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

[in4apounding]

No he's not? Anyone that makes you run a game where people get killed isn't good, and- I can't lie, I still kind of really want to kill you? What if I'd actually been strong enough to do that during Lilliane's trial, or if we'd managed to put a plan together that worked? Do you really think he would've done anything to stop it?

[Penny please.]

And- um. ...I bet this meeting, this one right now, here, was his idea, right? Having us come to this mansion and look around and stuff?

[bringmecontracts]

But you ain't strong enough to beat me. We've proven that before.

[in4apounding]

Yeah, but did you actually know that for sure before I tried? I mean- I was pretty sure I could win, too.

[bringmecontracts]

Kid, you're far from my first fight with someone who was "confident" they would win. This ain't my first rodeo.

[in4apounding]

That's- not actually an answer.

[Hm.]

...How did your friend actually die.

[bringmecontracts]

I'm not a braggart, kid. It ain't a good look to jus' say "yes, I was confident I would beat ya in my sleep"

[...]

What's it to you.

[in4apounding]

It's part of why you're doing this to begin with, so it's kind of relevant anyway? But- you said you'd fought someone "confident" before, not that you'd actually won the fight. Did your friend try fighting them too, after you lost?

[bringmecontracts]

Ya seem to be makin' a lotta assumptions about me and my life for someone who just wants me dead, kid.

[in4apounding]

Yes?

[Obviously?]

If you'd actually answer stuff instead of being all vague I wouldn't have to.

[bringmecontracts]

And how do I know ya don't wanna just eat up all of my history so you can laugh about my supposed "pain and angst"?

[in4apounding]

That's not really something we would- ....Okay, Mister Wonka probably would. But I'm pretty sure no one else here is that cruel? Besides you and Mister Smoke.

[Penny please.]

And- I know what it's like to fail to protect the people you care about. ...A lot. ...Specifically because of my time here, watching everyone die.

[bringmecontracts]

For someone who wants ta understand me, you sure ain't cuttin' back on the insults.

[...]

's probably for the best anyway. He called me "good for nothin'" before dying.

[udderly]

She'd probably be nicer if you hadn't killed, like. All? Our friends?

[Just saying.]

[bringmecontracts]

Swackhammer did most of th' killin' remember?

[in4apounding]

You helped him, though? Or at least just stood back and watched, and you always seemed like you were really enjoying it?

[You are not innocent by any stretch of the imagination here bro.]

And that's- really awful for a friend to say. Like really, really awful?

[Your friend was a dick, is what she's saying.]

But- you still obviously cared about him, even if he was being a jerk? And losing one fight doesn't make you good for NOTHING.

[Even if you are a HUGE DICE-SHAPED WA-A-A-A-AD, but at least she's not saying that out loud this time.]

[bringmecontracts]

Well now ya know why I take the weed. Ya happy now?

[in4apounding]

Because your friend turned out to be a jerk but you still feel bad about not being able to protect him anyway?

[Just. Clarifying that they're actually on the same page.]

And no, not really? That's actually super sad even if it happened to someone like you. But I am pretty sure that working for a demonic smokeman and doing drugs isn't actually going to help in the longrun, because Mister Smoke is obviously going to do the same thing your other friend did sooner or later?

[bringmecontracts]

[...]

But he makes me feel good.

[He looks off into the distance as he says this.]

[candymancan]

What a juvenile response. I would've expected better out of you.

[in4apounding]

Okay, you keep saying that, and I've got to be honest, the more you do the less I believe that you actually believe it.

[Who you trying to convince, Dice Man.]

And- you know what'd probably make you feel even better? Finding a way to get stronger and going to beat up the wad that killed your friend.

[Penny no.]

That's what I'd do if something ever happened to Ruby or- or Cleo, or Beth, or Gandhi, or Mister Dinobot or Otis.

[Penny please.]

[bringmecontracts]

Ya know, the idea of revenge ain't a half bad idea.

[I can't believe it's gonna be all Penny's fault that King Dice murders a couple of children.]

[oh_worm]

I mean so does sassy num-nums, but you can definitely do sassy num-nums with someone who doesn't actually care about you.

[ she is 100% fucking earnest, straight-faced, and serious about this sentence. ]

[standsforrevenge]

[are we talking about vore again]

[in4apounding]

....what's a sassy num-num.

[codeofhero]

Alone? Possibly not. But she isn't alone right now.

[And if you dare hurt his robot child...]