Seventh Trial

[candlelightsflicker]

[Once again the stretching room descends and the Hatbox Ghost seems impatient.]

Ugh where's that Serling guy's stupid death elevator when you need it? This is taking forever.

[But soon enough you arrive in the trial room, now with Freddie and Jyn's voodoo dolls on their podiums. And your 100% new friend Hatbox Ghost is there too!] 

If you guys don't all die next week, I'm installing the death elevator.

[TRIAL START]

Comments

[hasit]

I disagree with him, he argues. I agree with him, he still argues!

[WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM HER]

[stanbyme]

Know-it-alls, man, I tell ya. You try growing up with one.

[not_over_yet]

I'm in a bad mood! Just ignore anything that sounds both petty and useless!

[athleticallyinclined]

So...everything you say?

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Gaston, I'm really not in the mood for this.

...even if that was a sick diss.

[not_over_yet]

[ ...It was.

And he got it from Gaston.




Fuck his life. ]