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

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[asswipe]

[She nods. Sharpay totally did the thing, but she was Cinderella and thus a hero, so...]

And red for a "civilian."

[randori]

...Dave was a civilian. He was the Boy Who Cried Wolf.

[asswipe]

Tiger said one of the victims could tell lies that became true, so...

[damn.]

[axilium]

... So he could tell lies that turned into reality. Thanks, Natsuo. [...] And sorry.

[randori]

Yeah, that was what he could do. He told me when we found out we were partners— I thought he'd be able to make things easier for everyone here with something as OP as that.

[ It's a dangerous power? So maybe he got killed off because of that... ]

[axilium]

Do you think he would've told anyone else?

[randori]

I don't think so. He's the one who told me not to talk about anything about myself or my title or whatever. Said not to trust anyone, and all that.

[ aaaaaand he promptly failed, but okay

Dave, on the other hand, was always super careful ]

[axilium]

So he was a careful guy, unlike you. Got it.

... Which means he probably wasn't killed for his title.

[randori]

[ that 'unlike you' is unnecessary?? wow
but true ]

There's no need to kill him at all. He had a sword! Nobody would normally mess with a guy with a sword!!

[axilium]

... That's true. Why would someone pick a target who was armed?

[randori]

Because they're stupid! Anybody who kills people is stupid!

[axilium]

I won't disagree with that.

[gently, he reaches to pat natsuo on the back.]

... Hang in there. We'll get to the bottom of this.

[hopefully. maybe.]

[asswipe]

... He could have been incapacitated somehow. In a way that wouldn't immediately raise any red flags for him, so he wouldn't have fought back.

[axilium]

Do you have an idea of how?

[asswipe]

One of the titles, like Sleeping Beauty, could have a gift that let them put others to sleep. That, or— Maybe he was drugged somehow.

[axilium]

... Yeah, I could see that.

[asswipe]

Putting the minotaur to sleep could have been how they avoided being killed by it, too.

[axilium]

Pretty powerful ability they've got there, if that's the case.

[asswipe]

So was Dave's, unfortunately.

[randori]

He was already dead before coming here. [ Don't ask him how. It's Homestuck. ] Maybe something like poison or the cold? I dunno if he'd feel any of that.

[londonstar]

So it was just as I thought.

[ he frowns, not looking necessarily happy by being correct. ]

Therefore, Dave is somewhere in the 'civilian' roles.

[asswipe]

[she nods, frowning.]

Natsuo confirmed it. He was the Boy Who Cried Wolf.