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]

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[kickbuttseatnuts]

[Well that went better than expected.

Too well.

Her mouth flops like a fish, for a second, processing this gruesome sight.]

Uh. Should we back away or get closer or... what?

[hasit]

[Leia comes to, groggy, leaning against one of the podiums; her vision swims back into focus, and the first thing she sees is—]

...Randy? What happened?

[not_over_yet]

...What is happening? Do any of you know?

[angelgoatdemon]

You guys killed him, I think?

[What the fuck]

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Oh, so, quick update, we got an inside man on our side now and he or she gave me a name that Randy hates. I probably should've told more people but. Its been a busy week? Whoops!

[not_over_yet]

...This mysterious individual sounds... very "shadow-y"...?

[ Did he guess right? ]

[kickbuttseatnuts]

Well, if someone was watching us, I would feel safe saying they are not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not not a shadowy person.

[not_over_yet]

...You might want to get that inexplicable and suddenly-acquired speech impediment looked into, Miss Green.

[kickbuttseatnuts]

....You're really no fun.

[not_over_yet]

Differing senses of humor.

[stanbyme]

[Stan hears her voice and you can almost see his ears prick like a puppy.]

You're okay!

[The knuckles and back of one of his hands are burnt to shit but he's fine.]