MOCK TRIAL WEEK

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[Constantine Kermit the Frog has revealed his true motives for bringing you all here. What was once a warm and welcoming house has now become your prison, encased in five feet of snow. If it's any comfort, be glad that the heater and electricity still seem to be working. For now. Perhaps searching for an escape route would be in your best interests.

Let's just hope no one gets stir crazy and tries to kill someone else, hm?]

[MONDAY TUESDAY WEDNESDAY THURSDAY]

((ooc: this is the week log for the mock trial! tuesday-onwards is locked until the motive is posted. on friday, an investigation log will be posted, and a trial will commence on saturday (in-game friday). backtagging is encouraged! have fun!))

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[tobeginwith]

[What did he expect from an actual chicken??? Pure art, of course, but not of this calibre. Her penmanship... flawless. Her eyes... as deep as every cliche metaphor ever used to describe eyes. She's stunning. And so fucking talented. She can monologue. And there's so much tragic backstory to work with.

Charles Dickens, who is absolutely not Gonzo, has never been truly awe-struck by anything other than his own writing before now. Nor has he ever met such a clear choice for the love interest of a story.]

Thank you so much for your time, Chhfhgh! [that's her name right] You wouldn't believe the inspiration your potential has provided!

[eggciting]

Bacawk. Bcawk bwk bawk bawk gbfkawk. Bawkbawk bgawk bawk. Clawk.

[Oh, that is very flattering! How kind of him to validate her talent like that. Though, her name is Camilla. Not that absolutely-not-Gonzo would actually know that and she can't exactly speak or write very well. Y'know, considering the fact that she's a chicken.

She gives absolutely-not-Gonzo a wink.] Bawbk bawk.

[tobeginwith]

[The language of the heart transcends all barriers. Camilla. It's the perfect name.]

How could I not validate you? You're the most valid person I've ever met in my whole life.

[Swooning, he pencils in 'LOVE INTEREST' across the form to make it official. Except... it's going to make choosing the protagonist difficult. He's sworn off self-inserts, he knows, but... he might have to make a change to his character notes tomorrow in the wake of this development.

Charles Dickens has never been awe-struck before now, yes, but he has never been in love before now, either.]