Final trial

[grimgrinningghosts]

[After everyone is done investigating/disabling an alien, they will hear a quiet click near the staircase. When they approach the staircase, they will find that there’s a whole new set of stairs, going even further down.

The stairs go deep down, and it takes while before there’s any end in sight, but eventually they reach door. Behind it is a large, completely gray room. If it weren’t for the massive table and strange podium sitting in the middle of the room, the guests would be instantly shocked by how empty it is otherwise. But the feeling of emptiness grows the longer they stay in the room.

The door closes behind them when they all enter the room. If they look, there is a similarly gray tv set sitting at the end of the table, right in front of the podium. Despite it’s age, there is a VHS player connected to it.

Well it sure is lucky you have a VHS tape on you, right?]

Comments

[nocasetoobig]

You-!

[MAYBE-SATAN IS HERE]

[candlelightsflicker]

Hello, Chippington! Don't look so happy to see me.

Now, if everyone could take their places in the jury box, we can begin this trial.

[theduck]

What do we have to have a trial for? None of us killed anybody!

[candlelightsflicker]

Yes, but one of you is responsible for so many deaths.

[He looks over to Rod, smirking, before turning his head to Ghostave.]

And I'm not talking about tall, dark, and handsome over there.

[theduck]

But-- but that'd be the benefactor's fault, right? Rod was just following orders! If we're going to put anybody on trial, it should be whoever Rod is working for!

[coulombslaw]

Rod tried to help us escape. He clearly wasn't doing this willingly!

[Sure, under the written rule of the law Rod is guilty, but right now there are bigger fishes to fry than Rod]

[candlelightsflicker]

Why don't you discuss that, then? Because it seems he was very complicit in such things.

[yourghosthost]

You're uglier than the last time I saw you, dear.

[candlelightsflicker]

You have a head now. That's new.

[His own head phases in and out of the hatbox.]

[darnsitall]

[already shipping the hell out of this.]

[hallotween]

[gettin right in that fuckin jury box]