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

[vividsins]

Yeah, we figured that out.

[ Gesturing to the burlap bags full of bottled water and healing beer. ]

...Was Marie really that stupid she dumped you in the healing river?

[crouching_sin]

It appears so. Where is she, anyway?

I hope I fucking spelled that right

[vividsins]

Dead. She killed Sir Passepartout, then tried to rig the results so she'd be safe. But we convinced Bottson to buck the reprogramming and let us vote for her.

It's a hard name to spell...

[crouching_sin]

I did know she killed him, but hm. I suppose no one threw her into the river. A shame, since Vita and I had... plans.

[vividsins]

Oh, by the way, we can get our memories back. There's a machine downstairs. Miss Halley might be able to bring it up. I don't know. I don't really care right now, too much has happened and I'm rather tired of things going off the rails.

[crouching_sin]

Good. Because one of my most important memories has a hole in it, and even if I suspect I know what fills it in, it's frustrating to not know when you've been cursed to keep all of your memories over every life and suddenly some of them are gone.

[vividsins]

.........I remembered my important person. A princess, sweeter than any sugar. Someone I'd kill for a thousand times over.

[crouching_sin]

Ah, well. Good. Unfortunately I need to kill or at least incapacitate someone who has a fragment of my important person. Which is unfortunate, but it must be done.

[vividsins]

...She's sleeping. In a coma. Her family tried to kill her. Fourteen hundreds, she was a princess, there was fighting for the throne... That kind of thing. ...She's still sleeping.

[crouching_sin]

Medical coma, or magical?

[vividsins]

...I've been keeping her alive for six hundred years. I... Sold myself and became a demon for that.

[ Hence the weird, void-y black eyes. ]

[crouching_sin]

Ah. Why the coma, rather than simply taking her away?

[vividsins]

I've been trying to wake her. ...That was my greatest wish. That she didn't die. So a demon approached me and we made a deal. So I became this. She... Princess Glenys is more dear to me than anything in the universe.

[crouching_sin]

... If I'm able to stop over in your world, I'll see what I can do.

[vividsins]

...I'd appreciate that. She deserves to not have to stay asleep.

[crouching_sin]

Mm.

... You loved her, didn't you?

[losergod]

[ Hi, guess who else overheard you-- ]

The perfect fairytale prince, aren't you, Mister Baku?

[theserpentsmiles]

[You said the magic word.]

Kill?

[crouching_sin]

[Apparently he rang the assassin alarm.]

Yes. Kazuya has the powers of the most powerful demons, and is set to become the King of Demons... but also desires to server God as His Messiah. And if humanity steps out of line, God will take away their free will. I don't want that to happen, for obvious reasons.

[theserpentsmiles]

[...Naoya hasn't been around to see Nagisa get serious. Serious like the edge of a knife, like a viper's fangs poised to strike. His target isn't here. It's not full-blown. But it's an undeniable thirst for blood from the unlikeliest source imaginable.]

'If they step out of line'... I don't like that kind of thinking.

[crouching_sin]

[He recognizes that kind of aura. He grins, matching the feeling with something... well, it's not close to what he's feeling from Nagisa, but it's also razor-sharp.]

Of course. No sane person would, if they knew the truth.

[theserpentsmiles]

It sounds exactly like Asano-san...

A system where those labeled 'delinquents and dropouts' are mercilessly crushed and the rest are pushed ever harder. That was his so-called genius education.

[Guess which one Nagisa was.]

[crouching_sin]

Tch. Idiot. He should know that a system like that will only backfire on him.

[theserpentsmiles]

It took education at twenty times the speed of sound, but...it did. We killed him.

[Not literally, but we'll. It's an offer.]

...you knew, didn't you? Or at least suspected. At the trial. What I am.

[beguiledcard]

[ Excuse u don't forget about him. :/ ]