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unknownseas2020-04-25 02:19 am
bathymetric) wrote in unknownseas2020-04-25 02:19 am
SECOND TRIAL
Time's up, boys and girls. Please gather up your evidence and make your way to the vault door.
[ The process of heading to the elevator and crowding in remains the same as last week - Angel leads you all to the elevator car, then stays behind as you make your slow descent to the dome below. You might not even notice if you aren't paying attention, but... the cart is already less crowded than it was last week. You certainly won't be able to avoid noticing it if your numbers dwindle too much further than this.
When the doors open on the trial room, it's just as bleak a place as last week. ]
Take your places, won't you? And this time, you all know what's at stake. No more... funny business.
[The number of podiums displaying that red light is higher now - Damien, Lif, and Piers are all represented by blank spots now, no tasteful covers or anything normal to mark their passing, just a red glow and a gap in your number.
Cheery!
The screens raise up to the ceiling to give you all room to see, and the Professor's final words before the trial begins ring out: ]
Find the killer, leave alive. And killer? Try a little harder to stop them from doing that than the last one in your shoes. Call out for me if you require anything.
[ Welcome to your second trial. ]
[ The process of heading to the elevator and crowding in remains the same as last week - Angel leads you all to the elevator car, then stays behind as you make your slow descent to the dome below. You might not even notice if you aren't paying attention, but... the cart is already less crowded than it was last week. You certainly won't be able to avoid noticing it if your numbers dwindle too much further than this.
When the doors open on the trial room, it's just as bleak a place as last week. ]
Take your places, won't you? And this time, you all know what's at stake. No more... funny business.
[The number of podiums displaying that red light is higher now - Damien, Lif, and Piers are all represented by blank spots now, no tasteful covers or anything normal to mark their passing, just a red glow and a gap in your number.
Cheery!
The screens raise up to the ceiling to give you all room to see, and the Professor's final words before the trial begins ring out: ]
Find the killer, leave alive. And killer? Try a little harder to stop them from doing that than the last one in your shoes. Call out for me if you require anything.
[ Welcome to your second trial. ]
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You lost control...and you panicked. You couldn't fix it...and you knew what was going to happen today. So you tried to hide things, even though...
[ What comes next. She doesn't like what comes next. ]
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[but she was, and now piers is dead. and now...]
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[ Maybe it's that Della can't bare to look her in the eye. ]
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[It's all she's been able to think about, since she came back to her senses.]
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She will stop at nothing to get back to her family. ]
I... [ She's not naive enough to think the Professor will even listen to them. In fact, this is probably what he was banking on. She wonders, does he have something set aside like this for all of them?
She punches her podium. Hard. ] Damn it.
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I don't blame you for being backed into a corner like this. I'm sorry. Taking our requests away means he must have anticipated this happening...
[ She can't help but feel like this whole thing was rigged. But there's conflict on her face, here. Of course, the situation is bound to make anyone panic, but the truth of the matter is that Alice did go out of her way to scatter the evidence...
She probably went into self-preservation mode, she figures. Ema feels like she's not above doing the same, in the same circumstances. It makes her stomach twist. ]
I'm sorry about that party, too. I was kind of looking forward to it...
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[She sighs, softly, looking...peaceful, somehow. Alice turns her gaze toward Ema.]
Me, too. ...Have one anyway, okay?
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[ She's trying way, way too hard to smile. ]
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...were you actually trying to get rid of Slade, when you shoved his Pokeball in the vending machine? [Because that's fucked up if true.]
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[god help her, Alice looks so tired right now.]
I was so exhausted, after a week of not eating, I went into autopilot, I guess. I didn't know what else to do with it. The tuxedo jacket is mine, too.