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Enter Beyond the Veil
The first Witch Hunt commences...
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As The Portal Yawns
As our roster drop approaches in a little over an hour, our mod team would like to genuinely extend a thank you to all of our hopefuls! Your creativity in the apps and our patience with us as we assembled roster and prepared assets (despite some personal hiccups slowing progress) really helped us stay motivated!
Given that we were sent a generous 77 apps, we do want to reassure everyone that we thoroughly enjoyed reading about your characters and were incredibly sad not to be able to take all of our favorites (we had quite a lot!)
There were several long talks the head mods had about balancing personalities, theming, and talents among our hopefuls pool, and while we are very confident in our final roster, the decisions to get there were very tough! You all did a great job, and all of the mods on the team simply wish to thank you all for your time and interest!
Rejection is always a difficult feeling, but we really encourage everyone to take pride in their ocs. Again, a lot of our final decisions were tough choices in the end.
We wish everyone the best of luck going forward and hope to see you around in other projects!
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Prison of the Heart
With the truth of “Alice”s murder and true identity laid bare and your unfortunate ends averted, the question of why you all were brought here could finally be addressed. While the hour hand was missing, by what remained of the Clocktower face: you can assume it’s a little past one or two o’clock in the morning.
“I’m sure you’re all very tired, so! I’ll keep this simple. You all want to know why we’ve brought you here, and I’m finally able to answer!”
Or, more accurately, they were finally done toying with the lot of you.
“Really, it’s quite simple! You all have burning questions in your hearts, and we’re here to answer them! But! We can’t do so for free.”
Märzhase adjusts their jacket, content to be back in their typical attire.
“I screened countless magi, and found your curiosity was the strongest of those I investigated; whether you’re consciously aware of such a thing or not.”
Standing beside Chuubey and Haselmaus, The March Hare studies you all with a glowing smile ill-fitting of his words.
“So the way to get the answers to your question is simple: die, or kill another person, and my sister and I will impart our knowledge onto you.”
Their cheerfulness rings hollow as the city seems to stand still in these moments. Perhaps this was something members of your group had speculated, but it was different hearing this proclamation spoken so bluntly.
“Of course, this isn’t the only reason we need you to kill each other: but the particulars of that are best left to the Incubators and ourselves. After all, Chuubey has been instrumental in this process! Hasel and I would hate to disappoint them now.”
The Moon Rabbit says nothing, instead watching you all with that typical neutrality. Though, you can’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction rolling off of them. Märzhase continues steadily.
“Before you whine that “you would NEVER do such a thing” or how “the power of friendship ” will power you through: for magi, to take life is a trivial matter, especially when you only serve to gain from it. I expect we’ll need to give you some more concrete motivation from time to time, but we here in the City of Rumors believe in letting you choose your own destinies! So, we’ll give you time to consider our offer. It’s not like you’ll be going anywhere.”
That last line - maybe it was a shock to you, maybe it confirms what you already knew. Either way, your hosts give that time to sink in.
“With all the…. excitement out of the way, um. This is all a lot to digest, sooooo… did anyone have any additional questions…?”
Haselmaus’s voice trails off towards the end as she looks to the group of Magi.
Naturally, there would be many. Panic, bargaining, threats, and arguing would overtake the group, though all of it would fall on deaf and unfeeling ears.
No matter what was said or done, the Magi were now firmly in the clutches of these mysterious siblings and their former mentor.
Life in The City of Rumors was proving to be a deadly one. Unfortunately, this would only serve to be the beginning.
Prologue End
Remaining Citizens: 20
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Body Discovery One: "Alice"
Victim: Alice "Jerma" Zero Null Pinkie Kirby Pie (...seriously?)
Time of Death: 10:15 PM
Time of Discovery: 10:20PM
Location: Clocktower Balcony
Cause of Death: Exsanguination
Body Discoverers: All of you!
