CHAPTER 1 ; MINGLE

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 1 - WEEK 136 Narrators Remain ; Is it a little cold in here? Or is it just the existential dread? Monday comes, washing away the past week like a sweep of ink on a new page – oops, too soon? Narrators will find that there are some… changes in the new morning though. For one, there appear to be real, true doors scattered around the first floor of the castle that lead outside. Yes, outside. And for once, not a fake outside – but rather, a very sincere, very real outside. You can follow the path to the garden where trial was hosted on Saturday, though you’ll find there won’t be anyone there to serve tea and crumpets for you. Still, it’s beautiful, lush, and… chilly! Oh, it appears as though you’ve been welcomed outside just as the weather took a turn for the lower temperatures. Bundle up! By Tuesday, snow will begin to flutter from the sky. The snowfall will build up to a neat five inches by Thursday. Luckily, the fireplaces in your chambers are burning brightly enough to keep you warm while indoors… for now. As if assisting with your cold troubles, Sharpay and Gi-gan's tapestries in the Dining Hall will suddenly become alight in flame from the bottom, fire licking at the tapestries until they disappear entirely from the walls. No trace is left behind. Mysterious. Outside, you’ll also find that the path to the woods are open, as well as the Wishing Well and – a sprawling hedge maze. Oh. Be careful! Looks a little tricky. However, as if you’re not allowed to forget exactly what it is that you’re here for, all Narrators will find that the Title List in their chambers has been updated. In addition, all partners will undergo a strange feeling of paranoia when separated from their partner. It will begin as an odd, nagging feeling, but intensify as the week goes on. This will continue until Thursday's curfew begins. Welcome to Week 1, everyone! Today we'll be rolling out additional mechanics, so please direct your attention to the Wishing Well page and take note of our partner effects. We would also like to remind players to submit all of their Prologue PCs and new PCs at the Private Conversations page and review the weekly ooc notes for important details in the castle. Something chilly will be arriving on Wednesday, June 13th so keep your eyes peeled for that as well. full navigation. locations taken (statuses) stories (profiles) info & faq wishing well private conversations

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[wearys]

[ in the midst of a snowy hallway, there's a golden sword in a snowbank. just chilling (ha ha).

do you
> ignore the sword
> pick up the sword
> other? ]

[fonlines]

[ ... Pick up the sword?

Did someone lose this? ]

[wearys]

[ yes. magnus lost it.

or rather, magnus is it.

what I'm saying is a few seconds after ion picks up the sword it sort of just... explodes into a person. a blonde teenage demigod in a tiger kigurumi. ]

-- Thanks, I've been stuck like that for hours.

[fonlines]

[ Ion just springs backward like a startled cat at the explosion, bristling fur and all and staff readied to swing if

necessary

... it doesn't seem to be necessary. good news, everyone, we won't have a possibly concussed body to deal with on wednesday. ]

You are very welcome? [ he responds, somewhat blankly. is magnus on the floor. should he offer a hand to help him up. does magnus need a blanket to warm up. ] How did you come to be trapped in that state?

[toughchoices]

[picks up the sword tbh it looks like imperial gold]

This didn't come from the armory.

[...she's confiscating it???]

[wearys]

[ that's the nicest compliment magnus has ever gotten.

too bad a few moments later the sword will turn into a dude in reyna's arms, unfortunately not made of imperial gold. ]

-- Uh, nope. No, I did not.

[ please don't confiscate him ]

[toughchoices]

[drops him]

[toughchoices]

[...no, i'm kidding, she doesn't do that. She does stumble a little, but she manages to readjust her hold and regain her footing. ...have fun getting princess carried, Magnus!]

How long have you been able to do that?

[concasse]

[But can you kick the sword?

... Okay fine, he won't kick it. More like he gently toes it with the desire to kick it, but not the energy.]

Who the hell left this...?

[wearys]

[ you can kick the sword, but the sword wouldn't appreciate it.

what kind of weirdo leaves a sword around a murder castle anyway. ]

[concasse]

[YEAH WHAT KIND OF WEIRDO?

Though Sanji, after another moment's pause, sighs and finally picks up the damned thing, giving it a look over]

You gotta belong to someone... unless Tiger-sama's so bored she's throwing out weapons.

[spondulix]

[Fitzgerald picks up the sword, you know, like an idiot.]

Why, this is a fine sword! I wonder why I didn't see it around before.

[wearys]

[ because the sword is a dude, you know, like a liar.

and like the liar the sword is, after a few moments it will just. suddenly become the dude. ]

-- Sorry.

[spondulix]

[Just.]

[Blinks.]

...

Bring back the sword.