FINAL TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

FINAL TRIAL


[Once everyone has managed to gather every piece of evidence they can get their hands on, there is, at last, a sense that they can go up to the top on the elevator that works. Granted, with access now granted, they probably could have gone up at any time, but it they would have been ill-prepared for what might be up there.

In any case, they might not have needed to worry.]



[Barbara will no doubt recognize this place as where Marie brought her just the previous week. It is a master control room, filled with buttons and levers that line the walls. However, the dome also allows for a view of what's outside - of the skies, the stars, the planets. The alpine valley the Base is situated, with its bubbling waterfall, and the crystal-clear blue lake it empties into, surrounded by flowers below the Base's base. The lake itself empties into a crystal clear river that looks to be narrow, but deep and rapid.

In the center of the room, near where the elevator rises out of the floor, is a chair, with a giant plush of that cheeky raccoon snuggled into it. Once everyone has come into the room, the elevator melts into the floor with a slurping sound. Now, everyone is here - and there's only one seat, meaning almost everyone will be standing for the duration of this discussion. There's no food or drink here, either - the Titled will have to make do with whatever they brought with them.

There's is a rumble below, as the Titled, together with Bottson and their menagerie of animals - gather together for one last trial. Everyone and everything in this universe may be at stake, and ultimately, either they all go home - or no one will.]


[It's time! The objectives are simple in this trial. It's time to finally answer the questions the Titled have about why they are here - and face the Mastermind of the Base.

Most importantly, though - who's got dibs on that chair? It's the only one in the room!

In any case, good luck, Titled!]

Comments

[backuphero]

C, what... what the hell do you mean by that?

[ichbindereinzelganger]

...I'm not sure this was a mistake, but--that's not important.

[losergod]

It is. It always has been. There's some smart and good people, but a large majority are idiots.

[vividsins]

Yup. He defied his very programming to allow us to vote for her.

[losergod]

Genetics. The building blocks of life. You know, DNA. I would imagine reviving someone would be pretty serious, and the entries we found on her and Marie made them both seem significantly different in some ways, right?

Granted, it's just me postulating, I don't know for sure.

[earietale]

Who, though? Who is the moron that put us in here?

[losergod]

Yes, I'd like more than a stern word with them.

[earietale]

If you say so...

[She feels like it is important, but she won’t pry.]

[theserpentsmiles]

It took me a while to learn that lesson, too.

There's still a lot to learn, right? There's a whole world out there - outside of Ivy-san.

[backuphero]

"Who's in charge?"

Kid, there's a war on that's got nothing to do with this, why in the Sam Hill would I sign up for somebody else's problems?!

[tiefleaf]

And I'm two, but you're still way too young for this to not feel weird.

[backuphero]

Yeah, but she said she was "half-virus" or something, and didn't say that about Marie... I think....

[ichbindereinzelganger]

...I know. That's why--

[strangerpeople]

yEAh, foO!

[ichbindereinzelganger]

That's right. Marie is human.

[sh-she's not in denial]

[vividsins]

We're all very proud of him.

[ Mostly because it removed the main annoyance of this place. ]

[losergod]

Look. If you think we can save Miss Ivy, as in, if there's a way, I'm willing to attempt it. But as a med student, right now, her prognosis isn't good.

Are you sure you want her to die, Miss Halley?

[toushiro]

Thirding what's already been said.

[mementodagger]

[He's been pretty quiet, showing surprisingly little panic during the rumbling and the moment Halley's mech appeared. Almost as if he's used to being in life-threatening situations against things many times his size.

Oh wait, he is.

He turns his attention to Halley with a sigh.]

Then was something done to us? Something that makes us different from Marie, from who we were before?

[ichbindereinzelganger]

Everyone has a price. Chances are you were all given very strong incentives to join.

Despite a lot of people being incompetent, they're surprisingly good at inventing things that are otherwise impossible to make in other universes. Even if it's born from a stupid accident.

[ichbindereinzelganger]

The mitochondrial conversion, yes. It's your means of surviving in the body without getting horrible life-threatening beds or the like after you're restored to your true size and the process is reversed.

[vividsins]

I mean. Unless they can revive the dead or someone hovering right on the verge...

[losergod]

I sincerely doubt they know how to move soul data. That's god-level work. It's something I've only recently come to understand myself, and I've done it.

[mementodagger]

And this... conversion? Did it affect us in other ways?

[He's giving her a pointed look, because he sure as hell knows he couldn't manipulate people's actions before waking up here.]

[losergod]

It means we were essentially changed on the cellular level to resemble blood cells--the things that help a body function, I'm guessing? Is that correct, Miss Halley?