FIFTH TRIAL

[rech]

[Today marked yet another death, and your good friend Randall is here to hype all of you guys up for this! As the room stretches, he speaks.]

You all know the spiel here, don’t you? Stretching room, I’m the Phantom, always my way, blah blah blah. We should get on with this. I want to see how it ends.

[A candle is lit and a voodoo doll placed out for Prince Kit. Your shitty ghost pirate friend is prepared.]

Trial start.

[TRIAL START!]

Comments

[athleticallyinclined]

[ Pinned to the ground under Stan's weight and Soos' punches, Gaston looks up at Leia with a wounded expression. ]

Did you see that? They attacked me!

[hasit]

Yes, and in any other circumstance I'd agree you deserved it. But now is not the time.

[stanbyme]

[Eye roll.]

I’m getting Mabel her sweater back.

[athleticallyinclined]

You heard her! [ He attempts to shove Stan away from him. ] Get off of me!

[stanbyme]

We’ll finish it later unless you still wanna be a chicken.

[athleticallyinclined]

Anytime, old man.