A notification appears on your Heart Lockets
(Sketch & Shading by reidiantdawn, Lineart & Flats by puringeist)
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Midnight Mischief
Prologue Event Pt.2
The group is forced to take great care scaling the steps that were now more perilous than before. Even with a Magus's enhanced abilities, most of you are impeded trying to climb up the spiral staircase. Hopefully you’re not afraid of heights as some stairs crumble into ash and fall stories below as your weight shifts off of them.
But eventually, some of you will reach the top. And in the sickly pall of moonlight, you see it…
The scene up here is quiet but tense. From the face of the clocktower a long, lifeless shadow is cast over your faces as each of you arrive at the summit. At first, the only sound to fill this deafening silence is the drip, drip, drip of the fresh crimson oozing from painfully fresh wounds.
Before you hangs a body. A corpse of one of your own.
For as much as you all were strangers, you all seemed to have the benefit of maintaining your memories. A privilege that was ill-afforded to the nameless boy you had rescued from The Faceless Demon. Perhaps there was some irony in that? The Faceless capturing the one without an identity of their own?
“Alice” was the name you all had commonly settled on for this individual, though many of you had your own nicknames for them. Whatever the case, the cowering boy now hangs limp over your group; stapled to the face of the clock tower by the hour hand.
Whoever Alice must have once been, it seems neither you or them will ever find those answers now.
. . .
As everyone takes in the sight of Alice’s body on the clocktower, a jingling noise rapidly approaches from the north part of the currently accessible area. Chuubey pads towards your group, followed by a very upset looking Haselmaus.
“Strange. This wasn’t planned for….”
Chuubey comments, staring as Shun and Quang work to gingerly bring Alice's corpse to the ground.
“It’s not on the schedule at all!!!” the barista squeaks, staring up at the clocktower. “I’m really working my hardest to make sure your dorms are all spick-n’-span, but now….!”
Haselmaus shakes her head disapprovingly, looking down at Chuubey. The Incubator hops onto her hat to get more height, staring at the group of Magi gathered by that explosion earlier.
“To get to the bottom of what exactly happened here, you all will investigate this body and search for clues. Once you have gathered all important information, you will reconvene at this clocktower.”
Chuubey’s tail swishes. Despite their palpable annoyance at this unforeseen circumstance, their expression (or lack thereof) is as calm as ever.
Haselmaus clears her throat, trying to keep her hat (and Chuubey) balanced.
“Um….. that was a lot, soooo… any questions?”
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Welcome to the City of Rumors (aren't you early?)
Prologue Start (Pt.5)
As you're all catching your breath, some of you tend to the strange boy you rescued. It becomes evident quickly that his memories appear to have been scrambled thanks to combat. Whether that's because of his cracked soul gem or something else, you can't discern for right now.
A little bit of debate leads you all to dub the newcomer "Alice" for the time being, which he doesn't seem to mind!
But it's shortly after that when a figure clad in pink, purple, and cream rushes out of a building - a cafe, maybe? - next to the clock tower and its plaza. She rushes over to your little group, her large pink witch’s hat bobbing up and down comically as she runs. In her hands is… a pan of cupcakes?
“Aw, beans! What’s all this, then?”
She assesses the damage caused by the Witch Fight, scanning the group of Magi with a mixture of worry and utter bafflement. Seemingly at a loss for words, her mouth opens, closes, and opens again as she decides on what exactly to say to the sight in front of her.
“You are…” she says, slowly. “...NOT supposed to be here yet!!!”
She pouts, shifting in place nervously before saying several different things quickly in succession.
“I haven’t even set up the welcoming ceremony! I’m only half done baking the cupcakes! Who let you in? How’d you get here? WHAT HAPPENED OVER HERE?”
She takes a head count, pointing to each member of your little group in turn. Eighteen, nineteen, twenty, twenty one…? The final number confuses her before she looks at a member of your little group more closely. Her left eye twitches, and she holds eye contact with Alice for five seconds too long.
"....I don't recall you being given an invitation."
"ᵉᵉᵏ!"
