The Thirteenth Trial

[catcophonous]

Who: trialgoers
When: Day 27 all day
Where: The Cat's Zone

[Once again the Trial time has come. Just like the Eleventh, it's the Cat's bar that's appeared in the clearing, and just like then, he's not here for formalities.]

Can you believe you've been dumped on me again already? Lame, I know. But come on in and let's get going.

[But he's not the only voice! The booming, cheerful tone of the Hermit can be heard as well.]

Right, right, come along! This one should be fun for you and us.

[Once you enter the bar, you'll find... it's just a bar. In fact, you are free to come and go from it. The inside, though, has been dolled up -- there are swaths of colourful fabric above the windows, jingly dangly crystal decorations hanging down over tables, and patterned tablecloths. It's the kind of cheesy fortuneteller decor you've seen in the Hermit's tent before!

Otherwise, though, there's nothing strange. There are plenty of tables and an open dancefloor. The cabinets behind the bar are sturdily locked, but there are pitchers of non-alcoholic punch on every table, and on the bar is a jar of paper slips and a laminated instructions sheet.

The name of this game is: Fortune and Lies.]

RULES ☆ TURN-IN ☆ WINNERS & ENDGAME

Comments

[desirestruth]

...[SHE IS BEING BULLIED. THIS IS BULLYING.

Also she actually...has jackal ears. On her head.]

[bowtiedbones]

[staring at her ears, hm.


hmmmm...



poofs a pair of wolf ears]

[desirestruth]

Oh! Very good!

[...wait shit I'm supposed to lie but what do I lie about lying is mean I don't know how to do it holy shit someone please save me aaaaaaaaaaaaaa--]

[bowtiedbones]

Thanks! I wasn't sure that would work— Do they look okay? Do they look cute??

[desirestruth]

[CAT WHY ARE YOU PUNISHING ME THIS WAY.]

I--I don't know, I'm not a qualified judge of cuteness?

[bowtiedbones]

If you're not qualified, then who the heck is?

[unrepairable]

[ ..... ... ... don't reach up to touch do not do not do not ]

Ah, Naeva... dono?

[desirestruth]

Kashuu. Hello.

[Everything is fine.]

[unrepairable]

Hello... [ everything is. ... ... ]

You look ... different?

[desirestruth]

Oh, the ears?

[She kind of. Flushes.] I hadn't realized I regained this with my other shapeshifting.

[unrepairable]

[ oh no she's blushing


oh no it's so cute he wants to touch, ]

Your, ah... other shapeshifting?

[ears. distracting. cute. it's cute. ]

... then, those are real? ... can i touch? [goodbye self control]

[voreaciously]

Would you like to play?

[desirestruth]

Yes.

[No.]

[voreaciously]

Very well, then.

[desirestruth]

[Well, how to start, then? It's difficult to think of...ah.]

You seem enthused to be here.

[as lies go, it's low-hanging fruit. She's not sure 80H is ever enthused.]

1/3

[voreaciously]

...

2/3

[voreaciously]

. . .

3/3

[voreaciously]

That is a purple fortune.

[That's just sad, naeva]

[malignstar]

[ No ears but he sure kept that tail ]

Cute.

[desirestruth]

Is it?

[THESE ARE NORMAL?]

[malignstar]

Definitely! They make you look younger.

[unaffective]

[ tugs at her sleeve a bit.............. looking a bit. chastised? embarrassed?

like she'd much rather be literally anywhere else. ]

[desirestruth]

...Miss Elaine?

[Are you ok.]

[unaffective]

If you don't - ah, rather, should playing for a time suit you, Naeva...

[desirestruth]

We can play, but are you quite alright? You seem uncomfortable...