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thefoundation2019-02-16 12:32 pm
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2019-02-16 12:32 pm
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MOCK WEEK - WEEK 1 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 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 Witch, Lambdadelta was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling brightly 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, Lambdadelta was there, sitting in the most important place, smiling brightly 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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[ Maybe he was stabbed at the door, then? ]
If that order is wrong, then... At the door, Riku was shot in the stomach. [ That doesn't seem enough. She struggles to think and digs deeper. ] Desperate, Riku fought back against his attacker.
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Riku was never shot while standing!
[For a moment, Luna feels as if she's been hit by a weak lightning spell, though Lambda is also still getting shocked a little.]
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Oops should've watched flat view closer.]I won't give up! Not yet. [ She reconsiders carefully. Riku wasn't stabbed through the hand first nor was he shot while standing. ] Riku was stabbed in the stomach first. Later, the injury was covered with a shot from the gun.
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[Lambda actually seems to scream this time, grabbing herself after the shock is done.]
Aaah - owowow, that Actually hurt! Gh! I- I refuse to answer, but time out! Time out!
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I'm sorry, I should have given more thought to your condition... Are you all right?
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[She waves it off, already looking a little better.]
Phew....I think you guys have gotten enough Red Truth from me at this point to solve it, you know?