They flinch a little and just hide a little more into Shun, who has opted to carry them. Haselmaus stares a few seconds more before shaking her head to hide her annoyance.
“....aaaaaanyway! Early or not, um. Welcome to the City of Rumors, everyone! My name is Haselmaus!”
Surprise all but shaken off at this point, she smiles pleasantly at the group in front of her.
“I’m super sorry for not meeting you here sooner, but I’m glad you all made it to our city safely! Thank you for defeating that nasty Witch! I won’t forget your kindness to our City.”
Imperceptibly, she sighs.
“Um. The Mayor of the city was… supposed to meet you here while I made sure your welcoming party was all set and ready to go. But… something seems to have gone awry. But d-don’t worry! I’ll go find them and tell them you’ve all arrived! You can count onnnnnn me!”
With a snap of her fingers, each of you watch as a crystal, heart-shaped locket floats in the air before you.
“For now, take these! They should help you navigate this area in the meantime! The Mayor can explain it a biiiit better, so I’ll hurry up and look!”
Haselmaus turns on her heel with her cupcakes carefully balanced in one hand, then turns back just as fast.
“Um! If any of you need me for anything, I’ll be around the city looking for our most esteemed Mayor. Simply track me down if you need anything! Or, if you cannot find me… ring the bell in the cafe over there-” she gestures towards the brick building she came from earlier “-and I’ll be there in two shakes of a lamb’s tail! Promise!”
With that, Haselmaus skedaddles off to find “The Mayor,” whoever that was. You’re left alone with the others in this strange City of Rumors. Everything would be fine, probably. What could go wrong?
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Host Reveal #4 - Who..?
"Who am I….? Uh…. good question. I don't really, uh. Remember…..? … Well, I'm sure I'll figure it out sometime."
NAME: Minibey
ROLE: Incubator(?)
TITLE: ? ? ?
Something’s not right here. With golden rings and red circular markings, Minibey clearly looks like an Incubator. But Chuubey’s been the only Incubator you’ve seen up until now, so what the heck are they doing here? Not even the panda could tell you, as it seems they have amnesia.
Well, amnesia doesn’t stop Minibey from running the item shop in the City of Rumors. If you have Grief Cubes, this absentminded mascot certainly has the deal for you to keep you fit for combat and other aspects of Magi life at their Mini-Mart.
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Roster Update!
Hello everyone! We apologize for the recent lull in activity. Our moderating staff has been dealing with numerous personal concerns, and two of our moderators are currently in the process of graduation, resulting in a hectic time.
However, we are pleased to inform you that we have completed the selection process for our entire Rumor's Suavium roster.
We've already been working on roster visuals and finalizing game writing and mechanics. After all preparations are completed, we will provide more information on the roster release schedule. We appreciate your patience and hope you are excited about what we have planned!
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2 Hours!
As a reminder to all of our lingering applicants: 2 hours remain before we close apps for good!
Thank you so, so much for sticking with us through this period! Once things are more settled with the mods, we'll also be giving you the final host reveal <3
Take care, you all!
-Mod Lila
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Host Reveal #1 - The Moon Rabbit
“Magi certainly have a certain… way of getting themselves into trouble. Don’t you? But if you’ve gotten yourself into this, then surely you can find the power to get yourself out of it.”
NAME: Chuubey
ROLE: Incubator
TITLE: The Moon Rabbit
White fur, strange markings, tall rabbit ears, and a flash of red eyes… this Incubator looks familiar to all of you. Chuubey was the one who granted your wish and brought you into the magical, mysterious world of Magi.
They served as your mentor as you got used to your powers and fighting wraiths, making sure to teach you how to purify your Soul Gem. If you had any misgivings after your wish, the Moon Rabbit assured you that though this life isn’t an easy one, Magi fighting against the evil unseen to normal humans is important to protecting the world.
While friendly, you always get the impression that they know a lot more than they offer. But… it seems like they’re acting in your best interests. And besides - they’re so huggable!
