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thefoundation2019-04-20 11:05 am
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WEEK 4 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...🗈
...As always, the courtroom was there - along with the audience, watching, waiting for the entertainment before them.
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, though no smile could be seen on her face today.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
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.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...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.
Truth was elusive, yet they had to find it.
No matter how painful, or upsetting.
No badly how much they all hurt.
For the sake of the dead...and the sake of them all.
The Witch - Nirrti - was there, sitting in the most important place, watching all of them with a sharp, cruel gaze, though no smile could be seen on her face today.
Watanuki was also there, but he merely lounged in the back behind them, smoking a kiseru pipe in silence.
...It seemed as if he was content to watch - that he had to watch - as part of the rules of the game.
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.
Again, their forms had changed - perhaps into something different than last time, but...still a change, no matter how dramatic or inconsequential it was.
...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.
Truth was elusive, yet they had to find it.
No matter how painful, or upsetting.
No badly how much they all hurt.
For the sake of the dead...and the sake of them all.

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...Just once I would like these transformations to make sense.
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[Hey gebura, do you like having a high pitched girl's voice coming from your body while there's a bunch of rattling noise?]
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Yeah, let's release whatever that is. She lifts her right hand up, and lets see what comes out.]
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The moment she realizes she's outside, though, she quickly straightens up, dragging an arm across her eyes and glaring at Gebura.]
F-Finally! Don't you know better than to just pick up occult items and shove them somewhere dark?!
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Vinea? Is that you?
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[THE NUMBER OF PRETTY GIRLS PRESENT HAS INCREASED. SHE'S SO GLAD]
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Well, you're here now. These trials are pretty interesting.
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[Staring at the stake girl.]
What is this? "Let's personify the weapons?" No offense, ma'am, but the next thing we know the knife is gonna show up as a sentient person!
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Stares at him.]
....What kind of idiot are you? Valefar is a knife.
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[Well, this trial took an unexpected turn.]
Since when did he become a knife?!
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I guess Nirrti is finally using her Pieces for something.
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[Thanks for the input.]
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[She is. So excited about this.]
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[Had she not mentioned that before? She guesses it never really came up.]
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[I'm sorry Wheatley, this is one of the things Gebura is passionate about.]
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Of course I am! I am one of the Seven Stakes of Purgatory, Lucifer the Prideful! Only the greatest Witches and Sorcerers can even begin to claim me as their Furniture!
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Oh, I get it. This courtroom works on the same rules as Nirrti's stories, so now you're a girl again.
Uh...you okay?