The Eighth Trial

[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 17, morning
Where: the party zone The Fairy Circle

Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth.

Just like always, the train shudders in response to some foreign power. You’ve been here before, haven’t you? You know what will happen when you venture out of the train and into the dark forest beyond in search of some old house, or a tower, or whatever fresh nonsense awaits you.

But there’s no inexplicable new castle or what-have-you. Instead the air outside the train is filled with glittering bubbles floating lazily above what appears to be a collection of large white mushrooms grown in a circle.

Obviously there is no door, and touching any of the bubbles will simply cause them to burst. Should you step into the circle, however….

Foolish heroes, destined to be swallowed by the encroaching malice… can your hearts truly withstand the nightmare that is reality?

Darkness overtakes you.


When you wake up the first thing you may notice is this game has a soundtrack. The music appears to have no discernible source and fills the entire room. ... and what a room it is.

It appears you’ve been transported to some kind of… children’s… birthday party?

At the far end of the room is a large table with a sign above it reading HAPPY BIRTHDAY. It’s a pretty impressive set up with a variety of goodies including noise makers, party hats, disposable plates and cups, and enough sugar to fuel a whole room full of grade schoolers

The biggest and arguably most important party refreshment sits right in the middle of the table, however; a giant bowl of fruit punch. Don’t worry children it’s non-alcoholic. It's also not suspicious at all.


For now, don't worry! Mingle! Eat food! Don't think about all the bad things going on right now!! And don't forget to read the rules near the punch bowl.

RULES ☆ EFFECTS ☆ Q&A ☆ TURN-IN ☆ WINNERS & ENDGAME

Comments

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow takes a sniff of the punch, considering it carefully. ]

It doesn't smell like alcohol...

[desirestruth]

I don't think it is alcohol...?

[This might be confusing her more than the instructions. Who would do that???]

[bad_crowmance]

That's disappointing. It'd make the trial more interesting.

[desirestruth]

...Nothing says you can't add alcohol to your cup.

[SHE'S JUST SAYING.]

[bad_crowmance]

Nah, I don't feel like buying any booze.

[desirestruth]

[She doesn't say anything.

She just reaches into her coat.

To pull out a bottle of gin.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow flashes her a grin. ]

Heeeeey, did you know you're my favourite person on the train?

[bowtiedbones]

I'd rather play with alcohol than whatever this is, honestly. And I almost never drink.

[bad_crowmance]

Right? After that last trial, I definitely don't trust this.

[bowtiedbones]

And you saw the glittery bubbles outside the train, right? Glitter, bubbles, and drinks have all done weird things even without a trial.

[bad_crowmance]

I knew about drinks, but.... this is just taunting us, huh?

[bowtiedbones]

It's all the sketchiest stuff, which sucks because it's also really cute.

[she is, OF COURSE, wearing a party hat. two party hats, one per pigtail]

[bad_crowmance]

[ Of course she is, Eliza is wise. Crow has zero party hats on, sadly. ]

It's definitely... colourful.

[voreaciously]

[She makes a soft noise.

And yet the disappointment in it could not be more apparent.]

Stingy.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow grimaces. ]

No kidding! It's like they didn't even try!

[voreaciously]

Honestly. It is the least they can do.

[Another huff of air. But okay, whatever--]

Would you like to play?

[bad_crowmance]

Sure, why not? Seems like it should be easy enough.

[voreaciously]

[HAHAHAHAH YES....EASY. A GAME ABOUT TRUTH. JUST FINE.

she just. she eats a marshmallow.]

You may go first.

[bad_crowmance]

[ It's easy if you ask meaningless questions. ]

What's your favourite colour?

[nihilmancy]

[It is extremely weird to talk to him right now, but so it goes. Still the constancy in his personality is almost a source of comfort.]





...Too bad.

[bad_crowmance]

[ For Crow's part, it doesn't seem like he notices any tension at all. ]

Right? It's the least they could've done.

[nihilmancy]

[emotional lemming, crow armbrust.]

After yesterday...

[bad_crowmance]

Right? They definitely owe us.

[nihilmancy]

...Are you doing well?

[bad_crowmance]

Of course. That trial was annoying, but I'm not gonna let it bother me. How about you?