The Narrator (
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THIRD TRIAL
[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.]
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.]
VOTING TIME
I guess it's time to vote, then. Remember it's majority rules and a wrong vote counts as a vote for yourself.
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Or is he exempt from those same rules?
[Now things got interesting.]
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1/2
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I don't want to play this game anymore.
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No.
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[ She picks up her pen and paper, writes on it: ]
REYNA RAMIREZ-ARELLANO
Don't let this happen again, alright? Stay safe, and stay alive. And for the gods' sake, don't get yourselves killed for me. If you need help voting, I'll offer you my courage.
[ And, a little later: ]
Narrator?
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Maybe the Narrator’s benefactor is a werewolf.
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[Reyna]
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REYNA RAMIREZ-ARELLANO
[Fite him.]
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Reyna.
[A couple of alligator tears drop to the paper, blurring the ink, but the deed is done.]
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It burned in the pit of his stomach like a hot rock, but... at least, out of everyone, Reyna wanted to remain strong.]
Reyna.
[That much they should be able to do for her.]
...I'm sorry we can't give you some of our courage, Reyna.
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She doesn't look at her notebook, instead bottoming up her drink as she writes: ]
Reyna.
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Reyna]
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Ratigan rolls his eyes as he slurps down the rest of his drink.]
Reyna.
Bad luck for both of them, really.
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[A pause, and then]
Now if you children are finished pointing fingers and yelling over nothing, can we move on already? I'd like to get this over with soon.