FINAL TRIAL

[strangerpeople]

FINAL TRIAL

[The doors at the other end of the city do not open for the Titled. However, whatever is going on in there still brings forth bright lights from within, and ultimately, it is to the steps of the entrance that everyone is drawn to. It's not the most formal setting for figuring out the truth of the matter before them.

Eric's brought the snacks, at least.

The Dragonborn sits at the top of the stairs, looking down as everyone congregates.]

...Having this key...I am certain I can open the door with little difficulty. But before I do we must make certain we know and understand exactly what we will be facing. What we are facing. These people...they are doing something and we must ensure we can somehow stop it.


[The end is near. The objectives of this quest are simple:

Who is the Mastermind? What is going on in this world? And...of course...why did the Mastermind want to kill 15 strangers?

Good luck, Titled.]

Comments

[lightnen]

What? Seriously?

[ He looks at the pamphlet and scowls. ]

If that's true, then that kind of pisses me off! This stupid pamphlet just belittles and demeans us with how they're putting things.

[thiscomicsucks]

That's your problem with this whole situation?

[lightnen]

Whaaaat? How am I not supposed to get mad about that?!

[ You forget he IS still kind of a child. ]

[thiscomicsucks]

[So's Linkara funny enough!]

They had us killing each other for weeks, and your big problem is that they happen to be snooty towards us?

[lightnen]

[ Totally shrugging his shoulders at this and putting his hands into his pockets briefly. Kinda hard to do this for long periods of time with the things he had put in there. ]

Yeah. I hate being insulted like that. Don't you...?

[ He went there, Linkara. Totally unphased by the idea of murdering people and all that went on but totally offended by something like this. ]

[thiscomicsucks]

........

Priorities, kid! What are they!?

[lightnen]

What's with that tone? My priorities are just fine.

You're the one getting all bent out of shape about this.

[ Turning it back around on you? Yup. Should have seen this one coming. ]

[thiscomicsucks]

Says the kid who was pissed about how these people were insulting us over forcing us to kill each other!

[P R I O R I T I E S]

[carries_war]

Not everyone's used to mortal danger just being Tuesday for them, Killua.

[Called over from where he's still pacing.]

[thiscomicsucks]

It's usually Monday for me, and not the point!!

[carries_war]

That misses the reference. And I'm guessing you didn't have to kill people often back home, even if you were in danger a lot?

[thiscomicsucks]

No, I got the reference, I'm just ignoring it.

[OF COUR--]

I try not to use lethal force unless it's the only means.

[carries_war]

Yeah, that's the difference. We were both raised on bloodshed. When I was his age, I wouldn't have given a damn either.

[Which he knows, because he was more or less just annoyed as Rubedo, except when it was personal.]

[carnageandclass]

[Wait what?]

His age?

[carries_war]

Yeah. I don't look it, but I'm actually about twice his age. And when I was really a kid, I had a pretty similar mindset about people dying.

[carnageandclass]

Well that explains it.

[It's a compliment, don't worry.]

I can understand a little about that mindset; I too was young when I had to take a life.

[carries_war]

Explains what?

[carnageandclass]

Your age. There isn't many that speak with maturity and knowledge who look young. Not without reason.

[She's reminded of Nyx but only from what she has heard. Because the shit writers didn't give her a support

[carries_war]

[He smiles, but it's pained.]

No, I was like that when I was a kid, too. I was born and raised to be a leader.