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

[bad_crowmance]

[ He just makes a gesture imitating her breasts. ]

[voreaciously]

[Crabs his hands gently like STOP STOP THAT RIGHT NOW!]

Focus on the others! Lord Rufus! The Instructor! Randy-san! Who all do not have breasts! And Miss Eliza, who is smaller than me, how lucky.

[bad_crowmance]

Randy's got a pretty great chest, lack of breasts aside. Rufus would top out a "prettiest" list, but this is a "hottest" list. Eliza's smaller breasts is one of the reasons she was slightly lower on the list, but her personality more than makes up for it. Rean's got a great face, which is one of the reasons he ended up so high. His chest leaves something to be desired, but in his case I feel that being overly muscled wouldn't suit him.

[voreaciously]

I suppose he is rather built that way.

[She has seen him in pjs, at least.]

Lord Albarea is exceptionally beautiful, we are quite agreed. Miss Eliza does have a wonderful personality, though you could stand to be less of a breast fanatic. Honestly.

[She crosses her arms which like, does. nothing. to make them smaller.]

I suppose the instructor is decent-looking enough, as well.

[SAYS NOTHING ABOUT HERSELF.]

[bad_crowmance]

You could stand to appreciate breasts more. So, what would your top five list look like?

[voreaciously]

I appreciate breasts quite well, I will have you know. I like all of them.

[So there.]

Eh?

[What. Seriously.]

I...have not thought of such a thing.

[...Maybe.]

[bad_crowmance]

Then why do you have a hard time understanding why I like yours?

[ But on the other note, his gaze flattens. ]

You haven't, huh?

[ ]

[voreaciously]

I am being left with the impression that you doubt me, Crow-san.

[bad_crowmance]

Now why would I do that?

[voreaciously]

I've not the faintest idea.

[bad_crowmance]

So there you have it! Don't worry, I definitely believe that you definitely don't have and/or couldn't come up with a list of your own. Definitely.

[voreaciously]

You are especially saucy today.

[She doesn't know what ideas he has for them after the trial, but she is starting to develop her own.]

Very well. In no particular order: Randy-san, Miss Eliza, Lord Albarea, Her Majesty, Instructor Rean.

[SOMEONE IS MISSING!]

[bad_crowmance]

[ He's assuming she's just being a brat and he really does belong in that top five, honestly. But-- ] Your top five includes Naeva? [ He really is baffled on that call, however. ]

1/2

[voreaciously]

Self-assuredness and elegance is attractive and she is among one of the most beautiful dead women I have seen so.

[Something does not add up, here.]

2/2

[voreaciously]

She has very large breasts, Crow-san.

[like. LIKE?

that should put her on the list?]

Re: 2/2

[bad_crowmance]

She's a brat!

[voreaciously]

Then you will find yourself in good company with Her Majesty.

[Still does not add up. She's been a brat, too.]

I have also been...impish.

[bad_crowmance]

You're a brat sometimes, she's a brat as a way of life.

[voreaciously]

You still are not talking about her breasts, and I find this to be incredible.

[he doesn't need prompting and yet here she is, more than once!]

[bad_crowmance]

That's because I'm not interested in her breasts. I'm not interested in her like that at all.

[voreaciously]

[Stares at him, her lips parted a little.




Is this a miracle or.]

...

[bad_crowmance]

What's that look for?

[voreaciously]

This is incredible to me is all.

[bad_crowmance]

I'm not attracted to everyone, you know.

[voreaciously]

[Yea, but you're easy and she's hot so what gives.]

It is a good thing we are not speaking of everyone then and only her. For the moment. She is very beautiful, fierce, kind enough, does not suffer honest fools gladly which could translate to, ah, other interesting proclivities, perhaps. And, again, beautiful.

[Like, all of her is beautiful but she is talking about the boobs.]