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

[oh_worm]

Did she? She didn't feel anything, that's not the same thing! And maybe it's our big dumb feelings, even anger and jelly and moop, that stop us from being zombies!

[georgecsmoke]

...the fuck is a moop.

[oh_worm]

Why does no one else here know what moop is? It's an emotion, ya butt cloud! People need emotions!

[in4apounding]

Is it a specific emotion or just kind of a general feeling thing.

[georgecsmoke]

Ehhhh. Emotions are overrated.

[oh_worm]

No way! I'm a teenager, dude. Like three quarters of my emotions are confusing at best or freaking awful at worst, and sometimes I want them to stop, but life would be suuuuuper snorestown without any of them. Not feeling bad isn't the same thing as feeling good!

[georgecsmoke]

You’re gettin awfully passionate! Wouldn’t it be nice to lay back with some space weed instead?

[standsforrevenge]

Dude, how many times we gotta tell you? NO!

[codeofhero]

He is rather single-minded for the fiend behind this all.

[georgecsmoke]

You stay outta this, buster!

[standsforrevenge]

Or what, fartface?

[georgecsmoke]

I’ll have King Dice kill ya! Another sacrifice wouldn’t hurt, even if you are kinda scrawny.

[standsforrevenge]

What about your dumbass rules, huh? Pretty sure I haven't broken any!

[georgecsmoke]

We’re in the endgame now! We’re high, who cares about rules?

[standsforrevenge]

Your mom is high.

[georgecsmoke]

I reproduce myself via smoke. I don’t have a mom.

[standsforrevenge]

GOD, will you stop talking about how you do it? That's gross!

[georgecsmoke]

It’s biology!

[in4apounding]

[Stepping- not exactly in front of Gandhi, but up to his side. She's got the desktop again, for all the good it would do.]

Don't. You. Dare.

[She'll fan you SO HARD, smokeman.]

[standsforrevenge]

[mouths i love you]

[georgecsmoke]

D.A.R.E. never worked for me, redhead!

[in4apounding]

I don't know what that means!

[Delivered with the confidence and air of another badass boast or declaration.]

[oh_worm]

No! No, it wouldn't! I mean... yeah, in the moment it's a nice thought, and I'm not saying I don't have a lot of deep moop issues I should probably see someone about when this is over, but zombie space weed's not a viable long-term strategy, especially knowing that you're the one who's gonna profit off it!

I got things I wanna do in my life, and a lot of them aren't fun, but... glob-damn if I don't still gotta do them!

[standsforrevenge]

Dude, yeah! When I was high all I did was lay around and eat cheetos! Which is fun for like... I dunno, a day? But I don't wanna do that for the rest of my life!