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

[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?

[desirestruth]

Lucien?

[Wait, shit, not a lie, shit, uhhhh---] Although his tastes may be a little off.

[bowtiedbones]

If he's qualified, you're for sure qualified.

[desirestruth]

[well she got caught so she doesn't have to lie anymore thank the cosmos.]

No, I--I'm certain he's more qualified than I am.

[bowtiedbones]

How so?

[desirestruth]

I'm inured against it, these are normal to me. He's not.

[bowtiedbones]

A professional and an amateur opinion! I see, I'll get both.

[desirestruth]

[...]

On second thought, maybe you better not. If he finds you cuter than I am, I'll be in trouble.

[bowtiedbones]

That's a pretty big "if!"

[desirestruth]

You were already adorable, of course I'm worried~

[She's not, but Eliza is hella cute.]

[bowtiedbones]

Why thank you! Of course I'm cute, but you have the original style!

[desirestruth]

[Booping her nose.]

Flattery will get you everywhere, Eliza.

[bowtiedbones]

[laughs]

That's all the more reason for it, isn't it?

[desirestruth]

[Booping her nose again!]

I see your dastardly plan now.

[bowtiedbones]

[eeps noooo]

Aww! Dastardly? Me??

[desirestruth]

Oh yes. Be adorable and personable so we all adore you.

[IT'S HAIRRUFFLES NOW, ELIZA. NO ESCAPE.]

[bowtiedbones]

[NOOOOOOOOOO]

Now who's being flattering!

[desirestruth]

I speak only the truth. No one on this train has a bad thing to say about you.

[CONTINUED RUFFLING!!!]

[bowtiedbones]

I can say bad things about me, does that count!

Also did you roll a 1 or is this just my life now??

[desirestruth]

No escape, Eliza.

[THE TICKLES COMETH.]

[bowtiedbones]

[SHRIEK YIP]

Nooo!! Mercy, mercy!