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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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... assuming there's two like the last few times.
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[ ion really isn't. mincing words today, sorry. despite this he's smiling as much as he always is, even while feeding the pegasus some baby carrots under the table. ]
I would like to believe the best of everyone here, but I also believe-- nearly everyone has their price, if threatened or bribed. Given that our captors seem capable of so much...
[ well. ]
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Well, they could out each other, at least. Ann did it to Akechi.
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it's what happens when you remember that your death might be looming right in front of you, and it's time for you to get shit done before not going quietly into that good night. ]
They had reason to be opponents in their own world. Akechi may have been a liar, but that much, I believe. She perhaps didn't seem the type to take him down out of spite, but out of a misguided sense of shared responsibility.
Even then, she didn't confess until nearly the end.
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[ it can happen. ]
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[ do you hear his audible Doubtâ„¢, steph ]
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