SEVENTH TRIAL

[bathymetric]

[ 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.

Comments

pocket check!!

[scouserer]

Alright, everyone. You know the drill--turn out your pockets, show us what you've got.

[Constantine will be scrutinizing pocket contents very closely!!!]

[jibunwo]

[As usual, Lelouch just has his pen and notebook, and the taser he already pointed out he was carrying. also his device that i definitely didn't forget]

[sivard]

[All he's got is his device, and Siegfried in its holster, but that's not relevant so it's not bolded.]

[magycks]

[ Today, Magica's pockets and the various hiding spots within her cloak contain:

Her device.
The handkerchief chain Sara got from the vending machine.
A pack of cards taken from the casino.
Her notebook.
A sharp pencil.
A pen.
A taser.
A switchblade.
The return of everyone's favorite essential oil barbeque sauce bottle!

Also she's wearing her amulet and carrying her makeshift staff. ]

[ltcommandroid]

[Data, as per usual, has only his device and his tricorder!]

[scythegun]

[Yeager's got the following: paper and pen, his device, and two vending machine knives. He also has his giant scythe with him.]

You don't mind turning out your pockets for us as well, ja?

[scouserer]

[Constantine snorts.]

What for? You know someone framed me with those cigarettes.

[scythegun]

[...]

Ja, and we also spent quite some time blaming me for this. Please cooperate so we can move on.

[scouserer]

[Constantine gives Yeager a smirk.]

Whatever you say, mate.

[He reaches into his pockets and turns out a few items:

- A few scraps of crumpled up paper with doodles of runes.
- A whiskey bottle cap.
- A cork.
- A crumpled box of Silk Cut cigarettes, taped closed.
- His device.
- The same house-shaped capsule that he's had since Week 1 and doesn't work.

No amulet, though.]

[magycks]

No empty vial this time?

[scouserer]

Why would I keep it? S'not like I'm using it.

[magycks]

It was there last week. Come now, you can't expect me not to keep track of these things.

[scythegun]

[Hmm...]

Why are these taped closed?

[That seems weird and also it's in bold text???]

[scouserer]

So they don't fall out in my pocket. You wouldn't believe the amount of times I've stuffed a box of cigarette into my coat and a few of those buggers fell out. Then it's a mad search for my pockets to find a lint-covered cigarette that's weeks old.

[He says this quite casually.]

Are we done, now?

[scythegun]

You don't mind if I take a look inside just to confirm, ja?

[scouserer]

You'll only find cigarettes in there, but be my guest.

[You wanna open this, Yeager?]

[scythegun]

[this is somehow just as ominous as a mod-bolded "are you sure" comment........ but hell yeah, of course he's gonna open it!!]

[scouserer]

[Yeager opens the box, and finds....cigarettes! As Constantine promised. There's no amulet in here or anything.

...

But of course, there's one problem--these aren't fresh. Even though Yeager doesn't smoke, he can probably tell that these are just stubs. Days old, from the looks of it.

Constantine, for his credit, does not look away from Yeager. His trademark, smug expression does not leave his face.]

Like I said.

[cethflayn]

...

[Closes her eyes. Breathes in.

Would these be about similar to the stubs she found outside the photo lab?]

[cethflayn]

[Hey, question.

Flayn's gotten a box of these bad boys out of the machine before - even gave them to Constantine. Are these usually taped closed? Like is it the packaging before you crack a box open or is this new tape?]

[scouserer]

[Nope--it's new tape!]

[cethflayn]

Mister Constantine, if I recall correctly, those boxes are not usually taped shut. [She knows you gave Yeager a schpiel about doing it, but-] Could you show us how many cigarettes you have left?

[scouserer]

[Well...]

[cethflayn]

[Hey wow fuck you?????]

[cethflayn]

[Oh no, someone took Jasper's pendant? Flayn remembers giving it to him...now she's sad.

But she will outturn her pockets! All she has in there is her smartphone device. The Cadeucus Staff is unclipped from her back as well, unharmed. And-]

Hold on a moment, I am not used to this last bit.

[She struggles, but eventually takes a vending machine knife out of her boot, which she then opens for inspection. It is clean and unharmed.]

I thought it might be important to...begin to keep that on my person.