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Rumor’s Suavium is an 18+ rp group containing a Puella Magi Madoka Magica-inspired magic system mixed with a Danganronpa-styled Killing Game format. The group, with a roster of 16 characters selected from apps, will be hosted almost exclusively on Discord with game posts, updates, and summaries appearing on the game blog! Intended to run on a flexible 5 week schedule, there will also be mechanics of role-playing games akin to Pokemon Mystery Dungeon as well as general tabletop rpgs.
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♡ Game Mechanics: https://rumors-suavium.tumblr.com/gamemechanics
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Announcement!
Good day, everyone! We're wishing everyone well at the start of a new week and just have something we wish to address before we move on to typical posting!
The mod team was informed one of our mod member's Witch titles ("The Twink Witch") came off as uncomfortable/fetishistic and requested that we change it, which we now have! We apologize for any discomfort we caused there, as the term had been desensitized to us and some friends who are of all different queer identities. We spoke to some people who identify with circles where that terminology is applicable about the situation and at the end we agreed it was best to change it!
We understand terms like that have meaning in the queer community, and while we are all LGBTQ+ ourselves we understand that in a public space lacking nuance or context it could come off as demeaning or fetishistic coming from people who, while queer, are not gay men specifically.
Word choices matter, and we appreciate it being brought to our attention!
With that being said, we do wish to remind everyone that in the future the mod team would prefer these matters be brought to us directly in a forum where we can actually respond -- since we cannot follow up directly with a sender of anonymous messages. The anon sent had a fair point to make, but the language used was very inflammatory and presumptuous of the mod in question. So, we didn't wish to derail any validity to the concern otherwise and opted not to post the original ask.
If there are any further concerns about our conduct as a mod team please do not hesitate to bring it to us! We wish to make others as comfortable in our spaces as possible and need these sorts of things brought to our attention.
We won't be addressing this as its own blog post again, but we're wishing everyone well! Some new teasers will be coming down the pipeline in time, so we hope you're excited!
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What would you give to have your dearest wish come true?
It was a thought that had crossed your mind maybe once or twice. It was always in human nature to dream.To yearn for the things that were just out of reach.
For all of the hardships you faced and all of the challenges you met, there was one that you were unable to escape. Your mortal self simply couldn’t overcome whatever it was that barred your way from a life of happiness or peace.
And in that moment of desperation, a long-eared figure appeared to you offering a solution.
“What is the wish you would give your soul to pay for?”
Perhaps it was something material, like a new car or medical supplies during a critical life-saving moment. Maybe it was something intangible, like the chance to gain fame and recognition in one’s field or the chance to change one’s life into something greater or better. You might have sought true love, or even the ability to fly.
Sensing whatever it was you yearned for in your heart, a mysterious creature came to you. Toting a snow-white coat, red eyes, and strange markings… this creature, known as Chuubey, granted your deepest desire.
The only condition was the exchange of your soul.
Doing so allowed you to harness the powers of a Magi while protecting humanity from destruction. A thankless task, surely, as humanity doesn’t know Magi exist.
…but what do you do when the novelty of a wish has worn off and you want something more? There’s a question you want answered. Whispers in your dreams tell you that you can find anything and everything you need if you just go down the rabbit hole…
Having already sold your soul for a wish, what else can you offer? What lengths are you willing to go to for the answer you’re seeking?
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Rumor’s Suavium is an 18+ rp group containing a Puella Magi Madoka Magica-inspired magic system mixed with a Danganronpa-styled Killing Game format. The group, with a roster of 16 characters selected from apps, will be hosted almost exclusively on Discord with game posts, updates, and summaries appearing on the game blog! Intended to run on a flexible 5 week schedule, there will also be mechanics of role-playing games akin to Pokemon Mystery Dungeon as well as general tabletop rpgs.
