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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[thesettingsun]

[Dazai notices Eichi looking, and his expression softens a little from Gleeful Murder.]

...I'm sorry, Eichi. I can't forgive people just because I like their partners.

[finethanks]

...

[Eichi can't keep looking at him, turning away, crossing his arms to curl in on himself. He's a big baby after all, his talk earlier was for show...]

I don't want to die...

[concasse]

Oi now, don't forget last week the partner of the killer got off scott-free.

There's a chance you'll be fine.

[finethanks]

What chance is that, I wonder? What percent makes it fine to risk?

[He's trying not to panic but he's struggling a little. At least he's still standing tall, even with his arms crossed.]

[concasse]

Oi now, don't you give up on me like this.

It's alright to be afraid, but there's still options.

[Putting a hand on his shoulder. C'mon Eichi]

[finethanks]

...

[He's!! Trembling!! A coward. He knows he's a coward. He only has others do the dirty work for him, he's never involved like this.]

I may try my best to stand tall, even between my body knocking me down, but the truth is that I'm not strong enough to handle this, Sanji-kun.

[concasse]

[...]

Come by my room when this is over, alright?

[finethanks]

[He hasn't even asked who Sanji is voting for, but he's realizing quickly that he doesn't want to.]

...Alright.

[thesettingsun]

That's good. You should want to live. Even if surviving is difficult, or painful - you should want to live.

[It's good that Eichi isn't a broken person like Dazai. But that doesn't mean he'll survive.

Eichi's getting a hug. Dazai's not asking permission for it - he just comes over and wraps his arms around Eichi.]

[finethanks]

[He still doesn't say anything, because he doesn't know what to say, because things were fine and then ALL OF A SUDDEN...!!

He's not hugging back. He's just going to tremble a little from holding it back.]

[thesettingsun]

[That's fine. Dazai will just keep on holding him.]

...After the vote, no matter how the results end up, would you come to my room later? Please.

[finethanks]

I'll consider it.

[Not that he's mad, but just sad. And betrayed, despite that? Anyway, it's a lot to take in, he needs to think!]

[thesettingsun]

[It's fair.

Dazai will let go of him now. ...And ruffle his hair briefly before returning to his own seat.]

[asswipe]

[... oh, jeez.]

Natsuo's without a partner, too, Eichi. Whatever happens—

[he could be okay. both he and natsuo could be okay, in the end.]

[finethanks]

There's no guarantee, is there?

[asswipe]

... No, not really. But I'll be pissed if they let one of you die.

[finethanks]

[He's so stressed...

But... thanks?!?! He does appreciate it, in some small way.]

[hairbrain]

I'm sure.... I'm sure they'll save you. Whoever they are.

[finethanks]

[God he HOPES SO]

[hairbrain]

[ dw buddy u fine. ]