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grimmoired2018-06-16 07:26 am
themodsgrimm) wrote in grimmoired2018-06-16 07:26 am
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CHAPTER 1: TRIAL
CHAPTER 1 - WEEK 1 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 (
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1/?? i don't even. just. give me a moment
[white noise]
[all he can hear is white noise, all he can feel is his heart fluttering frantically in his chest. he gasps for air, but can't seem to fill his lungs, no matter how hard he tries]
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H-ha ha. . .
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So this is-- [another sharp inhale, he looks super pale, guys]
This is my punishment. . .
DONE. . .
[and then he stumbles back, trips over himself, and passes the fuck out]
[anyone want to catch him while he falls]
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Ah... Akechi-kun? [IS HE OKAY??? He'll just be fretting over him, now.]
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[he's okay! still breathing, heart still beating, he's just pale and exhausted. he really worked himself up during the trial]
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[There's a quiet sigh of relief, and Eichi hesitates only a moment before... scooping him up into his arms, princess style. No problem with doing that, either.]
I hope you're able to rest, Akechi-kun.
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Rebecca with her slightly bleeding ears.]
Somebody take him.
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On the upside, at least he isn't talking anymore.]
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