♡ About: https://rumors-suavium.tumblr.com/about
♡ Rules: https://rumors-suavium.tumblr.com/rules
♡ Game Mechanics: https://rumors-suavium.tumblr.com/gamemechanics
♡ Mod Team: https://rumors-suavium.tumblr.com/mods
♡ Hopefuls Server: https://discord.gg/R4dPRX2RCH
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The Mouse & The Hare
Prologue Murder Recap
“Well! I’m sure you’re curious to see just how right, or wrong, your theories were: yes? Chuubey, you can do that misty thing yeah?”
The Mayor coos to the Incubator, who has been sitting stock still and silent since Märzhase’s entrance.
“…Of course. One moment.”
With little ceremony, the Moon Rabbit rises up onto their tail and raises their head into the air. Quickly, that iridescent fog that sleeps in the corners of the city begins to flood the floor of the trial room.
In the center of the circle, the mists turn a rich purple before a vision begins to play out to you all.
As the clouded curtains rise on this scene, ”Alice” and the The Killer are having what appears to be a tense conversation. While you know who should be under that mask of shadows, it appears their identity is being obscured at first. Regardless, the two stand in the Trial Room of the Clocktower silently arguing, before “Alice” splits a grin and says a few choice words.
“I know you’re mad now, buuut~! If you play along, I can make it up to you.”
“Y-You-! Ugh!” The indistinct voice stutters back, hands on hips, “Fine! But you’re still the worst, Märzie.”
The two enter calmer talks, and shortly after will the vision shift to the two in Chuubucks. Alice sits at the counter, kicking their feet idly as the killer makes an ungodly complicated drink. They seem displeased by the request, but The Mayor’s word wasn’t one they could defy. So, The Killer slides over the drink with crossed arms and watches as Alice takes a hearty sip…
The impish smile on their face grows as they pull the mug from their lips… and throw it with impossible strength and speed into the wall. They stick out their tongue with displeasure.
“This is all wrong! Bleh!” Alice squints at their killer, a sadistic smile decorating their lips. “You’ve gotta do it again-”
And this, rightfully, seems to be the final straw. With little warning, The Killer launches over the counter of Chuubucks effortlessly: knocking Alice to the floor as both hands connect to their shirt. The rest of what comes plays out much like a Looney Toons skit of The Killer tossing Alice through the window and summoning a lantern staff, though not without the small magus catching a fistful of their glittering cloak before being defenestrated.
The Mayor in disguise is smart enough to begin sprinting through the streets, taking paths away from where any potential Magus were relaxing. The culprit follows in close pursuit, snapping their fingers to switch the Chuubucks sign to close as they go.
With little other place to run, Alice takes a desperate break for the stairs: but not before being propelled forward by the force of a grand fireball slamming into the plaza. Their leg and a grazed cheek seems to take most of the blow as they fall forward, but continue scrambling up the stairs while they dodge more arcs of enraged fire.
Finally reaching the Clocktower Balcony, the victim falls winded to their knee. The Killer wastes little time in jumping up to grasp the large hour hand and pull it down to their level.
In one swift movement, you’re forced to watch as Alice is impaled through the stomach and lifted high into the air by their killer’s jump: only to be mounted up on the face of the Clocktower itself. As they let out a dramatic, bone-chilling cry, Haselmaus steps back with a roll of the eyes and a scowl.
He owes her for this! Dispelling any splatters of blood from her cloak, The Deputy disappears in a puff of smoke only shortly before the group emerges at the summit of the stairs: discovering “Alice”s body.
The vision fades…
“…I see.”
Chuubey sounds vaguely displeased as they turn their head to the other hosts.
“I will need to speak to you both later. But, for now-”
The rabbit turns back to the citizens,
“There you have it.”
Haselmaus looks sheepishly between her brother and the Incubator, but nods her head.
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Late, Late For An Important Date
“Now, now! You can’t go ruining the WHOLE surprise on them! I was even sooooo nice as to let you use unlimited force ❤️“
It’s then that a new voice enters the discussion. The melodic sound of twinkling stars and rhythmic clocks approaches steadily from the stairs, and as the group turns to look: a familiar figure appears.
