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!)

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[keyofimagination]

[Shakes his head.]

It’s like another dimension of sorts. A realm of pure evil. To compare them to demons would be an understatement

One of our groups is headed there right now. And if they manage to activate the seal...

If Hades is right, they could be at the brunt of a world ending disaster.

[stanbyme]

...[He has to reboot in safe mode before it hits him with a gasp of a name.]

Leia!

[sentree]

Then we're going with you. [ Time to steel up. ] At least...those of us who want to. No world-ending on my watch.

[keyofimagination]

Thank you Thalia. It's going to be hard and I don't blame a single person that doesn't join us, but we can't lose hope. Not now.

[sentree]

Yeah, yeah, it's... It's what I do. The demigod thing.

[audentiae]

I'll follow you.

[ She squeeze her hand. ]

Let's handle this.

[sentree]

You and me, erastós.

[forgottenfounder]

...Then we've gotta go and deal with it, once and for all.

[Oswald's back at Rod's side, striking a heroic pose despite his obvious weariness.]

Whatever happens, we have to find everyone else and warn them. There's only one hidden mickey left!

[keyofimagination]

[He smiles fondly at Oswald.]

That's my boy.

[lusito]

Got a plan regarding how we're going to get there?

[keyofimagination]

That's the issue, I don't have any powers so I can't...

-Wait.

[He gets up and goes over to Ford's podium. After a moment he grabs a book]

... Ford you and your husband's deaths were not in vain.

I believe this will solve that problem.

[lusito]

... Oh right, he did say something about that being able to take you anywhere you want, didn't he?

[Are we remembering it right?]

[keyofimagination]

I believe so. [He opens the book.] Hopefully with Randy and Bill gone now, there will no one preventing us from using it properly.

Anyone who wants to join me, please crowd around me

[fairlypushy]

[drags self up on the ground where she's been, uh. resting? look, her powers are actually kind of taxing and she overused them.

anyway, she's going. she's obviously fuckin going.]

[lusito]

After a day like today, I'd almost doubt the success of this actually working.

[You know, now that Joshua said it out loud, that book could honestly be very useful as far as his own needs go, rather than for the benefit of everyone else. The old Josh absolutely would have snatched the book up and peaced the fuck out of here, maybe even right back to Shibuya somehow rather than deal with this nonsense any longer.

... At least before he remembers that Tadashi and a few other people he considers friends are in the third group. And also Neku would probably be very disapproving of that.]

... However, I suppose it's better than doing nothing.

[So yeah, Josh is coming too.]

TO BE CONTINUED...

[keyofimagination]

Well if it doesn't work, I will run to the Other Side myself if I have to.

[Once everyone crowds around him.]

Take us to the Other Side!

[The book lights up and sucks them in...]

[psychopinesis]

[Neku would only disapprove if Joshua left without him. He wants to use it for himself, he just doesn't know how.]

[lusito]

[see this is why we are friends, neku]

[bestchefinparis]

[Rémy is pretty sure nobody in their right mind would think the 20 cm long rat would help fight or anything like that -- and they'd be correct. What do you think Rémy would do, gnaw on a demon's ankle? They may not even have ankles.

So with trepidation, he has to stay aside]

Good luck, all of you. Please don't die.

[...someone has to watch over the dead bodies, he guesses, until everyone is back]