, it doesn't change the fact that he's an idiotic brat.

[finethanks]

Aha, well, licking strange ink and risking effects is rather bold, so I can't say that I disagree with that, either.

[But he likes idiots? Sorry Dazai.]

It's exciting to have him around, though, isn't it? Fufu, a balance of sorts, like tiger and dragon.

[spondulix]

I don't know. It's one thing to be exciting, and the other to be a thorn in the side. Surely, he's entertaining, but at some point it's too much.

He can lick all the ink he wants, though. I don't care.

[finethanks]

Do try to get along here, Fitzgerald-san. As for any rivalry you may have, you can show it with your own work.

[Eichi that's not—]

Here, though, it may be better to appear pleasant to others, or you'll become the aggressive one in the group, and set yourself as a target.

[spondulix]

I don't have any-

[SIGHS.]

Don't worry. I have better things to do with my life than deal with him. Don't worry. This will be the last time we have such a petty disagreement.

[finethanks]

That's the spirit. ♪ Now we can all get along, yay~. What a relief.