The person you knew as Alice stands at the top of the stairs with hands on hips. Despite the now dried blood covering their midsection and chest, the person before you looks little worse for wear. They grin at the group.
“Surprised? Maybe a few’ve you are! Though it’s nice to see that some of you are sharper than you look!”
The boy’s meeker utterances and uncertainty have all but evaporated since the last you saw them. Those brown eyes widen to study the group with curiosity.
“Ah… But I guess a couple people still need their hand held. No matter! Allow me to finally make my entrance.”
In a glittering flash of pink and gold, Alice’s entire body is engulfed in light. With a few showy twirls, he slides over to the empty seat and turns back towards you all. Once the light subsides, all of you are now able to see them in their full glory.
Looking a few inches taller, the strange individual stands bowed, adorned in an elegant but whimsical suit and cape. In their hand they hold a top hat and move to put it on once they stand to their full height; but not without snapping their fingers to cause their bunny ears to appear back on their head.
“As The Mayor of this fine city, I’m excited to finally welcome you: my dear citizens! My real name is Märzhase, so do call me that instead.”
He pauses to let this new information sink in. That pathetic boy you all had rushed to save… the one who had been making friendly with you this entire day… was the suspiciously absent Mayor this whole time? The rabbit boy who had visited you all in your dreams was “Alice”?
They had put you through all of this for-?
“I hope you can forgive some deception! After all, if you couldn’t solve something as simple as this: there was never any hope for you here in the first place.”
Haselmaus rolls her eyes as Märzhase talks, already over his theatrics. But when he pauses, she takes a moment to butt in.
“S-sorry that I fooled you, everyone!”
She glances out of the corner of her eye at Chuubey apprehensively, but carries on from her seat.
“You see, the Mayor roped me into this plan of his - introducing you to trials was part of their special welcome for you. But they got a little…. um. Carried away with it.”
“Hope you enjoyed your little undercover act, Märzie,” she says to them pointedly. She was still mad about the sudden change in schedule. “I don’t even know where you got that weird shirt from…”
Then, she rubs the back of her neck, embarrassed.
“And then I got a liiiiiiittle carried away with it. But, um. All’s well that ends well! Alice is perfectly fine, you see! So, um…… surpriiiiiise! No one’s dead.”
“I did, thank you!" Märzhase chirps, ignoring the other's sarcasm. "And you played your part well~ Though-”
He grimaces.
“I know I said you could be as rough as you wanted, but that HURT. Really! You’re such a mean older sister.”
He pouts, much to his sibling's growing irritation.
“Did you really have to throw the coffee cup against the wall,” she says, exasperated. “Honestly…!”
“In any case-! I’m sure you all have a few questions for us. So before we move on to reveal how this all went down: is there anything super pressing on your minds? Your purpose here will be answered shortly, but we can field a few questions, or whiny complaints, first!”
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Retail Work is Hell
Prologue Trial
Though delving through all of the evidence would take some time, the profile of who killed "Alice" would gradually form with clarity.
From what the group could ascertain, Alice must have ordered a drink in Chuubucks shortly before their untimely death. Though the drink order you all found was monstrous and illogical in its complexity, the brutal path of destruction trailed all the way from the Outdoor Patio to the Clocktower Plaza where a fireball was detonated; leading Alice and their killer to arrive at the Clocktower's Balcony .
Given the location of the murder and the magical prowess of whoever had laid the amnesiac low, the most obvious choice would be....
Haselmaus. While the mouse-eared woman had been nothing but sweet to the group as she rushed around attending to chores; nobody else seemed so capable. While the thought of the cute barista land-blasting poor Alice with fire magics was almost impossible to imagine, the Deputy found no need to argue.
In fact, she would encourage the group right up until the votes were finalized.
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Haselmaus claps her hands together, looking at your little group proudly.
“Good job, everyone! You got me! Thank g-goodness - I was getting really tired of going along with this silly little game.”
