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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...Uh, I don't think I really know. He says we arrived here at EPCOT, but I don't remember doing that. He said we bought tickets, and we volunteered for this ride, that...was not what we were told. Last I remember, I was in Boston.

[ It's a worrying question. ]

Last I recall, it was 1897.

I explained that to you, it's different times, keep up.

[ He was accounting for that, thank you. ]

... I'm afraid a year won't help. EPCOT is a portal between times and dimensions so there could theoretically be a person from every year in this park.

A portal. [Thor repeats, incredulous.] On Earth? And do people- ships and whatnot just get sucked into it?

In a sense, but "getting sucked in" makes it sound like we just force people to go to EPCOT. Think of it as going on a road trip to a theme park, except it's in another dimension.

I do not recollect ever having the desire to visit EPCOT, particularly since I was already on a "road trip" elsewhere.

A rather pressing one, actually, so if you could just wave your fingers- [Thor wiggles his.] --And send us home, it would be most appreciated.

I'm not Walt, I don't have any magic powers of my own.

Then you'd best find your wizard.

He'll be here soon, be patient. As long as I'm here, you're safe.

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worldsaway - 2017-12-10 06:57 (UTC) - Expand

So...wait, did we choose to come here? Really? Did we stumble on-- ...was this really just supposed a happy amusement park date?!

[ finally, annabeth chase goes to an amusement park, and it Becomes This ]

Seriously?

[ HE IS ALSO OFFENDED, HOW DARE YOU BILL NYE ]

This is so typical. Apparently we finally get a little relaxation time, and we end up in a virtual reality murder ride. Of course!

Why would anything ever be easy? Ugh. Hopefully there are other rides here.

I'm afraid so. I'm sorry your first trip to EPCOT turned out like this.

[ urrrgghhh ]

Can we at least get free dinner?

keyofimagination - 2017-12-10 07:29 (UTC) - Expand

Something along the lines of my point. How do we know how much time we lost? He could have kept us in ...suspended... whatever for years, for all we know.

If it had been years, one of us would have stopped it by now. Regardless, if I'm correct, you couldn't have been in here more than an hour or so.

...What happened to the other groups he's sent through this?

Still alive, I believe. If someone had actually died here, Walt would have thrown a fit.

Perhaps the time has come to get this man a leash?

[ HE KEEPS DOING THIS?? AND YOU JUST LET HIM? ]

keyofimagination - 2017-12-10 06:54 (UTC) - Expand

not_over_yet - 2017-12-10 07:00 (UTC) - Expand

[Rod actually looks a little horrified at that.]

This is worst than I imagined...

You really have no memory of even coming to the park?

[ She shakes her head, dismally. ]

For us, this has felt like a whole week, too. Everything's been kind of...weird.

Last I recall, I was under house arrest and would likely continue to be for very weeks.