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thefoundation2019-03-30 10:41 am
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WEEK 1 TRIAL
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...π
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...π
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?
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?

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Erika was conscious from the moment she went into the bathroom to when she died! She also was not placed physically by any outside force, killer or otherwise!
[Her truth lances as...well, a lance, aiming for amon's center.]
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Aha... hahaha! But that means your story has more holes, Yuuko!
If Erika went to her bed without outside forces, that includes you and your visions and your floating! Erika ran from the killer to her bed, where she was killed!
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[His still hits her, even as her second lance strikes at him again.]
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[The lenses focuses and glows, firing their lasers now that he has sufficiently recovered his ego]
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[She doesn't refute it, as the laser burns a hole through her shoulder, still revealing that inky darkness.]
AAAAH!
[For the first time, she actually Screams in pain, clutching at it and shaking for a moment.]
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I'm sorry, but for this game - we have to continue.
The plastic bags were worn by the killer to make sure none of her blood would get on them.
And the tape over her mouth was to try to hide what she had been originally gagged with given the caustic chemicals involved.
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... If you were able to refute it in Red, you would have done so.
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Thank you.
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And luckily he is not a popped balloon, just a little disoriented. Anyone want to catch a really big, kind of spiky demon pompom that's also laughing maniacally?]
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Ow. Those spikes. ]
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Good news: the spikes aren't actually sharp, so they really just poke pretty hard.]
Oh, hi! Did you want to come fight the Witch, too?
[His swishy tail is... not wagging, exactly, but same spirit.]
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> Anon will remember this.]
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Yay.
He's now covered in blood splatter, apparently.
And, yay, it's only the discomfort from the impact! Small miracles. ]
Nah, just here to be a cushion for now.
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she was conscious when she went to the bathroom... but that doesn't mean she was attacked at that point. If the killer was hidden she might not have even noticed they were there.
Erika was resting in her bed when the killer attacked her with the cloth! When she didn't die from choking that's when they stabbed her!
[Here comes a sword swipe from a large armored creature]
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He's going to rip you apart at this rate...
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[On the floor, she shakes her head.]
I...will be fine.
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[As someone who is kinda made up of memories himself, that's worrying]
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[She falls silent, after that.]
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