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The Natiya-Thorn Withereth

Perhaps it had been a feeble expectation on your end, but something about seeing the storyteller before you, displaying not a shred of fear for what was to come, unsettles you greatly. Though she had fought hard to stay alive, she was now showcasing no fear of the unknown to come, is she possibly numb to her own death? The way her shaking hands refused to leave the railing of her podium told you otherwise, though. 

Before any amongst you could begin to ask questions in regard to the confusing array of body languages she shifted between, Lady Black’s merciless metal hand extends upon Sri from behind, locking her in its vicious grip. Sri has little time to react besides sporting a genuine smile as she tumbles from the courtroom, being dragged into the depths of an engulfing darkness.

[TW: Snakes, Drowning]

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My Story Endeth | Sri | Trial 1 | RE: Dom, Kiri, Results, Black

 Though Sri had made protest for the others to cease their actions, they refused. No matter what she offered them, they still added on insult to injury, refusing to heed her as the hero she assosciated herself as being. Dom and Kiri’s words clouded her mind and kept her from hearing much else, until Lady Black broke through the void.

I mean, not that anyone likes you. Of course everyone hates you now!

Everything else immediately shattered. It didn’t matter that she was going to die, it didn’t matter what stories she left unfinished, all that mattered was this. And seeing everyone glaring at her in such a contemptible fashion, who was she to disagree?

“Th-th-th-a-that’s not…”

Her breathing had picked up enough to keep her from being able to properly express her words.

“Masami…s-s-still…”

But Masami didn’t know now. She didn’t know that Sri had killed someone in cold blood, that she receieved a murderer’s sentence. What would she say when she heard, how would she view Sri?

“<S***. F***ing s***. Lakshmi, why have you forsaken me?>”

Sri sputtered out in her native tongue. The longer she had to digest all of this, the longer she was unable to find contradictions, the further into the despair she sank. Her breathing was now so out of control her face had turned beat red and her eyes were swollen to bursting with tears.

This couldn’t be happening…

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Venomous | Sri | Trial | RE: Madeline + Dom

So, she confessed. It was odd, through the trial, she was so sure she had succeeded. She was victorious, but it backfired. However, if she was grateful for anything, it was her friends. Specifically, she looked across the way to Madeline.

“You’re far too kind to die for me,”

But not everyone was so kind. Everyone was voting for her regardless, and Dom specifically was laser focused on hating her. Sri’s blood ran cold, why was this happening?

“You…you don’t understand. You all…are alive because of me. I saved you all, I’m a hero. Don’t you get that?”

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Shaky Snake | Sri | Trial 1 | RE: Miho

 So, not much had really come up since the last time she posted, but an interesting idea came to the table. Sri looked across the courtroom as Miho spoke, tapping her fingers to a rhythm as she thought.

“Excuse me, but you said Imani-san may have been stronger than their killer. Do you think it’s perhaps possible that the killer suffered wounds?”

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Snakes Don't Have Arms | Sri | Trial 1 | RE: Handtest, Kiri

 Oh? So a handprint was discovered. Maybe that would be useful in identifying the culprit. But when the test arrived at Sri, she stared at it for a few seconds before placing her hand atop it. It was awfully close, but it was worth noting that she had on leather gloves as well.

“For personal reasons, I’d rather keep my gloves on. I’m sorry if this seems suspicious, but it’s important to me in the same way some people feel showing off other parts of their body. Forgive me,”

She rubbed her hands anxiously at the thought of having to remove them..

 Thankfully, there was plenty more to talk about with all this murder nonsense. Sri looked across the trial to Kiri.

“I think you may be onto something. I doubt Imani-san would go off without telling you too. But I have a theory. Everyone keeps saying that Imani-san was under the influence of a poisonous agent. Why is that? So they wouldn’t struggle? However, we were all very sick. Overpowering any one of us would have been incredibly easy, right?”

She paused.

