foolishmortals | MOCK TRIAL

"Alright, mooks, everybody make youse way down to the trial room, pronto!"

[There's certainly no trial room on the map. No trial soundstage, no trial room, where oh where could they be talking about. You might spend a long time looking for it, or only be thinking about it for a single second before it comes over you.

Whenever you close your ears, or even blink, you find yourself there.

The room is a cartoony laboratory, filled to the brims with scientific equipment and beakers beyond wondrous, almost impossible to imagine being utilized in any sort of actual scientific context. A large monitor is mounted on the ceiling, playing a single clip on repeat along with the words "IMAGINEER THINK TANK". There is a large stage underneath that television, which your two hosts take their places at quite readily.

A circle of metal podiums is set up on the ground floor, 26 in total. Each is marked with a name and a photograph of the individual who's supposed to take their place there, as well as a keyboard for inputting...something. The 26th podium is marked with a grayscale photograph of Gwenpool.

Your fellow participants appear in the room one-by-one, seeming to "digitize" out of nowhere. Once everyone has appeared in the room and taken their place, the air around them seems to go deathly still.

Mugsi holds a cigar between her lips, lighting it from a stick of dynamite lit by Kate. With Mugsi taking a deep inhale, Kate speaks, the dynamite somehow fizzling out.]

Each of you has a place you oughta be sitting, and your job is to solve the mystery that's been put before ya. Once you think you know who did it, input their name on the keyboard in front of you. Majority rules, participation is mandatory, and if ya vote wrong you're not gonna see the light of day ever again!

So, get on with it!

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You can take that up with guest service once the ride has concluded.

How, if apparently the only way to get out of here is to kill or die, 'cause I'm definitely not doing that first one.

Nobody has actually died here, you complete idiot.

[ She scowls. ] Customer service, negative one.

Oh, what are you going to do? Take it up with Walt?

I made sure to schedule this test on his day off.

So your boss doesn't approve of this. You're going over his head.

I'll tell him once I work out all the kinks within the programming.

How many times have you tested this before? Sounds like it's kind of routine for you. Not promising.

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[HEY NOW]

Acting on information available to us is not idiotic.

Annabeth is not an idiot.

Compared to my IQ?

Peh.

Especially compared to you! For one thing, she grasps the concept of consequences!

I'm aware of consequences, I just don't care all that much about them.

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Then where is Gwen? What was the body we found?

A virtual recreation of what, I presume, her body would look like.

Gwen is still within the simulation, just in a different part of it.

[ Now that is pertinent information. If this is just a ride or a game, then it's possible the circumstances are rigged. An illusion, a trick. ]

What needs to be done for the ride to be over? Or . . . test-driven?