She doesn’t seem upset about being found out. If anything, she’s relieved. And looks kinda worn out by all this.
“You were right, right, right! You see, ‘Alice’-“ the name is said politely enough, but there’s an undercurrent of annoyance there. “-he came into my little shop and ordered that super complicated drink. It was hard, but… I made it! Just as he wanted it.”
She frowns, tssking.
“….but then that bully had the nerve to say I made it all wrong! And I don’t make drinks wrong, so I knew he was doing it to make me mad! Even worse - he yelled at me and threw his coffee against the wall, m-making a big ol’ mess! And I just mopped, you see, and that made me really mad, so I…”
Haselmaus summons her weapon - a gnarled wooden staff with a golden lantern at the top. Purple gems and golden stars hang from the metal, twinkling in the light. Abruptly, she swings it like a baseball bat with supernatural strength. Sparks and white flames erupt from it in an arc, flying over the assembled Magi.
“….boom! Right through the glass. Then one thing led to another. Eheh….”
Haselmaus rubs the back of her neck, smiling like she’s embarrassed by her slip in composure.
“So it’d be really sad! What happened to Alice. At least it would be…. um, if he didn’t play a little trick on you all. Because Alice is——“
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Up the Down Staircase
Prologue Trial (Start)
With the gruesome task assigned, the group quickly get to work investigating the final fate of Alice. While none in the group would call themselves professional sleuths, there's at least a bevy of evidence to be found in the following hours.
It's as midnight approaches that a notification from Chuubey summons everyone back to the very same Clocktower. You're exhausted, but it seems the night is still young.
"Hiii, everyone." Haselmaus lacks much of her usual enthusiasm, but gives the group a wave regardless as they approach.
Chuubey speaks up shortly after, unbothered as always.
"Before the trial to find Alice's killer commences, there are a few ground rules we have to go over. Your goal is to find whoever killed Alice by talking through the evidence as a group. This will require you to link evidence together to figure out a timeline and a motive. After a set amount of time, you will be asked to vote for who you believe the correct killer is. Get it correct, and the culprit will be held accountable. Get it incorrect… and you will reap the consequences."
The Moon Rabbit's threat comes off more as a passive warning then a declaration of your peril.
"I would recommend looking at the body first and going from there, should you need a place to start your conversation."
They turn, leaping onto Haselmaus's shoulder.
"Haselmaus and I will be in attendance, should you have any questions of us. Any final questions?"
Yvonne speaks up harshly at the invitation, arms crossed and glaring.
"You told us there would be consequences, but I believe that for the sake of as little confusion as possible, we should be informed of the cost of failure. It wouldn't be beneficial if people slacked off or didn't take this seriously because they didn't have the full picture."
The incubator pauses for a moment to consider, but answers her question easily enough.
"The consequences: to put it bluntly, someone will die at the end of trial."
The group falls silent at that.
"If you are correct in finding the killer, the correct person will be executed. If not… someone will take their place. So, think long and hard about your decision at the end of trial."
The expressions on the faces of those gathered at the base of the clock tower are a mix of uncertainty and determination. They enter with cautious steps, descending the winding staircase that reverberates with the sound of their footfalls.
...
Each turn brings them closer to the bottom, and as they push through the final set of doors, they are suddenly transported to the top.
A strange sight unfolds in front of them: a circle of podiums, their glossy surfaces reflecting the ambient light. The podiums, which are facing each other, invite those in attendance to stand at them. An unspoken invitation hangs in the air, encouraging people to interact in whatever order they want.
A window adjacent to the podiums draws their attention with its rose-tinted glass. They once came across Magus Alice, who was pinned up on the balcony, through its transparent barrier. But now, Alice's presence has faded from the glass, leaving a somber trace on the floor beneath it. The glass is stained with a vivid shape, a poignant reminder of the body's final moments, etched in dried blood. A visible crack fractures the glass still alongside the bloodstain.
The First Trial Begins
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