FINAL TRIAL

[bathymetric]

Eventually, the investigation ends. You have time to move your supplies (and Jimmy Buffetts) off the ship, but it's a hike up to the lighthouse. You're only going to be able to bring what you need.

All that's left is to hope that you have that, after all of this.

The jungle that stretches out into the distance is eerily quiet as you make your way up to the lighthouse - enough time to wonder, certainly, what awaits you in there. Will The Captain finally show you his true face? Can he? There's only one way to find out... time to make your way inside.

Unless you're Magica, the lobby (so to speak) of the lighthouse might be a little overwhelming: piles and piles of pirate treasure to the sides of the room, with a raised, dark glass cylinder in the center. Around that cylinder are a series of makeshift podiums, ready for you all to stand together one last time.

Standing in front of that cylinder is The Captain. Not to get too into details, but though natural processes are slowed, Jack's body isn't exactly in perfect shape, and still moves in that unnerving puppet-y way he has each time you've seen him.

"Welcome... to your-!"

Is what he manages before there's a pair of very loud noises behind you - the first a massive blast of water that draws your attention just before a massive explosion on the side of the SS Swift detonates moments later, sending a blast of energy outwards - which pauses, for a moment, before almost reversing into an implosion that sees all traces of the ship sucked into the aether. A pirate ship you've never seen before sails behind it, visible for just a moment before the doors slam closed.

"... I'll be with you in a moment. Don't go anywhere."

And The Captain leaves the room fast. So fast, in fact, that he... leaves Jack's body behind, though it's too quick to get any kind of good look at him. Ignoring... that, looks like you guys have some time to talk things over! Better make it count.

Comments

[sivard]

That makes as much sense as the damn poem you use to find all of us.

[magycks]

Honestly, what are the chances the poem itself is just a bit someone else made up? Maybe they thought "oh, this is a laugh, they'll never get all these people together in one place!" and called it a day.

[scythegun]

That seems far more likely! Imagine being stupid enough to fall for something like that...

[gangrenousgut]

GAAAH!!

[A powerful force is exerted from Lechuck, blowing over piles of gold and treasure chests in a mess of green flame.]

Don't be mistaken. There is truth behind these legends and poems. Truths that I be aiming to collect!

[scythegun]

[okay yeah you're intimidating but as long as you're not setting any of us on fire it's fine, probably!!]

Ohhh, I see. So even you're not certain that what you seek is here! It's all just legends and myths and the like, ja? What if they're wrong and you've wasted this much time and effort for nothing?

[jibunwo]

Maybe the 'truth' we're meant to reveal is that he's just that careless and foolish.

[magycks]

Oh, should we just all start pointing at him? I feel like it's fairly self-evident.

[jibunwo]

Maybe a big sign to stick on him, did anyone bring markers?

[ahelpingpaw]

It's...not great to think we have spent two months captured by a pair of not very bright people.

[Jack certainly was a fool, in Filbo's opinion, but although he's really scared of LeChuck and taking him seriously, for obvious reasons, trying to downplay the threat may be a good thing to do. What was it that was said earlier? Frustrated people make mistakes?]

[scythegun]

Oh, we've certainly already proven that one. If that's all we had to do then it was no trouble at all!

[magycks]

Ugh, I can't believe we're going to lose our very essence in service of someone so embarrassing.

[scythegun]

Ja, this really isn't how I expected things to go... You'd think he could at least manage intimidating properly...

[gangrenousgut]

...You know, I'm trying to be courteous. Really, I am.

[scythegun]

I can tell you're trying your best!