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grimmoired2018-06-30 08:41 am
themodsgrimm) wrote in grimmoired2018-06-30 08:41 am
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CHAPTER 3 ; TRIAL
CHAPTER 3 - WEEK 3 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 delightful, delectable scent of freshly brewed coffee will linger in the air though there will be no coffee present. Instead, today's trial snacks include...finger foods.  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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[ looking dubious... he's pretty sure bones could get burned, too, and he saw Fane with an injury a week or two ago. ]
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...Well, no. You humans cremate people, don't you?
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Exactly. I don't think it makes sense for you to abstain unless you're hiding something.
[ fane doesn't want us to see his fleshy loins ]
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Then do remember, you insisted.
[ At which point he takes off his goth hot topic ensemble, and, yeah, no burns... Not even a little char mark on a single bone. Or fleshy loins. He still has the crack on his wrist that's constantly emitting a lightly glowing green haze, and because I don't think I ever mentioned it wHOOPS, a cut on a femur from that week that everyone got a cut that's doing the same thing. ]
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... That doesn't heal by itself?
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[ He sighs, then gestures towards him ]
Inexplicably, poison tends to heal it. As I hardly wish to be brewing poison around all of you, lest it be used for nefarious purposes, I'll simply keep this, apparently.
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... That doesn't make sense, either, but I believe you.
[ too bad cardia's powers are gone... ]
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[ He sighs and shakes his head ]
However, even if I were to find poison, I'm not sure if I would use it. The Crafters were... purposefully not helpful as to my question of whether this is still true or not.
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I wouldn't trust them even if they gave you a straight answer.
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Oh, nor would I. It's absolutely infuriating how they answer everything!