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

[rech]

Oh. what. Like you didn’t run a ritual yourself.

[keyofimagination]

Do I have to remind you that my friends were vanishing from purgatory and that you promised me that they could all come back if I agreed to this?

[rech]

...Do you know why Walt destroyed EPCOT, Rod?

[keyofimagination]

[...]

He never told me why. He always avoided the question when I asked.

[rech]

Sacrifice.

[sixfingeredstan]

[MMMM OH MY GOD]

[terribibble]

[hey dislike???]

[keyofimagination]

[Rod looks like Randy just shot him.]

Sacrifice? What on earth are you talking about? What would Walt sacrifice us for?

[rech]

The Friends on The Other Side.

[keyofimagination]

What?

You're... you're just lying to me. Walt has done a lot of terrible things but he would never... he would never sacrifice my soul to those demons.

[rech]

You know what happened to most of your friends at EPCOT? The ghosts at Beau’s Mansion?

Gulp.

[keyofimagination]

[Rod drops to his knees, shaking in disbelief.]

He couldn't have. I... I thought Walt cared about me. About us. He wouldn't have sacrificed all of our souls to them if he had a say in the matter.

[rech]

You know, it’s so easy for you to accept that he murdered you and me but the possibility of him sacrificing your friends as demon food is foreign.

[keyofimagination]

This is different.

I would have accepted him killing us out of boredom than just... using us this whole time for a sacrifice.

[darnsitall]

Rod, if he sacrificed you, you wouldn't be standing here.

[rech]

Hades interfered with the process, I think. Put a few of ‘em in purgatory. Got his acolyte to watch over em.

[darnsitall]

...! And nobody noticed?

[audentiae]

Acolyte?

[forgottenfounder]

...Rod.

[There's something burning a hole in Oswald's pocket, and these sudden revelations are like a slap to the face for him. Hearing Rod argue so reverently about this was making it so much worse... He has some difficulty keeping his voice up.]

Back when we were searching, Negaduck found... this.

[And he produces the crumpled note, holding it out for him to take.]

I think you should read it too.

[keyofimagination]

[He reads the letter, shaking a little more as he does so.]

"One soul"...?

It's... it's in his handwriting.

[forgottenfounder]

We found it... on Walt's body.

[And it was probably one of the worst things he's ever seen.]

[sentree]

[ She should...help, right? Ugh, this newfound kinship with Rod sucks. ]

What'd he get out of it, anyway? You gonna let us in on that little secret?

[rech]

Walt sells his soul. Gets a couple powers the crystal and pen couldn’t allow him. Has to make payments every so often. Boom.

[fairlypushy]

What powers would be worth sacrificing the kingdom?

[fairlypushy]

Why the [bleepity bloop] is it always voodoo?