FOURTH TRIAL

[beautifultomorrow]

[The usual scene plays of everyone going into the elevator after they finish up investigation. But when the elevator starts moving, they will hear John’s voice instead of The Narrator’s. It clearly sounds like he’s reading from some sort of script.]

Picture of Belle, a book lover born well before her time. She desperately wanted society to treat her like a human being, and to respect her love of books. Belle had made many friends and many enemies because of her personality, and now… Her final resting place will be in a book simply titled… The Twilight Zone.

[... Strangely, however, the elevator doesn’t drop this time, the doors instead open as soon as John finishes his speech, leading once again to The Tip Top Club. Now Reyna and Belle’s pictures are in grayscale and, instead of Rod sitting on stage, John is there, looking at some papers. He offers the guests a comforting smile when they enter.]

I shouldn’t complain that Rod’s doing something creative with his time, but I have to admit, I don’t get what he sees appealing about writing something like this. Don’t know why he had the elevator set to “ride” mode either.

I, uh...made some old fashioned lemonade for you guys. [He motions to the lemonade pitcher and cups on the counter.] Feel free to help yourself.

[He’s… really trying to attempt to lighten the mood of this situation. Please humor him.]

Comments

[anasty]

Alright.

[ As she says it, her mouth shapes into a grin that isn't pleasant. ]

I think you did it. Everyone else seems to be willing to give you the benefit of the doubt because they think you loved her!

Well I don't think you're capable of it! And if you are, it isn't the kind you hear about in fairy tales that keep little girls dreaming about their wedding day. That you wanted her I have little doubt. But did she want you?

[coulombslaw]

[Wow, Ursula, you really don't mince words. Virgil turns his head around to watch Kylo's reaction]

[nocasetoobig]

They were friends!

[geomanctic]

That doesn't mean anything!

[nocasetoobig]

Someone saying 'no' is no reason to go...do all that!

[geomanctic]

You'd be surprised.

[darthfanboy]

[he has to breathe in. think of belle. restrain himself. for her. for her legacy.]

How dare you, shrew.

You would honestly accuse me of murderering the only godforsaken person in this hellhole that I had anything even resembling affection for? No. Of course I wanted to be with her. But I wouldn’t go out of my way to damn the girl if I were to be rejected!

[coulombslaw]

[Virgil watches Kylo's surprisingly calm reaction]

Dunno, I think I believe him. [Although...] 'If I were to be rejected'? You mean you really were planning to woo her?

[darthfanboy]

Her scenario seems to suggest that I would.

[anasty]

[ She just laughs at him. ]

[nocasetoobig]

This isn't funny, Ursula!

[lusito]

[it kind of is, actually, but Joshua for once is not gonna say anything yet]

[anasty]

But he is. I'll give him credit where it's due - he's a better actor than I would have thought.

I suppose the threat of death is quite the motivator to find one's hidden talents.

[nocasetoobig]

What if someone else was acting, huh?! What if- what if they stole his helmet!

[forgottenfounder]

Don't bother. This is what she does.

[darnsitall]

...There is another man that Belle loved, but there's nothing wrong with unrequited love! That doesn't make Kylo a bad person!

[hallotween]

... Jeez, Belle got around...

[darnsitall]

No, no! Not like that! This was a man she loved before she ever came here, and she told me that he had...passed away.

[hallotween]

Oh.

I take it back, then. [AND HERE SHE IS TELLING EVERYONE TO STOP MAKING IT A WEIRD SEX THING]

[stenchus_rodentus]

There's one way to mourn.

[darthfanboy]

...I wasn’t.

Aware.

Of that.

[hallotween]

... Yikes...

[darnsitall]

[SHE MADE IT WORSE OH NO]

Oh... I'm so sorry.

[darthfanboy]

Right.

[nocasetoobig]

Maybe she didn't want to talk about it. But we're getting off topic! Kylo can be- well, he can be Kylo, but I can't see him doing all that!

...not to her, anyway.