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

[acts_her_age]

[I know I should be grateful this isn't a mauling game, and yet,]

[maybe if I keep the disgust off my face and just look cute people will go easy on me]

What's your favorite color?

[voreaciously]

[yeah but she knows you]

Blue.

[acts_her_age]

Lucky you. Though it would be sad if having everything in blue were to wear you out on it, over time.

[voreaciously]

It would not.

[She sounds oddly certain of this, but she is also wearing black right now.]

[acts_her_age]

Oh? A significant attachment? --Well, it's your turn, we'll come back to that.

[voreaciously]

What is your favourite colour?

[acts_her_age]

Red. I'm making due with all the blue, though.

[voreaciously]

You can ask a person with that team colour to buy you clothes, if you wish.

[malignstar]

Purple—wait, red!

[acts_her_age]

Oh? Are you unsatisfied with your team's theme, then?

[malignstar]

Eh, it's fine. Red and green work out. And I've already got my own feathers.

[acts_her_age]

It does make you a good match.

[malignstar]

Yeah and then we went and named ourselves after cats to be ironic.

[acts_her_age]

What would that make your name?

[malignstar]

Felix! It means lucky. You?

[unaffective]

I suppose it must be white... I've never given it much thought. If not that, then red.

[acts_her_age]

White counts for the purpose of preferences, certainly.

[unaffective]

Thank you. And yours?

[acts_her_age]

Red. How have you been entertaining yourself here, so far?

[wontforbidtherain]

I can't say I've ever thought of it. Blue is nice, but so is green.

[acts_her_age]

You can't be too dissatisfied, then.

[kind of gesturing toward her (and more importantly, her Thyme uniform)]

[wontforbidtherain]

It's true. Not for colors at least.

How do you like your uniforms?

[acts_her_age]

The style is a little more whimsical than I would like. Blue's not the worst color, however, though I prefer red. Do you feel like yours suits you?

[wontforbidtherain]

The skirts are a bit short for what I'm used to, but they do come with leggings. Also the coats are a bit ostentatious. The feathers are a bit much.

[acts_her_age]

It's almost military-esque, without the feathers. I wonder how our placements were decided? Given that the teams seemed themed for certain personalities.