Sixth Trial

[bathymetric]

[ After a time, as always, your investigation is interrupted by the Mayor's now-familiar voice, calling out to you over the loudspeakers. ]

And that's gonna be time. Pack it in, everyone, bring what you're gonna bring because it's trial time.

[ There are so many bathyspheres missing, you cannot help but notice, as you all pile into the station for your standard trip down to the trial room. Your number has dipped to about a third of its original size - a fact that becomes even more evident when you reach the circle of podiums at the bottom of New Rapture's ocean trench. ]

You all know why you're here. Someone killed Pillage Idiot, and it's your job to figure out who. This is your sixth one, I sure hope you have the procedure down by now.

[ Welcome to your sixth trial. ]

Comments

[sastruga]

Perhaps you didn't like your chances, then. There were a great many more of us, then. The odds of you running into someone else were a lot higher.

We've seen as much before.

[visiblepattern]

I didn't like my odds, so I chose Nandor for some reason? And I chose to face him in combat, no less - do you realize how ridiculous a prospect that is?

[sastruga]

About as ridiculous a prospect as most of the cases have been?

[visiblepattern]

Cases that I had nothing to do with. Again, I don't see why I would have targeted Nandor, specifically, and gone about it in the way you're claiming I did.

[sastruga]

I don't really see, either. But I don't know you all that well.

...Do you think you'd be capable of wielding a mace?

[visiblepattern]

I think... I think most people here would, if the target was on the ground. Gravity...helps...

[And that's about how much he gets out before Brett happens and now he's on the floor and life is not going so fucking well right now, is it, um.]