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MOCK TRIAL EPI-LOG

[There's a bit of chaos at the moment, with Rod and Bill at each other's throats and the execution interrupted. Suddenly, however, it's no longer there. None of it.

Darkness surrounds you for a moment, covering your field of vision. However, slowly, light appears. A mechanical mouse ear-shaped helmet raises from your head, and you become aware of your surroundings. You find yourself awake awakening in a theater, lapbars pulled over your bodies, all of you, including Gwen, Scrooge and the four who weren't part of the game.

The only one who isn't restrained is a mustachioed man in a gray suit, who appears to be fiddling with a control panel that slowly makes the lapbars lift upwards.]

What...is going on here?

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[Oh good it's his bff.]

What happens when we let people like him unattended, apparently.

For the seventh time, no less.

That's fair.

Bill, I appreciate the technology you've contributed, but not enough to keep you onboard after this. You're fired.

...You say that as though this position means anything to me.

That's interesting for someone who seemed so eager to impress Walt with this.

Peh. Maybe Universal will be more accepting of my ideas, rather than some...happiest place on earth junk.

If they can get past your personality, maybe.

I find personality issues are easily overcome by being too useful to ignore. I believe his difficulties will come from the fact that he is, instead, an inconvenience at best.

Half of the attractions here were conceptualized by me, vermin. He’ll go broke without my vision in a matter of weeks.

I get the feeling we'll somehow manage to survive without you terrorizing the guests.

[ ...oh, here's a thought- ]

You know, I'd pass on free dinner if I could pick either of your brains on...what kind of attractions you're looking for. I happen to have some experience with conceptualizing larger than life designs.

[ ANNABETH SUPPORT SQUAD ACTIVATE ]

She's had some pretty important clients.

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greekrevival - 2017-12-11 03:07 (UTC) - Expand

And how many alterations were required for each before anyone sane would willingly have anything to do with said "attraction"? You're simply more trouble than you're worth.

Were you even slightly less blinded by your sadism, you'd see it for yourself. ...Ah, no, that's right: you neither care about nor grasp the concept of consequences.

That's what I've been telling him this entire time.

[Does he feel strangly vindicated about all of this? Hell yeah he does.]

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So...aha, um.

[Referring to the mustached man.] Who in the heck are you? Are we allowed to go home, now?

The owner or, well, I suppose you could say...mayor of EPCOT.

Yes, you’re free to go.

Oh, gee. Thanks.

[He seems to have the full intention to leave immediately before he pauses, thinking.]

...Is there anywhere nearby where I grab a bite or two?

EPCOT has a number of eateries. You’ll be eating on my dime for your trouble.

Oh! Thank you, Mayor Owner of EPCOT.

[He's going to go find himself one of those giant turkey legs.]

[Oh thank god he won't feel awkward for offering free meals to guests already.]

[Magical Moments(c)]

[-Actually speaking of...]

Also, I should add that there was this boy that I told could stay in one of our resorts for a few nights. I believe he told me he didn't have a home anymore.

[Is that cool???]

[What the fuck.]

This technology is all rather impressive. I hope you one day find a better use for it than psychologically damaging your guests.

I'm sure we can. Thankfully now that Bill has been taken care of we can devote our time to finding ways to use technology to benefit the guest experience instead of traumatizing them for life.

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