THIRD TRIAL

[keyofimagination]

[This is all becoming routine now, to the point that maybe the thought of the elevator dropping suddenly doesn’t bother you. Or maybe you’re just so numb to four people dying already that the thought of dropping isn’t as bad.

Or heck, maybe you’re still dreading the drop, who knows?]

Submitted for your approval, Amanda and Thalia. Two girls who deal daily outside the normal world. They’ve dealt daily with fighting dangerous beings, only to have been struck down suddenly by the mortal coil. For even experience with these terrors couldn’t prepare these two young warriors for the kind of terror one finds… The Twilight Zone.

[And there’s the drop again. At least this is the norm now, and at least once it’s finally done you get access to that sweet open bar.

The Tip Top Club, is, like, usual, the same except the new grayscale pictures of Goofy, Roxanne, Stitch, Amanda, and Thalia. The Narrator is in his usual spot, but it seems like he’s spacing out a little. He does acknowledge the guests once they enter, at least.]

Take as much time as you need. I’ll be quiet this week.

[Have fun, everyone.]

Comments

[darnsitall]

He's the one who talks to us in our dreams, right? The one Mister Narrator doesn't want us to trust.

[She glances at the Narrator. She ships it!]

[keyofimagination]

[Sally why.]

It is the very same person.

[darthfanboy]

I’ve heard much of this character. The girl seemed to believe he was the owner of this hotel.

[keyofimagination]

[He eyes Kylo.]

Yes, I recall you confusing me for him on your very first day here.

[Don't think he's forgiven you for that, even if it was an accident.]

[darthfanboy]

You clearly have some sort of relationship to this man.

[darnsitall]

[YOU SHIP IT TOO??]

[darthfanboy]

[HE THINKS ITS LIKE A

WALT IS RODS SNOKE KINDA DEAL]

[keyofimagination]

Had.

Regardless this has nothing to do with the trial at hand.