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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[wearys]

So, the hair is framing them-- Reyna and Ann.

[ he's sliding up to a defensive stance near ann now. ]

There's no way either of them would just leave their hair around. It sounds like an obvious diversion by the killer or killers to me.

[toughchoices]

What I want to know is how they managed to get their hands on it.

[Reyna frowns.]

We'd notice if someone took our hair, unless they did it while we were asleep.

[randori]

The bathrooms, right? Hair just falls out when you brush it.

[ girl problems, especially ]

[toughchoices]

...I suppose that's a possibility.

[#longhairproblems]

[wearys]

Couldn't it have just... fallen out? Girls lose strands of hair all the time, right? All over the shower walls and stuff.

[toughchoices]

It does - it's part of the dangers of having long hair.

[fonlines]

Are there any titles that would have to do with hair?

[ Earth fairy-tale peeps, this is your job to handle :/// ]

[thesettingsun]

Rapunzel.

[Of course.]

[fonlines]

Ah, you did explain the minotaur earlier... [ and made Ion wonder if all the fairy tales involved in this game are going to be absolutely bizarre but what Ion's getting at is that Dazai seems to have been established as knowing relevant information ]

In any case, what was Rapunzel's story about in particular?

[thesettingsun]

The relevant parts are that she had very, very long hair. You might want to ask her for more personal details.

Even if we know the title - which we don't - it doesn't help narrow down who might have that title.

[wearys]

Rapunzel is the only one, I think. The title, not... Rapunzel Rapunzel.

[hairbrain]

I still don't fully understand why my name is a title, but.....

[toughchoices]

There's a story about a princess named Rapunzel where a lot of us come from. I'll tell it to you after this, if you want.

[She will, because she's determined to make it out of this.]

[hairbrain]

A story about a princess...? I'm guessing she had long blonde hair.

[ well xavier did say every legend was born of truth so............ maybe people wrote stories about her?? ]

[fonlines]

... That is a little disconcerting.

[ Why is one of the titles one of the names of someone here, he's been wondering this for a while. ]

But in that case, I suppose one possible giveaway would be gold blood?

[londonstar]

Perhaps not, Lady Reyna.

[ he looks thoughtful, obviously racking his brain for something that may excuse her from guilt ]

During spars it might be possible to lose some strands of hair and not notice.

[toughchoices]

...that's possible, too. I went out of my way to train with anyone who wished it this week - but I still can't think why any of them would have thought to frame me, specifically.

[varas]

[ Ann looks a little grateful for Magnus's presence. ]

Yeah, isn't it a little too obvious?

[ And, for what it matters-- ]

I didn't kill anyone.

[wearys]

Definitely too obvious.

[ gives her a shoulder bump. ]

Don't worry, I'm sure no one really thinks you did.

[londonstar]

I apologize if it sounded like I was blaming you, Lady Takamaki-- I was simply stating the facts we have up until this moment,

[ he bows his head, apologetic ]

I hope that neither you or Lady Reyna are the culprits.

[varas]

No, don't apologise. I get it. This is messy and we need to explore every option to be careful.

[ Remembering Sharpay, a muscle jumps in her throat, and she rubs at an eye. More tired than crying, honestly. ]