CHAPTER FIVE ; TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 5 - WEEK 523 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 Dragon 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, cookies and cakes will be served as your trial snacks, along with hot cocoa...served in sippycups. 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 Dana (decals), 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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[wearys]

We have 40 minutes left. Who are we voting for?

[ he'd prefer they vote for whoever killed reyna but who tf did that, do we know. ]

[asswipe]

... That's a really good question. Fingerprinting turned out to be useless.

[wearys]

This would be a great time for someone to confess.

[asswipe]

No kidding. Think we can sew up Fitzgerald's money to use as a bribe?

[holybind]

I've had my vote decided since one this afternoon.

[wearys]

Not sure if that's the wisest idea, but may as well go with your gut?

[fonlines]

[ he seems kind of tired and reluctant to answer, but less out of guilt and more out of distaste for what is being said. ]

If we cannot find conclusive evidence of who the culprit may have been, or something that strongly implicates one of us here...

[ his head inclines slightly; ]

Well. A certain Sir Angel is building quite a case, I would think.

All I know is that I would rather not have those of remaining us here ruin our own chances of saving everyone by guessing blindly the way we did the last trial, and part of that fault lays on my own actions before.

[wearys]

I'd rather not guess blindly either. We're running low on options. We've got Zelos' case, and that's... about it, isn't it?

[fonlines]

Well, considering we were less distracted than last time... it's a little more than we had then, don't you think?

[ but yeah he agrees, it's not. much. which is why his smile is so tired and wan, and barely even qualifies as such. ]

[fragileprophet]

I agree.

[He's also...so tired...]

No matter who we decide to vote for, we can't all throw in a name like last time. We have to work together to minimize casualties somehow.

[fonlines]

Correct me if I recall incorrectly- but didn't we have no less than thirteen different names called out, last time? Eleven, if you remove those who voted for themselves.

[ He probably is remembering correctly; his own name had been included then, after all. ]

We really don't have the luxury of any room to repeat such a disastrous error.

[concasse]

... Did Waver or Dazai manage to come up with a good defense for themselves?

[Sanji was being a Mean Girl and lost some of the action there]

[selfinserting]

[...]

I'm sorry, could you not even be bothered to listen?

[concasse]

Difficult with a lot of people screaming at each other.

[Unruffled]

[wearys]

I'd say Waver at least has the defense of self-preservation. Dazai just has crying after he realized he fucked up.

[concasse]

Tch.

[A sigh.]

Well, bottom line is I don't think we got any other leads.

The fingerprinting didn't help at all.

[fonlines]

[ Ion giggles again, uncharacteristically. ]

It would be quite the sympathy ploy, don't you think? If he somehow faked that... Well.

[fragileprophet]

I don't want to vote for either of them--I don't think they did it.

[He looks miserable to have that "but" hanging on the end of his sentence.]

However...if they are our only suspects, I think it would be remiss of me not to point out that one of them can heal, and would be a heavy loss to us.

[concasse]

[... He'll say it so Ion doesn't have to.]

Dazai, then.

[wearys]

That's a good point, from a point of view. I don't know if I believe either of them did it, but... I think Waver is less likely to have done it.

[psychedelica]

Exactly.

[ you're getting smarter, kid...! ]

[finethanks]

As difficult as this may be to say, since I care for him... Lord El Melloi II is refusing to clear his name despite having access to a method to confirm it, and his partner is already gone.

If anything, to reduce bloodshed, the choice should fall on him. Unless... he should change his mind, to clear his name.

[STARE... If he's not going to, then this is how it is!!]

[thesettingsun]

Just vote for me and get it over with.

[wearys]

Well, if you say so.

[ deadpan. ]

[asswipe]

No.