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15strangers2018-08-17 11:08 am
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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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[That wasn't a yell. That was a shriek of existential terror.]
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Generally that means shoot them in the head and dump them into the furnace, or giving them over to my enforcer. Not this...whatever this was where more than half of you are clearly still here!
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Just because you're not...him doesn't mean you take the threat any less seriously!!
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Yes, that ugly dork.
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[Dead. Ass.]
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I...I thought she'd want to get out of here, too.
[She's totally not holding her drink tight.]
That she wouldn't so something like this just to...I mean...just to...
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Some people...make stupid mistakes. And they have to pay for those mistakes sometimes.
I’m sorry, but...there wasn’t anything we could do, really.
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[She feels like it is important, but she won’t pry.]