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

[hasagun]

I CAN DO WHAT I WANT, FARTFACE!

[sixfingeredstan]

You— you monster! You've been allowed to rampage for far too long, do you really think we're just going to stand by and let you do this?

[hasagun]

DOESN'T SEEM LIKE YOU HAVE ANY OPTIONS HERE!

[sixfingeredstan]

Oh, I've got options, you oversized potato chip!

[hasagun]

YEAH? LIKE WHAT? ARE YOU GOING TO TRY AND LET ME INTO STAN'S PEA-SIZED MIND AGAIN? THAT REALLY WORKED OUT WELL LAST TIME!

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford doesn't reply to that, because he's too busy thinking. And, well, there's a potential solution right there in his pocket, isn't there?]

You know, Lekmet gave me a gift before you murdered him.

[hasagun]

HEY! THAT'S SWELL! WHAT DID HE GIVE YA, WAS IT ONE OF MY PATENTEND BILLDOS?

[sixfingeredstan]

No, it was some things that are useful and desirable.

[Ford doesn't move from behind his podium, but it seems like he's stalling for time. He pulls out a book, first.]

This is the first one. An enchanted book, which, it seems, can transport the viewer anywhere in the world they wish to go. Neat trick, isn't it?

[hasagun]

NO. ACTUALLY, THAT'S PRETTY...THAT'S TOTALLY USELESS, SIXER. ESPECIALLY IF YOU CAN OPEN PORTAL AND STUFF. WHAT ELSE YA GOT?

[sixfingeredstan]

[Ford rolls his eyes, and gives a "what d'you know" kind of look.]

Well, fair enough. The other thing, well, I doubt it's going to impress you all that much, either.

[He glances over at Fiddleford as he speaks, gives him a look that weighs more than something intangible ever ought to. When he looks back at Bill, he pulls out Lekmet's second gift from his coat pocket: a pair of large scissors with a goat emblem on the fulcrum.]

Just office supplies.

[hasagun]

INTERESTING!

[just kind of, floats down to take a look.]

WHAT ARE YA GONNA DO, MAKE ME INTO A PAPER AIRPLANE?

[sixfingeredstan]

I'm not an idiot, Bill. I know I can't touch you when you don't exactly have a corporeal form. I know that better than almost anyone here, except for maybe my brother.

[His gaze slides over to Stan, and he gives him a quick wink.]

What am I going to do? Pull something out of thin air?

[stanbyme]

[The wink gets Stan's attention, and he's watching, waiting for a cue.

He doesn't have anything but his fists, but. Well, they did well enough last time.]

[hasagun]

KNOWING YOU PINESES? MAYHAPS!

[haha. hahaha. HAHAHA.]

BUT C'MON, SIXER! YOU AND I BOTH KNOW THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO HERE!

[terribibble]

[That look is... a lot. A lot that doesn't actually get said out loud. Fiddleford grips Betty a little more tightly.

He trusts Ford. He trusts Ford to fix this, to find a solution. He has to.]

[hasagun]

[he's going to marry betty once he's done killing you! :) ]

[terribibble]

[DON'T YOU SO MUCH AS LOOK AT HER YOU SICKO]

[darnsitall]

[I don't ship it]

[lusito]

You actually named those things after yourself...

[holy shit you're a loser bill]

[hasagun]

[billdo!]

[terribibble]

If anyone's gonna figure a way to kill you dead for good, it'll be Stanford.

[He loves you honey you got this]

[hasagun]

SIXER CAN'T FIGURE OUT HOW TO SAVE HIS OWN FAMILY FROM DYING, LET ALONE ACTUALLY KILLING SOMEONE!

[terribibble]

[he's just gonna. grip his banjo. pull her off his back.

they don't have a plan but he is ready to FIGHT if it comes down to it]

[stanbyme]

Hey! Nobody calls my brother names but me!

[hasagun]

EASE UP THERE, FEZBOY! SEEMS LIKE I'M HOLDING ALL THE CARDS HERE!