Final Trial

[bringmecontracts]

[After everyone is done investigating the rooms, they will hear a faint creeek from the mansion’s entrance. Once they heads towards the noise they will discover a set of stairs leading to the basement that definitely weren’t there earlier.

Once they head downstairs, they will find themselves in a long hallway that seems to stretch out forever. It doesn’t, luckily, but eventually the hallway ends at a large empty room, with just a throne in the center.

The living guests will immediately realize they're not alone because King Dice is here already laying across the throne and smoking a cigar. He grins at the survivors and stand up.]

Well congrats, kids! I must say I’m impressed that that you managed to get down here alive, considering who was leading ya.

Now, I’m sure y’all have a lot of questions about what’s going on but I gotta settle something first:

[He looks directly at Michael.]

Mikey, I believe we have to finish our arrangement now.

Comments

[candymancan]

Anything and everything you're willing to tell me. And more.

[bringmecontracts]

Alright, I believe this will explain everything.

[He hands Wonka a card.

Read it?]

[candymancan]

[Oh hell yeah we're gonna read it even though it's probably like. cursed]

[bringmecontracts]

[Its...

It’s a comic? A creepily drawn comic, showing one person innocently offering someone space weed. The other person angrily refuses, saying that they don’t need happiness. The weed giver warns that bad things will happen to them if they don’t accept space weed, and the “rude person” is suddenly struck down by lightening.

You happy, Wonka?]

[candymancan]

How... charming.

Now, do you have something actually important to say?

[georgecsmoke]

Does he ever?

[...Something materializes from King Dice’s cigar, sleazing upwards like a Stoned Lepo 40mg in at a birthday party. It places their hands on Wonka’s shoulders.]

[candymancan]

. . . Don't touch me.

[in4apounding]

...Does anyone have a vacuum or fan or something.

[Maybe some air freshener.]

[georgecsmoke]

Yeesh, can’t just let me talk, huh?

[in4apounding]

We've been listening to King Dice and Swackhammer talk for over a month now, and all it's gotten us is twenty people dead and a really shady offer none of us are dumb enough to take.

[georgecsmoke]

That’s because they’re both dopes. You’re talking to someone with class and sophistication, hon.

[in4apounding]

...Mister Wonka? Because I haven't actually talked to him much today.

[georgecsmoke]

Me, kid! Your Friend, Smoke!

[standsforrevenge]

....I knew I shoulda stayed out of that greenhouse.

[georgecsmoke]

I know! Space weed is all hype. You oughta see Phase 2!

[codeofhero]

[What the Fuck]

Smoke? [to king dice] Your boss is a floating cloud?

[in4apounding]

[Okay just saying you're her friend works a lot better if you're a cute dark-haired girl in a cloak, sir.]

[Literally spewing out of something in King Dice's mouth is kind of a disadvantage too.]

...And what exactly makes us friends. If you're in charge here, everything is your fault. I don't think I should be friends with someone who got twenty people I killed, especially since I liked most of them.

[oh_worm]

... seriously?

[bringmecontracts]

Hey, I’ve been tryin’ to get ‘’em to take our deal!

[georgecsmoke]

Space weed is small time. We’re moving to phase two.

[bringmecontracts]

Already? What’s the rush?

[georgecsmoke]

I think we can push Space Crack much faster.

[bringmecontracts]

[He suddenly grins.]

I'm listenin'.

[georgecsmoke]

Dicey, they gotta try it!

[bringmecontracts]

Well hey, who am I to say "no" to ya?