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thefoundation2019-03-30 10:41 am
foundationmods) wrote in 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...🗈
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?
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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[ loaded guns, ann...... ]
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I took all the rounds out so she wouldn't hurt herself.
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[ a beat ]
Did she take the shotgun or leave it where she found it?
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My eye.
Everyone's eye.
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but your eye is apart of your head ]
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ANN, WTF ]
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Got it, Senpai.
[ Akira, don't smile like that while dressed the way you are and saying the things you're saying... smh. ]
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so
have your best friend just instantly turning red ]
G-Gah, Akira, don't do that!
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oh ]
Why not?
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... So. You think I'm pretty?
[ IT'S. A JOKE. ]
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[ rambles ]
Not like I think you're ugly or anything.
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... Oh. He blinks a couple of times, and then a faint smile appears - a hint of something sheepish surfaces. ]
I do?
[ He doesn't even know what to say to this!!! Other than just... ]
Thanks. I could say the same to you.
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Heh... Speak for yourself.
[ how dare, tbh ]
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