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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.]
Most importantly, though - who's got dibs on that chair? It's the only one in the room!
In any case, good luck, Titled!]
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I should just kill you right now. But it's probably pointless at this point.
[The floor does slowly start to let them loose.]
If you try anything, I won't hesitate.
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[ Dusting himself off, trying to get any gloop off his suit, he's just all casual. ]
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I can never be a normal girl, though.
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You're talking to a demon, there's a god present, one of us has an octopus thing in his world... I really don't think you can say that with this lot.
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You really don't remember our battle before?
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Humans get to choose their own fates, Miss Halley. And half human is enough to qualify for that. Really you're just some kid who has the genetic equivalent of parental expectations that you don't like foisted on you.
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[Most of you would be considered stupid anyways.]
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My point is, normal is overrated. What you are matters less than who you are. So, who are you?
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...it's hard, not being like others. But that doesn't make it bad, and it doesn't make you any less valid or less deserving of choosing your own future.
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[And here she thought that was just stupid lies she made to confuse them all.]
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[She’s not angry, more confused as Hell.]
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