“But…I guess that would have made it hard for the murderer to attack them. …I apologize again if my words were useless,”

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Your Mother was a Hamster and Your Father Smelled of Elderberries | Sri | Trial 1 | RE: Andy

 Wow, what a freaking trip. Seeing the dead body in the foyer had all but ceased Sri’s entire functioning body, but oddly enough when she felt her senses returning, she found them returning hard and strong. There was a corpse among them, someone she had spoken to was dead, and now they were tasked with finding the culprit.

 Sri was hardly of any use during the investigation, but vowed to do her best in the trial, it was the least she could do for the friendly person who she shared lunch with. But really, find a murderer? Wasn’t that a bit of a stretch for a group of high school students?

 The storyteller returned to her senses as Andy began talking. Once she was sure her tutor had finished, she decided to introduce herself as well.

“I’m Sri Maitra, Super High School Level Storyteller. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, I think,”

 The storyteller bowed.

“There’s something I don’t quite understand, though. Where did the killer get the ingredients to make tea, if that is who made the tea? We haven’t had access to the kitchen, only the dining room. Could it be possible that the tea was saved from dinner time?”

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The Origin of Rubies | Sri | Chapter 1 | Closed for Hanako

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hanakoshimizu

“Laaame.” Hanako scoffed, turning to face away from Sri. “Oh! Maybe Hanako can teach you some!” Hanako said in excitement turning to face Sri.

“Oh wait… Hanako doesn’t have her bass guitar with her…” She sighed. “Maybe I can get one from that!” She shouts, walking up to the machine and kicking it again, still doing no damage at all.

“U-um, Hanako...san you shouldn’t...I mean, I don’t think. ...Y-you’re gonna break it,”

“Now, you surely must have had a coin, maybe we can find it together and try and get your bass? If he’d give me my pungi back, he may give you your bass too,”

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Never will these not be cute.

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One of my all time favourite things I’ve seen tumblr

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we shortly interrupt your regular shitposting program with these reptiles

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these make me happy every time

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Gess

gess how many snakes there are

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The Origin of Rubies | Sri | Chapter 1 | Closed for Hanako

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hanakoshimizu

Hanako’s face went blank.Maybe she did have a coin, maybe she didn’t. She actually hasn’t looked at the ID thing that thoroughly at all, despite being told to. She just ignored what Sri said about coins and listened to her describe the item.

“…A… pungi… Like fun-gi?!” No, Hanako. Not like fungi. Hanako listened to the tune and rolled her eyes, scoffing.

“Boooooooring. Play something upbeat and fun! I wanna hear a rock song!” She wants to hear Sri play a rock song using a pungi… okay. “I rate that instrument a two out of ten.” She’s very critical about this kind of thing, clearly.

 Sri’s hopes dropped as Hanako became critical of her performance. The little she left with the bassist hardly mattered at all, she was determined to rate Sri’s instrument as only second rate. It was disheartening.

“I um,” her face flushed red. “I don’t know any rock songs, I’m sorry...”

 Everyone at this school seemed to really like rock, she’d need to give it a real listen.

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Feeling Dizzy | Sri | Chapter 1 Motive Reaction | Closed for Louvel

 Whatever was happening here, it surely had no intention of stopping. No one was coming in on a white horse to save them quite yet, it seemed the only thing the students could do was wait and hope that this despair would wash over them.

 But as they awaited for a miracle, another hardship was thrown their way. Sri awoke that morning feeling not too wonderful. She was caked in sweat and yet she couldn’t quite get warm enough. This wasn’t good at all. She knew immediately that there was no sign of a medical facility here, and the kitchen would likely be too bare-boned for her to get much as far as cures went. Oh well, if she attended to herself, then maybe the illness would pass overnight.

 However, this was much more serious. According to Lady Black’s taunting, the illness was much more than a simple fever and it was something that would eventually take hold of them in fourty-eight hours unless they killed. This wasn’t good. With such little resources, there was no way she had the ability to fight this cure, and whatever was included in the elixir was likely too rare to find even in this manor.

 Already, one of her classmates had collapsed on the floor, the sickness flowing through their veins much faster than Sri’s. She couldn’t allow this, she hadn’t ever given up, and she wouldn’t give up now. Dropping to their level, she tossed their arm over her shoulder and stood slowly.

