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

[voreaciously]

I am not so certain. After all, spinning a tale of bravery, heroism and an innocent princess lost to the world only to slip that same princess some tongue during the climax would hint otherwise, one may argue.

[not that she like, complained at the time. or had a problem with it.


or did anything that wasn't totally appreciative of it but listen.]

[bad_crowmance]

One, that has nothing to do with my taste. Two, I regret nothing.

[voreaciously]

Read the genre, sir. But I suppose you would not.

[she sighs, but it honestly just for show. she isn't being serious at all


he's a damned good kisser and she hates it, honestly.]

It is your question, by the by.

[bad_crowmance]

Nah, not my style.

[ So basically she's right. ]

What's a question you wouldn't mind answering?

[voreaciously]

[she rolls her eyes, not that he can see it but the way her mouth quirks it would not be out of place.]

I am surprised. Truly.

[but that question actually catches her off-guard and her lips part in surprise. it's not so much crow, but that anyone would give her that courtesy is odd.

so she thinks about it.



and thinks.

she does not want to tread into dangerous territory, unwittingly. There is so much she must not reveal if she can help it.]

...My favourite season. What is something you would not wish to be asked?

[bad_crowmance]

[ He takes a moment to seriously consider that before answering. ]

Probably anything about my past. It might seem like an obvious choice, but not being able to remember much is annoying.

[voreaciously]

...I understand.

[she sounds like she means it, though. not as some platitude, considerate as it may have been.]

I would not have asked you that as a matter of course for that reason.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He wonders about the quiet sincerity in her voice, an element of understanding, but... it's a question closer than he would prefer to get, and he gets the impression that goes both ways. Still... ]

Appreciate it. Anyway! What's your favourite season?

[voreaciously]

Winter. The best one.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He chuckles. ]

Got strong feelings about it, huh?

[voreaciously]

Hm, that is two questions, Mister Crow, but I shall answer for two questions following. The answer is yes. Yes, I do. Because it is the best.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He grins at that. ]

You're a real stickler for the rules... Okay, I'll answer two questions.

[voreaciously]

When it suits me to be.

[hm now she has to think of two.





don't think about sex. DON'T THINK ABOUT SEX.]

Have you eaten something you do not care for, yet and aside from a casino what would be your choice for an addition to the train?

[bad_crowmance]

[ Good job not thinking about sex. ]

Let's see... I took a bite of raw, unprepared fish.... I don't recommend it.

[ He tucks his hands comfortably behind his head as he talks. ]

And two.... I dunno, a gym would be nice.

[voreaciously]

...I grew up eating raw fish.

[like, without missing a beat.]

Unless you mean to say you took a bite out of a fish straight from the water.

[bad_crowmance]

Not straight out the water, but pretty close to it.

[voreaciously]

[okay SHE HAS TO KNOW]

I will permit you two questions for this one: was this a bet or a dare?

[because



she could see it.]

[bad_crowmance]

[ He can't help it, he laughs at that. ]

It was a dare! No way would I do it without a reason.

[voreaciously]

[she notes that he has a nice laugh, but she scoffs lightly.]

I did not think so, I simply wanted to know which of the two it was since I was confident in my conclusion I had come to of the matter.

[bad_crowmance]

[ He's still smiling, clearly amused. ]

Got me figured out already, huh?

[voreaciously]

Pure, unadulterated shamelessness appears to be a running theme with you.

[bad_crowmance]

Shame's a useless feeling. I'd rather enjoy myself!

[voreaciously]

Oh, there are a number of uses for shame.

[Her tone is light and not hinting at anything. She does not sound strictly puritan, either.]

Ask another question, please.

[bad_crowmance]

What uses are there for shame?

[voreaciously]

In the broad sense: it moderates your actions and behaviour, either pre-emptively or after the fact which gives way to growth of character; imparts a sense of consideration where applicable; is fun to tease when present in abundance.

[there's much much more she could say about the last point but she's trying to BE GOOD and not fucking S.]