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unknownseas2021-03-20 10:53 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2021-03-20 10:53 am
SEVENTH TRIAL
[ After a while, Davy Jones comes and collects you all again. It's a much quicker trip than he's ever had to take for you all before. You all fit so easily into the elevator in the theatre now, don't you?
As he plays the song that takes you down, even Jones seems tired. But the elevator certainly isn't, moving just as dramatically into the depths of the ship as it ever has. You now know all the floors it passes on its trip down to the trial room, don't you?
And none of you even know that this is your last ride down. The end is coming. But that's for later, and not quite yet for all of you.
The crew of the Dutchman is... different, somehow, this week. There are more figures aboard, and they're all singing, well. Maybe Scott was right, that first week. ]
Ye know what to do, passengers.
[ Jones moves to the wall to look out at his ship, scowling.
The podiums are waiting.
Welcome to your seventh trial.
As he plays the song that takes you down, even Jones seems tired. But the elevator certainly isn't, moving just as dramatically into the depths of the ship as it ever has. You now know all the floors it passes on its trip down to the trial room, don't you?
And none of you even know that this is your last ride down. The end is coming. But that's for later, and not quite yet for all of you.
The crew of the Dutchman is... different, somehow, this week. There are more figures aboard, and they're all singing, well. Maybe Scott was right, that first week. ]
Ye know what to do, passengers.
[ Jones moves to the wall to look out at his ship, scowling.
The podiums are waiting.
Welcome to your seventh trial.
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[Y'all don't seem to process "I'm 1000+ years old and have fought as a field medic in two wars" well.]
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What if it had been poisoned?!
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That's still too risky! That poison the metal box gives out smells like almonds!
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cw: auditory hallucinations
[It is now hitting her just how stupidly she acted.]
Well, maybe - maybe I did not want to be useless in an investigation! Maybe I would have liked to prove the voices that have been screaming at me for the past twenty four hours wrong!!
cw: auditory hallucinations