WEEK 1 TRIAL

[foundationmods]

It was noon on Saturday.

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 another, much larger world...🗈

This new world looked like...the inside of an ornate courtroom, like something that wouldn't be too far from some kind of grand fantasy novel. The audience was full of people with Goat Heads...like some kind of bizzare trial proceedings.

The Witch - Yuuko - was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling in her mysterious way at everyone. There was no music to be heard, but... perhaps on another plane, in another place, someone else heard music as they gazed upon the proceedings.

As they looked around, they might have also been surprised to see that their forms had changed - perhaps only slightly, or a much more dramatic change. It seemed like this place demanded a different form in some way, even if it was just a change of clothing.

...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.

Yesterday had been the start of the game. But now, armed with all they knew...now, they had to truly go up against the Witch, and somehow.....win.

Right?

Comments

[anonnomnomnom]

[Anon just laughs, because the light touch kind of tickles, and circles back around to lean all his fluff on Clear. Clear is now being smothered by death blob fluff.] Don't worry about it! It's kind of funny that everyone wants to play with this form, but I don't mind.

[clearumbrella]

[ ah!!! this is much better, yes!! he breathes in deep because, apparently, that's what you should do to fuzzy things

big hug!!! ]

Ehh?? Is it that unusual? Isn't it normal to want to touch something so warm and soft?

[anonnomnomnom]

[This fuzzy thing smells a little off, though not in the usual bad way: something like dust, and ashes and smoke -- the remnants of a big fire or a lot of destruction, like he's just a sootball. There's also a tingly sort of electric zing to it, for some reason. But it's very faint just now. Anon makes an amused sort of noise when he's hugged. He's big enough that Clear probably can't get his arms all the way around.] I guess it is pretty soft, but usually people don't like things with skulls on them, right?