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

[desirestruth]

[She's just very easy to fluster, Luci. But she's considering that. She wants to be a jerk...but she knows she won't win unless she's clever. So let us misdirect.]

What do you think of your teammates so far?

[newmodelblade]

[He does consider this for a moment, and almost drinks, before speaking:]

Well, they seem solid and dependable enough. I am not certain I get along with all of them, but I would like to believe a few of us are friends. I do wish they were a bit less aloof outside of certain activities, though.

[desirestruth]

'Aloof'?

[...Well, no, that does describe all of them in part, she's just mildly surprised Crow hasn't hit on him. Is...Crow being a good bird at them???

...No, that can't be right.]

[newmodelblade]

I get the impression there is some sense of camaraderie on the other teams. Ours is... professional, more than that, if it makes sense?

[desirestruth]

I can't really...speak to that. Senna is rather independent, themselves. I can't even be entirely sure I've met them all.

[newmodelblade]

Perhaps that is how all the teams function. How curious.

[desirestruth]

I find it deeply worrisome when our bonds are apparently meant to save us, but we've been here less than a week. Perhaps things will change in time.

It's your turn, by the way.

[newmodelblade]

Do you prefer the jackal form, or do you just find it useful for people?

[desirestruth]

Mmm...I don't really think of the forms as separate. It's more like...putting on a comfy sweater when it's cold? It's not something I'd like for every situation, but...

Right now it's nice because my senses are all so...dull otherwise.

[newmodelblade]

That's only more curious, to be honest.

[desirestruth]

Is it? That works to your advantage, in a question game.

[She giggles a little bit.]

Though, since it is my turn...have you any requests for the garden?

[newmodelblade]

Honestly? I just want something fragrant.

[He tilts his head some.]

Floral smells would be nice. It would bring a good touch to the cars.

[desirestruth]

Well, I planted roses already...maybe I'll bring you some when they bloom.

[Because that won't be ridiculous or anything.]

[newmodelblade]

Oh? How sweet... I'll look forward to it, then.

[desirestruth]

It's appropriate at this point, isn't it?

[But she flushed again! WWHY BULLY.]

[newmodelblade]

Oh, certainly! I'll have to think of some way to return the gesture.

[I do not know who I am. I do not know why I am here. All I know is I must bully.]

[desirestruth]

[It's weird, somewhere in your skills list it just has 'bully yippers' and 'squish beans'?]

I don't think you'll have any trouble figuring that out, Lucien...

[newmodelblade]

[Several levels, all of them mastered.]

Oh, don't worry, I'm sure I will come up with something.

[desirestruth]

Please feel free to test your ideas anytime.

[Guys there's a game still going.]

[newmodelblade]

Right here? In the commons? Were you not the one who chided me for impropriety here only a few days ago?

[desirestruth]

Is that your question, Lucien?

[She got really red though. Bullseye!]

[newmodelblade]

I suppose it is, then.

[Press the advantage! Give them no quarter!]

[desirestruth]

I'm less concerned with propriety than being considerate to others, but if certain people are going to keep giving me shit, maybe I don't care so much.

[newmodelblade]

[He laughs a little bit at that, because my that is a change!]

Well. We will have to see about finding ways to skirt that, won't we?

[desirestruth]

[You have been a terrible influence on her and you have literally no idea.]

I suppose we will. But you may want to use some of your tokens, if you really need ideas.