“It’s going to be alright. I’m a healer, and though I’ve never seen anything to this extent, I can take care of you. Stand up slowly, I’ll help,”

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Charming snakes

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The Origin of Rubies | Sri | Chapter 1 | Closed for Hanako

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hanakoshimizu

“…What the heck is something like that doing in there?!” Hanako asked, raising an eyebrow. “More importantly!!!! Hanako wants something like that!!” After literally just calling it junk, Hanako already wants one for herself. Okay then.

She dove over to the machine and…. Bang! She began to kick and punch at the machine. “…Get! Out! You trash!” She was kicking and hitting at it with her limbs sprawled out like a child, but she was barely doing any damage. In fact, there wasn’t even a dent on the thing. “Ugh! Whatever!” She shouted, rolling her eyes, giving the machine one last kick.

“What even is it anyway?!” You literally held it in front of your face and you cant tell what the object is? Wow, Hanako.

Sri was surprised. Not surprised in any bad way, of course, but pleasantly. In all honesty, she had partially expected her item to be snatched away and broken by this girl, but by the grace of the gods it was still in her possession, and it’d never leave again.

 Though the sudden banging from the machine was enough to startle her back to reality. For a good long while, she just stared at Hanako as she beat the machine, waiting for a moment when the pounding ceased before she spoke up.

“Um...”

“Don’t you have a coin? I had one when the day began, so I assumed...”

She let that sit.

“Oh this is a pungi,”

Sri held the item up enough for Hanako to get a good look at it, though she had likely already seen it enough when she snatched it away from Sri. As if to demonstrate, Sri pulled the item to her lips and played a few notes. The sound was shrill and sharp, but a slightly lower tone than a flute or recorder might produce.

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The Origin of Rubies | Sri | Chapter 1 | Closed for Hanako

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hanakoshimizu

Hanako noticed Sri was clutching onto an item, weeping… What the hell is even going on here? Well, there was only one way to find out! Hanako strolled up to behind Sri and SNATCH! reached out and snatched the object from her hands. “WHAAAA?!” Hanako shouted, over exaggeratedly.

“What the heckie heck is this thing?!” She shouted, holding it with two fingers, suspending it in mid-air before her. “…You’re crying over something from a machine? PFFFFT!” She tries to mock the younger girl. “That’s sad.” She says, a plain, almost emotionless look on her face.

“I mean!!! If you’re going to cry, cry over something worthwhile!! Like pizza!! Not this junk!” Hanako shouts, tossing the object to the side. She’s not known for being respectful, to say the least.

 Sri was so in the moment that she hardly had any awareness of the girl’s presence until she snatched the item from her. Hanako would have found an odd item in her grasp upon doing so. It was a windpipe she had likely never seen before. It may have looked something like a flute were it not for the gourd like bulge at the top of it. In addition, Hanako’s description of it being junk was more or less correct, as the item was so worn and old that it’s age was palpable, it was a wonder it didn’t break when she tossed it.

 Upon having the item crash to the floor, Sri dove for it, pulling it close to her to protect its gentle frame.

“P-p-p-please be careful,” she stuttered, examining it for cracks. “It’s very old. It was given to me by my father, and to him by his father,”

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The Origin of Rubies | Sri | Chapter 1 | Closed for Hanako

 It had been an eventful day, and even that was an understatement. Sri had no idea how she was to process this information. Was all of this true, had someone truly taken them with the intention of harming them? Or rather, having them harm each other? But how would they harm each other? They were still high school children, they would never stoop to this level.

 She needed to get her mind off of all of this. She had noted that a mysterious coin had suddenly appeared in her possession, and it appeared one of the new areas hosted an area to spend it. Though she hadn’t had an idea of what to expect, she didn’t expect what cluncked out.

“…”

Impossible, it was lost. When she came here, it had disappeared forever to the sands of time. It had to be fake, a replica. Something to placate her while the original was lost. But upon stripping her good hand of her glove, she found the material too genuine to be fake. The careful carvings, the water washed age, the holes her fingers knew too well.

 Without meaning to, Sri clutched the item close to her and began to weep quietly. She hadn’t known what she would do without it, and now she’d never have to find out.