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CHAPTER 1: TRIAL
CHAPTER 1 - WEEK 1 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 Tiger at the head of the table, a glass-covered rose near her right hand. Tick tock, Narrators. You have nine hours to deliberate. Throughout today's trial, the snow continues to fall as it has all week, though it's gentle and soft. Instead of tea and crumpets, today's snack bar includes the makings for s'mores, including sharp metal skewers. A fire could be built, should anyone have anything flammable. Additionally, every now and then, the howls of a group of wolves will penetrate the silence that occasionally falls on the the group...and sometimes even in the heat of the moment.  Welcome to your 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 Danielle (
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TALK TO THE HOST
Approach? ]
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Can we ask how many culprits there were, Ms. Tiger?
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Hello, Tora-kun. Ryuu-kun isn't coming?
[good riddance, zappy b--]
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Miss Tiger, can you tell us anything about the title of the diseased or if they accomplished their objective?
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Is teleportation one the "gifts" you give people?
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BODY EXAMINATION
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EVIDENCE EXAMINATION
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and by dms, i mean, she's going to specifically want to check out the lock. ]
Do I... tell you out loud? [ she's talking to a mirror. why. she hates magic. ] Please show me the lock.
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Since we're all stuck here right now...
So, I don't know if we ever decided on actual names or not, but I don't really want to call him— [gestures to one of the ions] "passed out Ion" throughout this trial if we ever need to refer to him, and it's not even accurate this time around?
Which means! One of you two Ions is going to have to change your name. Speak up now if there's anything you want, or we'll vote, or something.
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Is this really the time?
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dave's spooky corpse
Ah, right-- About Dave's body, Belph and I found it in a strange way. He was inside of a bush near the well, so deep that we had to uncover branches to see who it was, but before we got there that was the only disturbance. No footprints, no signs of a struggle.
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Was there anything else weird around there? Like, maybe he made a wish that went bad?
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soo-won's beautiful corpse
Di Angelo, 2B and I were the ones to first stumble upon Soo-Won's corpse. It was in the middle of the hedge maze, guarded by the Minotaur.
[yes, there's a minotaur]
His neck was sliced clean through. And in addition to that, he bled golden ink. There were flecks of same decorating the hedges on our way to the body, as well as a few strands of ink-covered dark hair and clean blonde hair.
If anyone has any theories, I'd like to hear them.
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UPDATE?
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science was. A Mistake : Dave's blood
Um, not to alarm anyone, but Dave still bleeds blood. Just. Thought you guys should know.
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dave in a bush
Hey. Last week, Gi-gan was shoved into the armour—because Sharpay had killed her before curfew and needed to hide her corpse.
... Maybe it's the same for Dave. He could've been murdered before curfew, and then the killer tried to hide him in the bush. It was brought up that the snow could've covered up any footprints if done early enough, too.
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Why deposit the body in the bushes, and not the well itself, though?
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let's get nude and rude
[ Fane shrugs, then gestures to all of you ]
So, come, shed your clothes and we'll be done with this quickly. I don't want to look at your quite... fleshy bodies more than necessary, and I imagine the same is true of everyone else.
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[Dazai sounds disappointed with this.]
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HAIR HAIR HAIR HAIR
I'd like to compare these strands of dark hair to anyone who has dark hair that is at least the length of my arm. If you'll step froward, we can do this quickly.
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I do.
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earth dormitory
[ something something alibis, time of death, whatever ]
Are people still sleeping in their own rooms? Or are you having sleepovers and not inviting me? You should invite me. And Souji.
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[who asked you, yams]
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Mystery of the kitchen door
[Sighing. Gnawing on his thumb fingernail. He is suffering without his cigarettes]
Me and some other shithead got locked in the kitchen. The door shut on us and I had to use a butterknife to pry it open.
-- And speaking of that, there was one butterknife and one teacup already missing by the time we got in there.
[Which let's be real could mean jack shit, but anyway--]
This happen to anyone else? The door just shutting for no reason?
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[The cook must be exasperated by now.]
I've yet to experience anything of the sort.
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TRIAL SUMMARY
[ waver speaks calmly, as if giving a lecture to the rest of the narrators ]
Soo-Won was found in the maze that was protected by the Minotaur, his death from a cut to the neck, while Dave Strider was found hidden in the garden bushes, his death being a broken neck.
