ENDGAME GROUP 2: The Trial (Log 2)

[hasagun]

[After Remy and Thalia stumble upon Bill’s makeshift trial room, it doesn’t take very long for the others to appear within the trial room. There are podiums set up as per usual, but there’s...really nothing keeping you to using them. The whole place smells terribly of ketchup, and is completely gold, each wal covered in massive tapestries.

There’s also a closed door at the back of the room. Not the way you came in. Guess someone needs to get in and out.]

WELCOME, TO YOUR TRIAL, KIDDOS! I’M NOT SUPER ENTHUSED ‘BOUT THE WHOLE “BURNING DOWN MY GIFT SHOP” THING, BUT I HOPE YOU ENJOYED THE PARK ANYWAY! GOTTA HAVE SOME FUN BEFORE YOU DIE!

(ooc: this is the second and final log for group 2 - if you weren’t here for the previous log, feel free to use this as a jumping-in point!)

Comments

[keyofimagination]

What?

[Rod just... stares at all of this. Well fuck their covert operation really didn't work out, did it?]

[hasagun]

DUMBFUCK SAYS WHAT?

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford is none too happy about this for the obvious reasons, but he's here, and his husband and his brother and his family are with him, and damn it he's going to end this today.

There's. There's already a vein throbbing in his forehead, try as he might to remain calm.]

Why exactly are we being put on trial?

[Not that Bill, like. Needs a reason to be a crazy fuck.]

[hasagun]

YOU BURNED DOWN MY MERCHANDISE!

[t’s a flimsy excuse.]

BESIDES, IT WAS A SPECIAL REQUEST! SO WHY DONTCHA DISCUSS WHATEVER, DON’T YOU MORTALS NOTMALLY DO THAT AT TRIALS? TALK ABOUT UNDERWEAR AND PRESIDENTS AND STUFF IRREGARDLESS OF THE FACT A CHILD DIED THE HOUR BEFOREHAND?

[darnsitall]

[Sally appears holding a... it's a Bill Cipher strap-on, okay.]

[sixfingeredstan]

....I thought we burned all of those.

[hasagun]

HEY! DON’T STEAL STANFORD’S “FOR LATER” SOUVINERS!

[bestchefinparis]

[About time Rémy comes out of his stupor. He's still afraid of Bill, but...now that the thought of what's going on now is finally dawning upon him, he can't avoid shouting, pulling his ears with anger]

We went through all this...for another trial?!

[He's so fed up with trials]

[hasagun]

ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?

[psychopinesis]

Oh, great. Another trial. Why?

[hasagun]

FUN!

[darthfanboy]

Quaint.

[Kylo puts down his notebook at the podium.]

We used to have a bar for these occasions.

[keyofimagination]

It seems as if I was the only host who cared about providing some comfort during trials...

[Although maybe the open bar was... a bad idea in hindsight...]

[negaverse]

[oh hi bill]

Why bother with a trial when you can just kill them right here and now?

[hasagun]

ARE YOU NOT A FAN OF GASLIGHTING? MINDBREAKING? EMOTIONAL BREAKDOWNS?

[hellosalem]

...I’m not even with these people.

[darthfanboy]

Hilarious.

[terribibble]

[oh it's this fucker.]

Your giftshop was tacky.

[there's a lot of other things he'd like to say to Bill but that's a good starting point probably]

[stanbyme]

Gift shop? You've seen the rest of him, right? His whole schtick is "tacky."

[stanbyme]

[Like hell is he actually using the podium. He's gonna stick close to the rest of the Pines clan and keep a hand on each of the niblings.]

[darthfanboy]

[...In the middle of all of Randy and Rod’s gay drama, Kylo looks distracted by something. His fists clench, and it looks like the small amount of Bill trinkets he has on his podium are beginning to float.]

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford catches movement out of the corner of his eye, and turns to see...

Hm.]

Are...are you doing that?

1/2

[angelgoatdemon]

[Nope. No. After watching all the drama unfold before him, he's not having any of this.

You know if anyone had asked the goat about family before he got sucked into this whole murder ritual, he'd have dismissed them. As time went on, though, he's learned it's the most important thing you can have amidst all the death and dying. The Faciliers and Basil, the Pines, hell, even each entire group he's in was now the closest thing to a real family he has. They were so much more than the MHC ever was.

Lekmet strides over towards Kylo's body, with the full intent of bringing him back. He gently urges Stan to take a step back.]

He's going to be alright.

[With glowing, golden hands and a soul full of determination, he starts healing Kylo.

He's not sure what's going to happen, but he hopes Star and Marco can forgive him if this all goes south.]

[hasagun]

[Kylo's body starts to glow, that same golden color emerging from his eyes and mouth. It begins to levitate up into the air, seemingly reacting to Lekmet's healing magic.

The body drops to the floor the second Lekmet is impaled from behind.

A large golden spike has emerged from the ground behind goatdad, skewering him on it like some sort of effigy. There's a screech of pain for a moment from Lekmet, and his death is far more drawn-out and painful then that of Kylo Ren's. Perhaps an indication of how much more to others he gave in life than Leia's brat.

Lekmet takes his last few breaths before collapsing onto the very same body he was trying to revive.

Lekmet is dead.]

HEY! NOBODY STEALS MY KILL, GOT IT?!

BEHIND DOOR NUMBER TWO

[grimgrinningghosts]

[The bars keeping you trapped in the room unlock themselves. The door at the back of the room here looks especially enticing.

Care to take a peek?]

[lusito]

[Josh is here and ready my friend.

Is the door locked or unlocked?]

OH WAIT ONE LAST THING

[fairlypushy]

. . . Someone should go save the jerk outside. I mean. I know he's awful, but we can't just. Leave him here?

[Right? Please say we're not just leaving him here.]

[sentree]

[ oh fuckin' why ]

...I said I'd help soooo, oh fine. I'll go.

LOG OBJECTIVES CLEARED

[grimgrinningghosts]