CHAPTER SEVEN ; TRIAL

[themodsgrimm]

The Story Continues... CHAPTER 7 - WEEK 711 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. The garden is strangely silent and there are no snacks today...it seems as though you'll be left to your own devices. 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 or sooner if the game ICly elects so. 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]

[ p o t i o n s yes ]

-- Oh, sweet. Okay, uh. Hm.

[ what do sleeping potions look like. can they just find one labeled SLEEP and let magnus chug it. ]

[asswipe]

Oh. This was convenient.

[DON'T CHUG IT!!

Which is to say, she's immediately zooming to the potions. Maybe they're the ones that have cute Zzzz icons on them? Or just, you know, "sleep" written on them.]

... By the way, who are we going to knock out with this?

[axilium]

[come on magnus you're from the fantasy series, why don't you know what sleeping potions look like.]

... I think maybe all of us? Or are we just faking one person's death?

[wearys]

[ it's based on norse mythology what potions would there be.

it's fake ass wonderland, so it probably might say "sleep"? or maybe "sweet dreams"? ]

I thought it was just one, but we could just all do it? I call dibs, otherwise. Unless Veronica wants to.

[ he wants sleep. veronica also deserves sleep. does belph need sleep? probably, he doesn't know. ]

[asswipe]

[y'all........]

It's a death, isn't it? Besides... If we all do it, who the hell is going to convince an onlooker that you're a corpse? They'd be able to tell if they check your pulse.

[Go forth and sleep, Magnus. Though probably once they get out of the guard central for good.]

[axilium]

[belph desperately desires sleep, but since magnus already called dibs...]

How are we supposed to convince anyone that he's a corpse? I mean, look at us!

[wearys]

[ sorry belph. ]

By... I don't know, crying and yelling? It's like... a fantasy land, do they even know what a pulse is? A good sleeping potion should like... slow it down, though.

[ maybe they'll now get close to. idk. some sparkly blue vial with moons and stars in a cloud sticker. whatever. ]

[asswipe]

Speak for yourself, I happen to be an excellent bullshitter.

[Gosh!!

Also, yeah. Let's go with cute stars and clouds and whatever stickers. She finds one and plucks it from wherever they're keeping this shit.]

Does this look like a sleep potion to you guys?

[axilium]

I hope no one expects me to cry.

[he can't even real-cry anymore, don't expect fake-crying from him??]

... I guess...?

[wearys]

... Sure?

[ it doesn't not look like one? so may as well be one. ]

Where do we want to do this?

[asswipe]

You can pretend to be the asshole who punched him so hard he died. It's fine.

[IS IT?]

Maybe we should get out of this area and find somewhere that has— Um, civilians? Normal people. Not guards.

[axilium]

... Sure, I can do that.

[IT'S FINE, EVERYTHING'S FINE.]

Yeaaaah, let's not do this with the guards who threw us in prison, probably.

[wearys]

Just don't actually punch me. Maybe.

[ maybe. ]

They'd probably cheer if one of us seemed to croak. So, let's find a... courtyard or something? Or a banquet hall?

[ where do civilians go in castles. ]

[asswipe]

... Yeah. Keyword's "pretend" here, guys.

[PLEASE.]

Courtyard sounds like it'll be easier to get attention? Unless you want to swoon on top of someone's food, Magnus.

[Anyway, she pockets the vial. Off they go!]

[axilium]

Full honesty, I don't think a punch from me would hurt much.

[HE CAN ADMIT TO BEING A TWINK.]

... Well, it's his preference!

[and away!]

[wearys]

Only if I get to eat the food, so I guess courtyard.

[ there have been no snacks :(

but TO A COURTYARD avoiding guards along the way they go ]

[asswipe]

[Off, off, and away!!

Fast forward to them reaching the courtyard without getting caught, Veronica stops them before they walk into broad daylight.]

... Okay. How are we doing this, exactly? Are you going to drop dead, or...?

[axilium]

... Seems like that might be easiest?

[unless they actually want belph to fake-punch him.]

[wearys]

Maybe? ... We have to convince the Queen to pardon us after this, so maybe we can say I caught a deadly disease from the dungeons, and her guards are incompetent? To make her feel bad?

[ but either way, he'll take the potion and Prepare ]

[asswipe]

If that doesn't work, we say the disease is a curse and executing us or keeping us imprisoned will spread it across the land.

[If it's the Red Queen, pity seems unlikely?? Either way, she hands the vial over to Magnus.]

Go do your thing. I'll start screaming and crying when you're ready.

[axilium]

... I feel like this has the potential to go very badly, but live your best life, Magnus.

[wearys]

Or that.

[ he pauses after unstoppering the vial. ] I have never lived my best life. [ and downs it! it's... sickly sweet. ]

... Huh, I don't think it's--

[ and down he goes.

magnus chase is asleep. ]

[asswipe]

[...

Well.

Down Magnus goes.

Veronica stares at him for a second, like a dumbass, before she just





drops to her knees next to him and starts wailing.]

Ohhhhh, no! He's dead! My [uh] cousin is dead!

[Veronica, you look nothing alike.]

[axilium]

[belph takes a moment to stare up at the sky and ponder how his life turned out this way, before he steps back from magnus's corpse (?), hand over mouth in fake shock, and—]

It's the curse! I told you that it'd take him eventually—just like how it'll take us all!

[wearys]

[ makes more sense than brother?? maybe?

magnus continues to have a nice nap. ]