Fourth Trial

[bathymetric]

[ After the evidence (and what a large batch of evidence it is, this time) has been gathered up, after actually patiently waiting a longer time than usual to make sure everything's been grabbed, the speakers over New Rapture crackle to life. ]

Time's up, everyone. You know where to go.

[ The lower number of bathyspheres, as you descend, is starting to become really notable, isn't it? The descent is the same as ever, lower and lower into the sea. The bioluminescence of those slugs on the ocean floor is almost brighter today, somehow, and some of them have even crawled up the cliff face around you as you pass them.

The dome approaches, slowly as ever, gleaming red in the darkness. The bathyspheres land in a row, doors opening one by one to reveal the familiar sight of the trial room, three more podiums now darkened. ]

Take your places, ladies and gentlemen. You've got a doozy of a situation to discuss. Ass Man and Silver Fox are dead. You know what happens if you can't figure out whodunnit.

[ Welcome to your fourth trial. ]

Comments

[buriedstar]

[ Sometimes you are stubborn, prideful, and not at all willing to accept what you should. This is directed less at Brett and more to the group at large. ]

I saw what you did last week. And I have a pretty good idea of how this'll go this time. I'm the type of person who prepares for everything, you know?

[ He reaches down into his boots and pulls out a knife in one one hand, a dagger in the other. ]

I've said it over and over again, I'm a mage not a warrior or an assassin. But only idiots leave themselves completely defenseless. And only idiots walk to their deaths and then try to have a change of heart? Not that he really had a heart, actually.

[inaclearing]

[UH BRETT IS GONNA ATTEMPT TO BACK THE FUCK AWAY FROM HERE???]

[visiblepattern]

[WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING RIGHT NEXT TO HIM ALL THE TIME]

[inaclearing]

[YOU COME TOO, ASSUMING HE'S NOT GONNA GET STABBED HERE OR ANYTHING

for real, though, he's gonna try to back up with Forrest behind him and just sorta take the both of them away from this shit!]

[specialyellthing]

[Good thought, Brett. Zinda rushes closer, to put herself in between the girls and all of this.

Feel free to hide behind her too. She’s dual wielding!]

[dullshooter]

...No. We're not doing this. This is not how it ends.

[He buys it. He believes it. He just...doesn't...]

I thought you weren't about Fontaine's threats?

[buriedstar]

Oh, I don't care about the motive this week. I decided this last week, after the motive? But I wasn't going to let anyone think I actually wanted to kill for his pathetic excuse for power, so I waited ♥.

[dullshooter]

[Misfire's face just...falls. He's never been one to show pain, but it's unmissable now.]

...What changed?

[sastruga]

...What are you going to do with those?

[if she's like, worried about being a podium away, she's not showing it]

[specialyellthing]

Not a thing! [MAFUYU BE A LITTLE MORE WORRIED—-]

[buriedstar]

Hmm, that depends? I don't actually believe in killing just for the fun of it.

[ He's just here casually flipping the dagger. ]

[allatonce]

Oh, is that how you want to play it? Darn. I was hoping you hadn't picked up his bad habits.

[buriedstar]

Please. Even if you hit me, it's not like I can really feel anything, anyway.

[fuckingguy]

[ no words, just attempting to pull his shirt back on over his head and draw his sword at the same time like an absolute goon ]

[buriedstar]

[ He can't help but laugh a little, even if it's still hollow. ]

Don't worry, I'm not Dandy. A knife is really no match in a sword fight.

[daimakaicho]

[ Hild sighs, getting down from her podium and moving over to Obi's empty one, not looking to move much further as she leans against the railing. ]

So, you managed to convince Dandy to let you kill him? Or did he ask you to?

[buriedstar]

...don't say something so disgusting. He wanted to sacrifice himself, I think? Not that I care.

[howveryglib]

[AW SHIT HERE WE GO AGAIN 2: THIS TIME IT’S WHATEVER THE FUCK IS WEARING SEO DAWON LIKE A SKINSUIT?? HE THINKS??]

This is not going to go nearly as well as you seem to think it is.

[time to draw his letter opener he guesses…]

[buriedstar]

Baelsar-nim, you wound me, I'm not stupid. I just have no desire to fight unarmed if it's going to come to that.

[ He seems perfectly content to just stay here with his weapons as long as no one tries to approach. ]

[onemillion]

You don't have to do this. You know how this is going to end. I thought you agreed that Vholran's attempt was pointless.

Will you please tell us what happened? Why did you... Were we right, was it that you weren't able to kill him that resulted in so many injuries?

[He knows that isn't going to work, but he has to try anyway.]

[buriedstar]

It was in a sense, but I don't think he'd agree with you. That's not the point, though. I won't do anything if you can keep them all in line, how's that?

[ He does seem to be telling the truth here since he's not taking any aggressive motions. ]

Ah, not exactly? I did originally intend to kill him cleanly. But he made me mad ♥.

[hotpaprika]

Of course you did it! You've always been a monster!

[buriedstar]

A vengeful specter actually, but thanks for noticing all these weeks!

[asymptotes]

[ A little chuckle. It only seems polite, doesn't it? ]

And just like that, the monster of the week tries to make himself big because he knows he's done for. Right on time.

[buriedstar]

I've already been done for. This really doesn't change much.

[ He is sir not feeling even if uh

it's really not that simple but how do you emotion. ]