FINAL TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

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.]

Comments

[unwittingking]

RGB, what are you planning.

[Do NOT do this to him, man! They’re weirdness buddies!]

[technicolourdifficulties]

Haven't you realized it by now? Improvisation is my specialty.

[Which is probably not reassuring in the least, huh?]

[unwittingking]

[Why did he have to get close to so many disasters-]

I get that, but this is not the kind of thing I think you should try right now! Do you really want to risk turning into one of those witches too?!

[technicolourdifficulties]

[Because not caring is really hard. RGB fails at it all the time.]

Of course not. That would hurt all of you. The thing that I would become might hurt others. I do not want to cause any more harm.

[katzenpfote]

[He just... puts a hand on RGB's shoulder carefully. Thanks, square head bro.]

[technicolourdifficulties]

[He still tenses a little at the touch, but doesn't reject it, even relaxing after a moment.]

HER ROYALNESS

[unwittingking]

Then can we please just think of a solution that doesn’t risk us hurting people? Or causing harm in general?

In fact-

[He turns to the eye as he asks this question.]

Have you actually tried talking with the celestial beings from my world? Kitsune, Cerberus, and all the others? Or did you just decide they’re not worth talking to?

[thricerenewed]

{ If I could contact other universes, do you not think I would have tried that? }

[unwittingking]

You literally brought something from my world that can be used to contact Kitsune directly.

I don’t think you did try.

[thricerenewed]

{ I do not have control over what is brought in! }

[unwittingking]

The. Baggage. Claim.

[Said slowly, and clapping with each word, almost like...no, exactly like he’s talking to a child.]

It was in there, given to RGB, and when I actually remembered what it did, Kitsune wouldn’t respond.

Either you screwed up your only way of talking to the people from my world that could actually help, or the people that were handling it did not even pay it the slightest bit of attention when he tried asking what the hell was going on.

[Seriously, Kitsune’s annoying, but he would purposely ignore all of this. There’s no way!]