CHAPTER 3 ; TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 3 - WEEK 329 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 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 (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

[okitactless]

I wouldn't be a sword if I just had a human body...

[That's weird! Sanji!!!

But anyway, he'll at least... attempt to explain...]

My sword is my real body, and normally I'm connected to it, but they did something here so that I can't feel it anymore.

[concasse]

Ah...

[...]

So at least while you're here, you're a human with a sword.

[okitactless]

I... suppose...

[THIS IS A WEIRD THING TO THINK ABOUT HE DOESN'T LIKE THIS]

But I'm still Okita-kun's sword! [just in case anybody missed the 275382658735 letters he sent about Reasons Why Okita Is Great]

[concasse]

... Oi oi, for real? You belong to Souji?

[Sanji is like a million years late to this party apparently]

[sanguinairy]

[Piping up from his body vigil!!]

Yasusada-kun is one of my swords, yes.

[He says this like it isn't weird at all......]

[concasse]

[Sanji has seen an sword being given a devil fruit that turned it into an elephant sword

he has no right to be surprised by any of this.]

Huh... alright.

[sanguinairy]

[one piece and touken ranbu are both weird, weird canons]

[okitactless]

[WAG WAG WAG]

[sanguinairy]

[YAMS IS DOING HIS BEST... Souji reaches out to pat his head even if it's with less enthusiasm than usual.]

[okitactless]

[at least he isn't licking Okita's face... but he does lean into it, giving him a brief, concerned look to check if he needs anything else.]

[sanguinairy]

[He doesn't seem to but bless Yams and his pompom heart. After a thin smile, he just goes back to observing the trial.]

[okitactless]

[sanji what have you done

Anyway Yasu's face immediately lights up, even though he's probably still sitting right next to Okita

INVISIBLE TAIL WAGGING INTENSIFIES]

Yes, I do!

[concasse]

[This is both cute and weird.

Heavily leaning towards the weird.]

Ah, well.

Congratulations.

[okitactless]

[cute and weird is a great way to describe this moron, yes

He does look genuinely pleased, though?!]

Thank you! It's an honor. [this is helping souji even less than the death threats but hey]