Randall Rech (
rech) wrote in
foolishmortals2018-02-03 10:47 am
Third Trial (for real this time)
[You're starting to get used to this routine, even if the deaths still might be taking a toll on you.
The floor descends once more as Randall does 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 once more and opens to the trial room. As usual, Jane and Mr Arrow's podium now has a lit candle and a voodoo doll of themselves resting on top.
Randall is already standing in the middle circle, this time sans Facilier head.]
All good things must come to an end. I must say I'm going to miss that party.
[TRIAL START!]
The floor descends once more as Randall does 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 once more and opens to the trial room. As usual, Jane and Mr Arrow's podium now has a lit candle and a voodoo doll of themselves resting on top.
Randall is already standing in the middle circle, this time sans Facilier head.]
All good things must come to an end. I must say I'm going to miss that party.

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But ultimately they.. really need more numbers on this side of the fence. If everyone died, how would they be able to save everyone else who's died too?
It's that thought, that ends up winning Marco over and he lets out a sigh, taking the pen and staring at it for a good minute. Usually Kit would write for him but since he's unconscious...
He pricks himself with a wince, and writes down a name:]
Pinocchio.
[god, this is awful]