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

[holybind]

You'd be surprised what people'll put themselves through to save their own skins.

[ Not an accusation, just an offhand comment. Zelos has little investment in whether this guys innocent or not. ]

[resumed]

...true. [It's a thoughtful expression because Zelos isn't wrong, and yet.] That's a very long time to keep up an act like that. But I think you make a good point.

[holybind]

Pretending to be something you're not can be a way of life for some people. Turns less into acting and more into their actual reality. Don't believe everything you see and hear, kid.

[ Zelos don't impart cynicism onto strangers?? ]

[resumed]

[...hm. Given he's finally started being comfortable about parts of himself he was pretending didn't exist, that makes Zelos's point even stronger. He's giving him a slow nod in response.]

So then it becomes a question of which one we're supposed to believe. Him, or her. I get it. [Ann's singing like a canary and Akechi...well. He has his own thoughts on the detective that makes this whole thing conflicting. Sharpay was pretty willing to own up to her crimes when she was caught, too.

This is stupid.]

[holybind]

Who you believe, who you'd rather keep around— either works. By the end of this very few of us are likely going to be entirely innocent. Might as well vote based off your gut since there's not really a moral high ground to take.

[resumed]

[...hm.] There's very little mercy in death. And while he might be suspicious, we don't have enough solid proof versus an actual confession. But if that's the case then I suppose the answer's easier.