Second Trial

[rech]

[Once everyone makes it the portrait gallery again, they will hear Randall's voice echo through the room.]

I'm not sure what everyone expected. There are a lot of children here and given the situation it was only a matter of time they started dying.

[Charming.

The floor descends once again as Randall begins his speech.]

Our tour begins here in this gallery where you gaze upon the sweet innocence of youth. Ah, but things are not always as they seem. Can it be this room is actually stretching? And notice this: this chamber has no windows and no doors, which offers you this chilling challenge… to find a way out.

Of course, there’s always my way.

[The floor stops again and doors open to the trial room.

At least the trial room doesn't look terribly different, although there are strange burn marks in the summoning circle now. And now, along with Mim, now Woody and Noby's podium has a lit candle and a voodoo doll resembling them (which is perhaps a little redundant in Woody's case).

Randall is already standing within the summoning circle, holding his stick with Facilier's head on it.]

Now then, I hope everyone has fun today.

[Trial Start]

Comments

[truecalling]

Not... not like this.

[She's not doing it. She won't.]

[rech]

Up to you, I appreciate the free souls.

Maybe you’ll see LeFou’s boyfriend down there.

[truecalling]

I don't even know who you're talking about.

[:T You can't scare her.]

[rech]

He has two thumbs and held up the sky while you were walking ye high.

[truecalling]

[....she takes that back. FUCK.]

You... No. You're... you're lying...

[There's no way Maui was-- that he'd...]

[rech]

Burned alive.

[truecalling]

[Moana just falls silent. There's been a lot to feel helpless about, but this--

This is on a different level.





...]

[truecalling]

Then... then... then it's up to me. I am Moana of the island of Motunui. I will protect these people and take them out of this place.

[rech]

Do you want to hear the way he screamed?

[faciliheir]

Will you get over yourself?

[rech]

I didn’t ask you.

[truecalling]

...thanks.

[You know. For the backup. She needed it.]

[truecalling]

You won't defeat me.

[Oh she's terrified. But if she flinches for a second then she knows it'll be harder to pick herself back up.]

We're stronger than you.

[rech]

You all just voted for a little girl because you’re too cowardly to face death.

I don’t think so.

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[athleticallyinclined]

[ Now there's a name he hasn't heard in a while. ]

What did you say?

[truecalling]

...you know him?

[The other man, that is. Well-- she has an interest now, considering...]

[athleticallyinclined]

Yes.

[ He's frowning in confusion. Something about this...doesn't make sense.

After a moment, he manages to articulate it. ]

LeFou doesn't have friends.

[ apart from you know who ]

[rech]

More than you.

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Gaston scoffs, but despite himself, he's invested now. ]

Was he here?

[ Hold on. ]

Did he go through...all of this?

[rech]

Yes, and he lived.

I think he’s my favorite. [:)]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ He takes a step closer. What is respect for authority. ]

Where is he now?

[truecalling]

...

[Okay you know what. She regrets asking. She'd do better off trying to find out for herself.]

Right. You know, I'd say that sounds likely if you know him but if Maui picked him, then there has to be something special there.

[Unlike um. Oh. Right. You.]

[athleticallyinclined]

[ He frowns, vaguely sensing an insult but not quite able to pinpoint it. ]

Who is this Maui?

[truecalling]

He's...

[Dead, apparently. Burned alive.

...no. None of that.]

He's a demi-god from my world. He can be a bit much at times, but-- he's brave and kind... and anyone who's special to him has to be pretty special themselves.

[athleticallyinclined]

[ That settles it then. Give him a minute to finish rolling his eyes before he speaks. ]

There must be some mistake, then.

LeFou is -

[ Not special, certainly. ]

...Well, he's just LeFou.

...Did you say demi-god?