foolishmortals | Mock Gaiden Trial

[After everyone has finished investigating the horrendous death of a poor dog (and also a couple of disasters who somehow gotten themselves killed, everyone will hear a loud click from the direction of Superstar Studios. A few moments later, the Agent’s voice is heard.]

Ok that’s enough rehearsal there! Time for the show! Everyone break a leg okay?

[As everyone enters the Studio, the first thing that hits them is the blinding lights, making it impossible to see anything for the first few moments.

Once their eyes adjust, they’ll realize that they are definitely in a really tacky movie studios. There are some cheap cardboard cutouts of monsters and city skylines, cameras that look pretty out of date, and the whole place looks like it was built on a shoestring budget.

In the middle of the studio there are rows of directors chairs for every guest that woke up here, with Rod, Ghost Host, and Stan’s chairs just knocked over. In front of them stands the Agent, grinning in an extremely uncanny way.]

I’m impressed! Three bodies is impressive after that first week of nothin’! I’m gonna make sure that culprit gets an extra special reward if they manage to get away with it.

[A small pause, then:]

Okay, my shining stars. You all have to figure out who killed your fellow actors so they don’t get away with it! If they do, they get their reward while everyone else will be punished instead.

There’s no set time limit, but make sure you don’t make it borin’. The cameras are rolling and I ain’t going to let the people watch another boring average reality show!

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...I've never meant this in my life, but thank goodness someone normal is here.

Well, thank you, I think. I'm going to go ahead and take that compliment.

[He looks around.]

My name is David Nix, and I'm your director. So to speak.

Are you the one who has orchestrated this?

I run this whole facility, yes. And right now, I'm here to give you all some direction for next week.

Ugggggggggh. Do we have to?

I'm afraid you don't have a choice. As far as that Agent of yours will tell you, you're under contract.

[ He shrugs. ]

I'll be wiping your minds of my whole appearance here except for the pointers anyway, don't worry.

Contract...? But... No, I never agreed to this. I refuse to take part in something that involves this senseless violence, not anymore!

-- Did you miss the part where he said he's wiping our minds, or did I just hallucinate that?

No, I heard that as well.

[ just. there are priorities, ok. ]

You'll barely know you missed anything, if it makes you feel better.

Yeaaaaaah. No. Stay the grop out of my brain, creep.

Good, good, sell the audience on that. They'll love it!

No! I'm not performing for you, I mean it! And I... I won't hesitate...to fight my way out, if I must!

Please, by all means, try! That's just the kind of intensity the broadcast needs.

What is even the point of all this?

To cause humanity to stop dreaming. I need to prove to someone that optimism doesn't work, before he finds out the hard way and spoils Tomorrowland in the process.

You... You're just forcing your cynical views on others. On...the whole world! I will not stand by and let this happen.

[ She keeps saying that but like, she actually seems to mean it this time? Fur all puffed up and definitely in A Fighting Stance. ]

Cease this! Let us free!

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[Dawn might have been sobbing and covering her eyes through the entire execution-- but the word director is enough to get her to peek through her fingers. ...He looks normal-ish.]

Our...Director? So this whole thing was fake? [she's so hopeful]

Fake? [ He chuckles a little. ] No, I'm afraid not. I take it you're not a fan?

Yeah. Like... a movie director! [She sounds disappointed now]

Not a fan. This kind of thing is okay in scary stories, but in reality, I'm more of a pacifist.

This is going to be a movie, sort of.

[ He points up. ]

We're broadcasting - well, not right now, but we have been. Into the subconscious of all of Earth.

Everyone's been... watching me? [Yeah let's focus on that part and not the fact that a PUPPY WAS MURDERED and also those people i guess

She'll also drop her hands from her eyes and look up to squint and look for cameras.]

Not directly, but... yes, at least they've all been feeling your emotions.

We're really only supposed to focus on one person, though....?

[none of the manuals said anything about this!]

Then... we've been making everyone feel bad? [You know, that awful feeling when you try and fax 911 like twenty times a day?]