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

[darnsitall]

Even Reyna?

[nocasetoobig]

[



]

That was an accident.

[darnsitall]

I know it was. Everyone does, even Rod. And he didn't want her to die anymore than we did. His hands were tied.

[hallotween]

Tied by him.

[points at hatbox]

1/2 but 2 is on josh's

[nocasetoobig]

[Chip's quiet for a few long seconds. They seem to stretch for hours, as he thinks back to that trial - at how brave Reyna was, how she faced it all with such dignity, how he begged Rod and Rod...

...Rod allowed Reyna her final wish. To go out how she wanted.

It's a lot to think about.]

[lusito]

So was Dipper's death, and we all condemned Goofy for getting what he thought was vengeance against the culprit.

Much like what you're doing now: do you want justice or are you more concerned with getting back at Rod over what happened here?

2/2

[nocasetoobig]

[...after a little more silence, Chip turns towards Rod. He squares his shoulders, then lands his flying machine on the table and climbs off]

-I don't like you. I don't like how you started all this, how you keep hiding things from us, how you act like nothing's your fault-! But I...

...I don't think killing you is the way to fix this. And I think you'd better spend the rest of your life, trying to find a way to make things right! Got it!?

[He's picking up pen and paper. And writing INNOCENT.]