CHAPTER 1: TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 1 - WEEK 134 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 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 (entrappings), 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

[nivation]

If his neck is broken, he'd have to have fallen or been pushed from a height or his killer is very strong.

[sanguinairy]

I agree, though I think we'd see a little more damage if he'd been pushed. I would expect head injuries in that case.

[nivation]

Then it couldn't have been a fall, or he couldn't have been pushed.

[ ... ]

But if it was someone's own power, I don't think Dave wouldn't fight back if he wasn't attacked unaware.

[sanguinairy]

Even if he was attacked unaware, I think he'd have fought back as much as he could have in the time before his neck was broken.

[Granted, that may have happened quickly, depending.]

[nivation]

If he fought back, his murderer would have been injured.

[ but a lot of people got injured on wednesday, so that doesn't narrow down the suspect list as much as it could ]

[sanguinairy]

It'd probably do to check for injuries just to be sure, in any case.

[Might as well rule out as much as they can.]

[toughchoices]

[nodding along]

With the right amount of force, it wouldn't be too difficult... But I do believe there are some here who aren't capable of that sort of force.

[like uh, the ions]

[nivation]

It's not impossible if they had an ability to augment their strength.

[ we don't know what those titles do ]

[londonstar]

Not exactly. If they're used to fighting, then even a smaller body would be capable of causing such an injury-- especially with someone like Dave. They weren't even an adult yet.

[nivation]

It's hard to do by chance. They'd have to know the right angle to snap the neck because the neck is flexible.

[ it sounds like she's agreeing. ]

[londonstar]

Correct.

[ and there's a pause ]

You sound like you have some knowledge of it, Lady Kyouka.

[nivation]

My tapestry mentions it. I was trained to be an assassin.

[londonstar]

Ah, right. [ he frowns. what a terrible job for a child. ] Speaking of yours and your partner's tapestries-- do you happen to know who burned them?

[nivation]

I did.

[ Appropriately, her cute hair accessories and kimono are probably a little less than in perfect condition for playing with a little fire. ]

[londonstar]

I see.

[ he nods, understanding. ]

It must have been scary to see yours and Nico's tapestries as Classics, considering what happened last week.

[nivation]

By the end of the week, I felt like it was too much like a target.

[ Like a wanted poster. The paranoia was too much. ]

[londonstar]

It's understandable. Hopefully this will be the last time you or your partner have to go through something of the sort.

[nivation]

I hope so, too. Even if being partners didn't link us, I would be lost without him.