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

[georgecsmoke]

Boo! You’re a loser!

[standsforrevenge]

Look who's talking.

[bringmecontracts]

Boss, I got news for ya:

I don't lose.

[To Otis: (or really anyone who'll listen)]

So how d'ya expect to end him? I'd offer my cards but I don't expect that to work on a puff of smoke.

[standsforrevenge]

Uhhh.... a really big fan?

[HOW DO YOU KILL A FART]

[bringmecontracts]

... D'ya have a fan on ya?

[codeofhero]

I have something that could be used as one.

[The gigantic map he's been lugging around this whole time.]

[bringmecontracts]

[He ponders]

Well he ain't goin' anywhere, it can't hurt!

[codeofhero]

Excellent. Would anyone else care to do the honors?

[Because he's gonna, if no one stops him.]

[udderly]

I kind of didn't this this all the way through.

[He just assumed someone else would come up with the rest of the plan here.]

We could put him in a jar.

[bringmecontracts]

... Did ya guys come here with any sorta plan?

[Otis do you even have a jar?]

[udderly]

[He has a jar full of explosive glue.]

Do we look like plan people?

[bringmecontracts]

[What the fuck Otis.]

Well ya made it this far, I thought you mighta been doin' somethin' right!

[udderly]

Listen, I don't have a lot to work with here? I'm trying my best!

[oh_worm]

What about the basketball he was talking about? Was that the Superstar Talent Basketball?

[bringmecontracts]

It steals people's greatest strength and transfers that into the ball. Then if ya hold it, the power transfers to you.

[oh_worm]

Does it have any juice in it right now?

[bringmecontracts]

It should yeah, unless the boss somehow sapped it of energy without realizin'

[oh_worm]

It's probably all b-ball energy up in it right now, though, and I don't think sweet gams are gonna be much help against a smoke monster. Unless we could use it to suck up his greatest strength or we have something to pool together.

[bringmecontracts]

That aint a half bad idea! It's actually extremely powerful in itself, the last time I checked!

[oh_worm]

So what do you think would be the best thing to do with it? Suck out his greatest strength or try to pool our own together?

[bringmecontracts]

... I was actually thinkin' I would take care of 'im myself, but I guess if ya wanna work together?

[He just wants to fight sometimes]

[oh_worm]

... I mean if you can wreck him on your own go for it I guess? As long as you're confident you won't be the wreck-ee.

[in4apounding]

....hitting him probably won't do anything, right?

We could. Try dousing him or something? Wash him away?

[bringmecontracts]

Do we have enough water for that though?

[in4apounding]

...Maybe. Does this building have a fire suppression system?

[Probably not, but it can't hurt to ask.]