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

[hairbrain]

[ stop this. ]

What do you think? What kind of name would you like?

[fragileprophet]

I'm sorry...I've been trying to think of something, but I haven't come to anything.

[He's of...two minds...on the matter! Haha.]

[hairbrain]

Do you like the color green....?

[ solving the mystery of ion's new name before solving the mystery of the murder. ]

[fragileprophet]

I suppose I do.

[IF HE DIDN'T LIKE GREEN THAT WOULD BE...UNFORTUNATE...]

[hairbrain]

What about... Celadon? Or Lotte? Or... Cezanne?

[ spoilers the last two mean freedom. ]

[fragileprophet]

[He smiles, but, as always, he just looks so damn sad.]

Those are all beautiful names. I'd be happy to be called by any of them.

[hairbrain]

[ can u fucking stop this danielle. ]

Do any of them stick out as being..... well, youish?

[fragileprophet]

[Maybe when you stop making me switch between accounts binch]

...if I had to pick between those, I suppose I'd choose Celadon.

[Because guess who can only be free when they're dead? Haha.]

[hairbrain]

[ you did this to yourself!! ]

Well, you don't have to choose one of those. I can keep coming up with suggestions until you really like one.