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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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The world doesn't give a shit about what's ugly, or marred, or broken. All it wants to see is pretty faces and smiles, witty comments and clever quips. It doesn't give a shit about the scum it steps on underneath its shoes, or the desperate things someone might do just to survive.
[his tone is bitter]
All it cares about is some pretty bullshit form of justice and "right" or "wrong." Under that logic, you should-- you should hate me.
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[Is that what Akechi thinks he cares about as well? He breathes out something like a laugh, bringing his second hand to cover their joined ones.]
The world is not so black and white, even if many people would like to believe it that way. You may be right, that the world doesn't care. God doesn't care. However... I'm not someone who believes that "right" and "wrong" are so clear.
There's no good side in war. There are only the bloodied and the dead. If you don't bloody yourself, you'll soon die... That's the way it works, isn't it? At the very least, you must be prepared to do so.
I don't hate you, Akechi-kun. I think you're quite an interesting person.
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[what he wants to say is, don't lie to me, I know that you do, I've been cruel to you since I got here and now you're about to die because of me. but maybe, in this very moment, he can't bring himself to deny it]
[maybe, in this moment, he just wants to believe for a second that it's true]
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There, there. [In a genuine, honest way, he says that.]