In Soo-Won's case, they found specks of golden ink and some long, dark hair also covered in the ink, that seems to match... [ he glances at reyna ] with Lady Reyna and blonde hair that belongs to Lady Takamaki. In addition to this, the cut on Soo-Won's was clean, which means that there was either little resistance, or our killer was simply that skilled.
[ whatever. next topic. ]
Besides this, Soo-Won's ability appears to be related to plant growth. Due to this, it's suspected that he defended himself before being killed and, in doing so, injured his assailant, since they found blood in one of the branches. So we suspect that at least one culprit, since we may be looking at multiple, must have been cut or stabbed in some way.
[ he pauses, taking a breath before continuing. ]
For Dave Strider, we have figured out that he had the role of The Boy Who Cried Wolf. Considering that he bleeds crimson ink, which led me to confirm the fact that Heroes bleed gold, Civilians bleed red, and Villains bleed purple. However, we have not known much else about him.
[ a shrug. it's unfortunate, but that's how it is. ]
Besides this, it is imperative to note the fact that someone tried to break into the Earth dorms the night of the murder, which is the dorm where Soo-Won resided and possibly the culprit. Besides this, Lady Takamaki and Dave Strider were both in the same dorm as well, the Fire Dorm, although this one was not broken into.
If anyone else has any information or theories, please feel free to say.
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A THING
Okay, I can't believe I have to explain that littering is frowned upon.
[She places them both on the table.]
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[ :/ ]
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Re: A THING
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footprints
[ she's an assassin, not a detective. help. ]
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[Because um. Suspicious]
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stuff
We've got two killers here, so chop chop, guys.
[three hours left!]
Secondly, one of the killers probably threw the teacup down the well. If it's anything like with Fane, they might've been cursed somehow.
Thirdly, there's a medicinal smell on the cup that was presumably used to drug Soo-won. Discuss.
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Do we know what forms a "curse" can take? There could be many in a place such as this.
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drink to forget the trial
[ she raises a cup of hot cocoa. ]
Fane threw his journal into the well and was cursed with not being able to hold onto his memories --- so I think maybe one --- or both? of the killers just miiiight be cursed from throwing the tea cup into the well. Journals are for keeping memories, after all, and not being able to keep them is kind of the opposite. So, if they are cursed.... it could be medicine-related or it could just be drinking related, so I want everyone just to drink a cup of hot cocoa with me now. Okay?
[ what better options do they have at this point? ]
Please.
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Fine then. We may as well test every possible outcome.
[No matter how small...
He'll take some cocoa and drink! No issues here.]
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cardiac arrest
[ according to the mods and google. ]
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[uh]
So - shall we take this as confirmation that he was poisoned, then? Poison can cause that.
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ONCE MORE, A THING
Oh, good news.
[With a wave of her hand something weird appears on the table with the teacup and the black-paged journal. Upon close inspection, you can tell that it's a cast made in the shape of a footprint.]
Someone (not me) made this available for you all to use today. Hope this helps!
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Why the wait?
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[kazoo voice] it's the final countdown
[jesus hecking christ.]
What are you going to do now?
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And which option: To Be Continued or Happily Ever After?
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DECISION;
The Tiger uncovers the rose and picks up the petals in her hands. With an elegant flourish, she scatters them onto the ink table where they turn into ink splatters and a message:]
[She clears her throat, and speaks.]
Narrators, you have voted in the majority for Ann Takamaki and decreed her fate Happily Ever After. You have done well as she is indeed Guilty for the murder of Soo-Won. Two of you cast a vote for yourself--but as one of them was Ann Takamaki herself, only Natsuo shall therefore be facing punishment for the breach in contract.
Tomorrow she will face the ending of her story. Be content in a mystery well solved.
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Ann Takamaki, darling, if you have any last words, now is your time to speak.
[Ann will have time to speak, but once done, she will find herself surrounded by two suits of armor and escorted away to a night spent in the dungeon.]
((ooc: As the Happily Ever After mechanic has been chosen, please proceed to the ooc sign-ups here on the voting page if you would like your character to partake. Please only sign up if you will be present for tomorrow's execution. We will RNG results tomorrow morning. Thank you!))
1/?? i don't even. just. give me a moment
[white noise]
[all he can hear is white noise, all he can feel is his heart fluttering frantically in his chest. he gasps for air, but can't seem to fill his lungs, no matter how hard he tries]
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