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thefoundation2019-02-23 11:42 am
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MOCK ROUND - WEEK 2 TRIAL
It was noon on Friday.
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards the world they'd experienced once before. 🗈
No matter where they were, no matter what they were doing...the moment the chimes rang out through the hall, they felt a change.
The world began to expand, as they felt themselves leaving the world they were on, and towards the world they'd experienced once before. 🗈
Perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.
Their forms, just like before, were different now. This was less shocking than it was last time, and yet...
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Only this time....this was the last time they would be competing. This was the final week...and the final chance they had at securing their wishes - while denying someone theirs.
...Just a little more to go.
Their forms, just like before, were different now. This was less shocking than it was last time, and yet...
...There was a deep silence in the room, one that no one wanted to break. It was the faint tension in the air, like the moments before a race or a competition begins.
Only this time....this was the last time they would be competing. This was the final week...and the final chance they had at securing their wishes - while denying someone theirs.
...Just a little more to go.

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It's not like that - no one can replace Sora. [ That came out calmly and coolly, somehow. ] Besides, I noticed you weren't on top of your game this time - were you biding your time to look for the perfect scapegoat to stink your claws in?
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Oh, now you're going to flatter me? I learned my lesson last time not to throw out Blue all over the place and get my ass pinned! I can't be the culprit because using my own summon would point too easily to me!
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And that's what you were counting on us to believe! By framing Bruno, you'd also hope if it came out that a small goat was involved in the murder you'd be able to hide behind the defense that it'd be too easy to point to you. When, in fact, it was you all along!
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[ Even if he doesn't want to be ... complimenting him ... ]
I remember that big display you made when we first got here. You're definitely capable.
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Because people like you know when to bide your time and wait for the best time to act, like when you struck down Lunfreya, waiting for her to arrive behind those bushes.
...Don't think I didn't remember that even though your summon was technically clean as a whistle that Vanitas brought up that it had the worst morning breath. Your summon was clean...
[ His scimitar strikes against Takashi's, but this time, it seems stronger, pushing back Takashi a bit - ]
...But not clean enough.
[ - and then on Riku's next strike, his sword absolutely shatters Takashi's weapon like it's made of glass! ]
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What the fuck?! You little shit, I-!
[He tries to use the Blue again to counter, but nothing happens- the power of his words is gone]
Oh goddamn it!
[....he will legit punch Riku though]
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Then he's immediately ducked to the ground and then sweeping his feet underneath Takashi in the next moment he gets to try to unseat his feet from the surface. ]
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He hits the ground with a grunt, wheezing]
...fuck. Tch... okay, okay... you win, Riku. It's good for a man to accept when he's lost.
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Sorry kid, I tried. Heh.
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Yeah. I'll take care of him.
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VERDICT
...Man. Too bad, huh? That's just how this system works, though - don't be too upset about it.
[Turning to Riku, she nods.]
...I accept your blue truth. Koizumi Takashi is the Culprit.
[Just like Vanitas, she lifts him into the air with her magic - letting him hang there as she moves away.]
And sooo, Overlord-kun's lost his chance at his wish. Sooo, I'll let you all say your goodbyes - though it's kind of useless, since the game ends tomorrow.
[And she walks out of the hall without a single glance back...though she seems a little disappointed? It's hard to tell.]
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Not bad, I really thought I had you all by the balls for a second there.
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[ He's just glad it's over, really. But there was kind of a rush there he couldn't deny. ]
You sure didn't make it easy.
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Hey, don't touch him!
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Asuma watches, teeth grit, hand balled tensely at his side almost like he's about to do something, but...
Ultimately, he forces his hand down, clenched as tightly as it is. No. Now is not the time. He can't use up his magic on this...]
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She looks VERY happy.]
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