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15strangers2019-08-16 10:56 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2019-08-16 10:56 pm
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FINAL TRIAL
[The Strangers manage to escape. By the time anyone has realized they have left, the Analemma is already on a course to a new destination, one not intended by their Conductor-who was certainly surprised to find their ride gone, hours later.
Cardia has turned off radar and other equipment that would allow anyone to find the train easily. There is no barrier around this train, so everyone can see the Clockwork Sun as it gets closer and closer.
They aren't going to London, obviously. Cardia manages to explain that, originally, the Throne of Hours was located there, but after Victoria became Twice-Renewed, the Throne was ordered moved closer to the Sun. Now, it is connected to the station called Sunspur-a desolate place, formerly an exhibition hall, where only the Sun's engineers and wayward captains now go. No one dares to cross the bridge that connects the Throne to it, when they are there.
That will change, but not immediately. Even at top speed, it will take several hours for the train to reach its destination. Cardia suggests everyone relax in the Lounge of this new train. Apparently, this one was going to pick up its newest passengers very shortly, and so the bar and kitchens are stocked with food and drink, at least.
There is much to talk about. Much to look through, and much to consider. The past four weeks have been difficult to process, but the evidence from Perdurance has been especially daunting. It only shows just how stark the situation is-and it's up to the Strangers to figure out just what they will do when they do, at last, confront Her Enduring Majesty.
After all.
Whatever happens, a reckoning cannot be postponed. Not indefinitely. And the bill is almost due...]
[It's time! The objectives are simple in this trial: untangle the story of this place and decide what to ultimately do when they finally confront Victoria, the Mastermind of the Little Courtesy! It will not be easy and the truth, as ever, will not be a light one.
Will they triumph? Will they go home? What else might happen? What else could be in store? There's only way to find out!
Have fun, and good luck! And remember-
All shall be well, and all manner of thing shall be well.]
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...Once, long ago, the sun was shattered. As the pieces fell, the sky ignited. Were it not for the quick thinking of three old friends, even more would have been lost than already was.
There is not a being who lived through that time that does not fear the thought of it happening again.
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[She hates this. This whole world that doesn't make sense, where a man with a glass and plastic and metal head sings like a god-damned angel and everyone is willing to try to talk sense into some being from beyond time, and there is no good and so evil just is, is everything.]
That's why I wanted [still want]... why I said what I did. I don't want to live through something like that, or live knowing it's coming any moment. In the end, I'm a coward. You do understand that, don't you?
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How could I not? I'm as much a coward as you- No, moreso. I look more the part of the Tin Man, but I have always been the Cowardly Lion.
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[There is no way RGB could know what making that particular allusion means to her. And yet...]
I don't know if I'm Dorothy or Alice, to be honest. But... well, if you're the Lion, that settles it, right? Think we can find a big enough bucket of water for... that?
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I do believe so.