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]

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.]

[bad_crowmance]

Okay, I'll give you that it's really fun to tease people with a lot of shame.

[voreaciously]

Typical.

[none of the other stuff huh

She has an idea but first--]

Does blood make you squeamish at all?

[bad_crowmance]

Huh? Nah, not really. What's up?

[voreaciously]

Understood. I simply wanted some privacy.

[TO ANSWER THE QUESTION BECAUSE SHE'S COUNTING THAT.

because u kno what fuck it. Amane pulls off one of her gloves by her teeth. Her nails, though long and elegant, do not appear nearly sharp enough to cut a finger but as she presses her thumb into her index finger, that is what appears to happen.

But depending on how perceptive Crow's eyes are IDK MAYBE HE HAS MAGIC FUCKING EYES he might see that her thumb seems to grow sharper. It all happens in a very quick moment.

She crouches down and starts to draw something on the floor with her blood very quickly before she rises again. Her voice takes on a strange echoing, layered quality when she speaks next, the tips of her fingers pressed against another.]

Enferme.

[The blood glows brilliant blue before it and the light fade away.]

Much better.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Crow does not have magic eyes, sadly. ]

I have no idea what that did but it sure as hell looked impressive.

[voreaciously]

We can continue to hear everything around us but no one will hear us unless they come within three feet of us.

[but!! that sounds like a compliment and she is just a bit pink.]

...It is nothing, really.

[bad_crowmance]

That's what you meant by privacy, huh? I like it!

[voreaciously]

It is, yes. That is three questions for me.

[because she is STILL KEEPING TRACK YOU BETTER BELIEVE IT.]

Are you amenable to blindfolds? What do you not enjoy? And...how did you feel about having a more private space?

[bad_crowmance]

[ Of course she's keeping track. He's not even surprised. ]

I'm willing to give blindfolds a shot. Pretty sure I wouldn't be into being on the receiving end of some kind of punishment kink, not sure otherwise but I'm willing to experiment. And I think having a more private space is ideal.

Do you have any hard "no"s?

[voreaciously]

[yesss they're getting somewhere]

Duly noted, no receiving punishments. [she is a bit disappointed, but she hides it very well. She will, of course, respect his boundaries and put them before her tastes.



she just needs to find someone else to step o--no. No no no no, no S behaviours!! She needs to stop. Be good. BE GOOD.

He asks about hard nos and she recalls something very...gruesome that seems very unnecessary to mention. She does not think would go so far as that but who knows this is new for them.

But she knows, she just cannot say no to people, sometimes.

She gives it a polite amount of contemplation, but--]

Nothing that especially comes to mind at the moment. Were you okay with giving punishments, then?

[bad_crowmance]

[ Hey, who rules out stepping on him?? He'd enjoy the hell out of it as long as it was framed in a competitive sense instead of a punishment one. ]

Yeah, that sounds like a lot of fun!

[ He grins at that. ]

[voreaciously]

[she's all about competition.]

Oh my, a little sadistic, are we?

[like she hasn't been. a colossal fucking tease bUT LISTEN.]

[bad_crowmance]

Maybe~ ♪♫

[ His tone is singsong as he answers. Really, he wouldn't have half as muxh fun if she gave into it easily. ]

[voreaciously]

[why are you so fucking attractive]

What colour would you like them to be? Whatever I tie you down with, I mean.

[bad_crowmance]

[ It's a gift. ]

Black, blue, or red. You realize I'm planning on tying you up at some point too?