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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[holybind]

You know, we were having a real nice moment— you and me. But then you had to resort to violence. It's a shame, really.

[toughchoices]

That is not what happened at all.

[Just let her die. Let her die? Can everyone vote for her right now and put her out of her misery, please?]

[concasse]

[No they must all vote for Zelos.

Sanji will take one for the team.]

[holybind]

You know what you said, and I know what you said— and that's good enough for me, brown eyes!

[ He won't doxx you today Reyna, partially because of context, partially because there are enough people in this room making threats upon his life at this moment. ]

[toughchoices]

[UUUUUUGGHHHHH.

She looks like she wants to hit him but she'll refrain for now.]

[londonstar]

Leave her alone.

[ NOW HE REALLY IS STEPPING IN FRONT OF REYNA HE WILL PROTECT HER WITH HIS TWINK BODY ]

[holybind]

Don't get your Stuffy Britches in a knot. As you can see she's clearly very capable of protecting herself—

[ He stands on his toes and shouts around Waver ]

— even when there's not actually any reason to have to protect yourself!!

[londonstar]

If you say that, then it means that there really is a reason to protect themselves from your stupidity.

[ HE'S GONNA SHOVE ZELOS AWAY. get your gross self away from her ]

[toughchoices]

[shouts back at him]

Keep your opinions to yourself, Zelos!