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

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[okitactless]

[wait

IMMEDIATELY PERKS UP]

You're a sword too? [WHAT!!!!]

[wearys]

It's from the wishing well, I think, not something I can normally do.

[ he's a fake swordkin ]

[okitactless]

[STILL VALID]

Can you show me? [Are you an uchi are you a tachi ARE YOU A LIL TANTOU please he misses his sword friends so much]

[wearys]

I guess?

[ and. after like a moment there's no more magnus there's just. a golden sword. probably a plainer version of the sword in his icon, an unornate version of this maybe kind of. magnus, but as a sword. ]

[concasse]

[Sanji, who was still watching this entire time--]

Ooh!

[Clapping. THAT WAS COOL.]

[wearys]

[ magnus appreciates the applause, while still a sword. ]

[okitactless]

[UWAAAAA]

Ah, thank you!

[Honestly, plainer is prettier to him, but he looks suitably excited either way.]

[wearys]

[ you're welcome!

which magnus would say, but he's. stuck like this for now uh. help him. ]

[okitactless]

[...ah]

You can't change back, can you... [Honestly Yasusada doesn't even need his Sword Whisperer powers to understand this predicament. So he just carefully picks the blade up and rests it on his lap so Magnus isn't laying on the ground]

There, now you won't get dirty. [HE'S HELPING]

[wearys]

[ well that. helps. technically.

honestly magnus should just stay a sword because this? is going to be? awkward?

because picking him up is the key to being able to turn back so uh,

now yasusada has a 16 year old boy on his lap? ]

Uh, sorry.

[okitactless]

[Fortunately(???) Yasusada has no sense of personal space anyway, so he just looks mildly surprised...]

Oh, welcome back.