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

[heroantagonist]

I am most definitely NOT Handsome Jack!

[The voice is deeper, more jolly, if that's possible.]

A pleasure to finally make yer acquaintance in the flesh... so to speak! Gahaha!

[jibunwo]

I don't give a damn about Jack, I'm talking to you.

Who are you?

[heroantagonist]

Eh? Shouldn't it be obvious? Well... at least to some of you, I guess.

After all, it was my atlas that you were following these past few weeks.

[jibunwo]

What...?

Why don't you quit with the games and enlighten the rest of us, then? I've grown tired of games upon games, and yours is particularly vexing.

[scouserer]

Atlas--

[Constantine stops.]

No. Really?

[jibunwo]

What the hell is he talking about, I didn't know we had a map.

[IS THAT NOT WHAT AN ATLAS IS?????]

[ahelpingpaw]

There was the one I found in that book two months ago, but unless this is the embodiment of the triangle itself...

[Yeah, Filbo has no idea either, hah]

[heroantagonist]

["Jack's" blood-stained lips curl into a sneer]

Did it ever occur to ye that you weren't actually speaking to Calypso?

[jibunwo]

. . .





GOD DAMN IT, MAGICA!

[heroantagonist]

[He just. Laughs]

[magycks]

OH, LIKE YOU HAD A BETTER IDEA!

[jibunwo]

MY BETTER IDEA WAS 'DON'T INVOKE SPECTRAL CONTACTS', ACTUALLY!

[magycks]

OH, THAT'S IT, I'M GOING TO EXORCISE YOU SO HARD—!

[heroantagonist]

You may try, miss! A few have!

[ltcommandroid]

Magica, now is not the time.

[for FUCK'S SAKE]

[magycks]

Don't you start with me. You can't begin to fathom how insulting this is! Do you have any idea how long I spent on those runic circles, Data?!

[ but then davy jones shows up and she immediately hauls duck ass out of here so ]