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

[crouching_sin]

There are many things I'd rather forget, but I admit I've been uncomfortable not remembering.

I would prefer to have the forgetting done in a different manner.

[tiefleaf]

[You know what, let's come clean.]

...I'm not sure if I can be myself again if we go that route.

[Someone tell him the memory regain things are safe. ]

[crouching_sin]

I can understand that. Depending on what you've forgotten... I would be a much different person without my memories.

But I do believe it's better to have the truth than not, if at all possible.

[tiefleaf]

...two years ago.

[He did mention he was two.]

I woke up, no memories, no name, nothing. There was just dirt, and... Well, more dirt. So I clawed my way out, over a couple of days, and that's how the circus found me.

The guy in that grave? That fucker is dead, and he's not me. I'd like to keep borrowing his body without too much trouble.

[crouching_sin]

You made a new life. It's fine. I, of all people, can't blame you - since that's what I want.

No one's forcing you. It's your decision.

[losergod]

You'll only remember what she took out from the tapes. If it isn't on the tapes, then you won't recall it.

[tiefleaf]

And how do we know what's on the tapes?

[losergod]

I assume the tapes can be read beforehand to check... Miss Halley, can they?

[ichbindereinzelganger]

They can be watched beforehand, yes.

[tiefleaf]

In that case... We'll see.