SIXTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ It's the same as the other weeks. Two bodies, some time to look, and then Davy Jones comes around to take those of you who are left into the theatre and into the elevator. His expression is dark, difficult to read.

The trip down feels slower than ever. The elevator has gotten so empty, don't you think?

As it reaches its usual destination, the crew of the Dutchman is performing once again. The clouds above have started to darken the once clear tropical waters.

The podiums await you. ]

At yer places! Find who is responsible for all of this!

[ Your numbers can't support many more weeks of this, can they?

Welcome to your sixth trial. ]

Comments

[guffawsungraciously]

Ah, but it is a fitting end for such a conceited buffoon, is it not?

[HE'S STILL CLAPPING, the only reason he is not letting out his biggest YEAH BOY ever is because he ain't the hooting and hollering type]

[scythegun]

Oh no, it certainly is, but I was expecting something... better.

[You know. Flashier! With more explosions!!]

[guffawsungraciously]

Ah, fair enough. It was nice to be able to watch the life leave his eyes, though.

[LIKE......]

[scythegun]

I won't argue that any! I've been waiting for an opportunity to kill him myself, but the important thing is that he's dead.

[why'd it have to be reika though......... now he can't just be mad at her and that's terrible.]