FOURTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ Well! That's sure something, isn't it? There may or may not be a lot of you excited to get down to business, but Jones does eventually move to collect you all and bring you to the theatre. It's a familiar routine by now, perhaps even comfortingly so given the irregularities of this particular killing.

Two of you gone this week. The elevator is started to feel downright spacious, don't you think?

A shanty, as usual, echoes from the crew of the Dutchman as you enter. The room is the same as it has ever been before you as the elevator settles into position. ]

To yer positions, passengers. Chins up.

[ Three more podiums claimed by the rust and wear.

You have your evidence, and you're going to need it before long. The music outside dies down.

Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[ahelpingpaw]

Maybe you two are from the same world and you both never found out until now.

[Do you want to see the ol' corrupting dragon corpse in a mountain, Scott, Albedo was hanging out over there]

[queceracera]

Oh, no. I turn into coins when I die.

[He absolutely says this like it's nothing notable.]

[scouserer]

...The more you say, the less it makes sense.

[ahelpingpaw]

...Scott, are you sure you're human?

[At this point he just has to ask]

[queceracera]

[SCOTT PILGRIM
Species: Totally Human]

Yeah, it says so in my profile.

[Scott kind of waves his hand to his side. There's nothing there.]

[ahelpingpaw]

No it doesn't!

[Filbo just rests his face on his podium. Scott Pilgrim is an exhausting person]

[guffawsungraciously]

...that sort of thing does happen in my world to humans who have had a bit too much contact with dark magic, but there are also normal corpses as well, so I would assume Scott’s world must just function like that.

[queceracera]

I'm not vegan, though.

[Scott Pilgrim stop saying "vegan" instead of "psychic" challenge.]

[guffawsungraciously]

...

I... look. Explain it some other time.