The Seventeeth Trial

[catcophonous]

Who: trialgoers
When: Day 39, evening
Where: The Cat's Zone

[Have you enjoyed your day playing in your new train cars? Great! Because now it's Trial Time.

With the usual alert, the Cat's bar appears in the clearing. There's no "come hither" -- instead, just the pounding of bass from the speakers as the door cracks open. Inside there's flashing party lights, upbeat club music, and high-top tables surrounding a wide dance floor. The stage in the corner is empty except for a single microphone.

At the bar you can get free drinks, but you'll have to contend with the bartender -- a black cat curled up on the shelf between the bottles.

On the bar, and on every table, is a sign showing the rules of this game, titled:

Kiss or Dare

If you want to dress up for the club, or want costumes for daring purposes, there's a dressing room behind the stage with a magic closet. You'll find whatever you like in it, but when the trial ends you can only take home what you're wearing!

Good luck!]

RULES | TURN-IN | THE CAT / DISQUALIFICATION

Comments

[voreaciously]

[80H is in her YoRHa uniform which, considering the five inch black heels stockings, gloves, and cut of her dress, it might as well be clubwear.

She is wearing her blindfold, as usual.]

Very well.

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Even if dressed up, gosh, have some fun.]

Kiss or dare?

[voreaciously]

[what is fun]

Dare.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I dare you...

To dress up in something new.

There's a magic closet over there.

[voreaciously]

Excuse me then.

[she leaves and comes back wearing an off the shoulder dress that comes to her knees. there are layers of chiffon and sheer accents.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He will wait patiently.]

[Will whistle when she comes back.] You look nice.

[voreaciously]

...Thank you.

[unsure if he's joking or serious but she decides she doesn't care]

Kiss or dare?

[bowtiedbones]

Aidée! Kiss or dare?

[voreaciously]

[holy shit she's just gonna blush a little eliza U CAN'T JUST


call her by her nickname wow]

...Good evening. Dare, please.

[bowtiedbones]

[no dares given yet and she's already made two people blush, A GOOD NIGHT FOR ELIZA]

I dare you to recite a limerick.

[voreaciously]

There once was a lady with hair of spun gold
Who was very smart if I may be so bold
She is competent and sweet
Completed many a feat
Truly a splendid woman when all is told

[bowtiedbones]

Oh! Oh, wow! Did you make that up right on the spot??

[voreaciously]

Yes...it is not my best composition, I apologise.

[malignstar]

Ladies choice.

[voreaciously]

You may go first, then.

[malignstar]

Living on the edge, huh? Okay, I dare you to say something you like best about yourself.

[voreaciously]

[without missing a beat]

I am always on time, if not early.

[malignstar]

I guess that's a pretty cool thing to be proud of. I'm terrible at time. Your turn!

[voreaciously]

I dare you to tell jokes for two minutes.

[bluediligence]

[ How do you even stand in those heels tho ]

Kiss or dare?

[voreaciously]

[They're like five inches too so magic and determination.]

Good evening to you. Dare, please.

[bluediligence]

Hmm, okay! Let's see ... I dare you to tell a joke.

[voreaciously]

[...

she'll fucking do it.]

Why did the tomato turn red? Because it saw the salad dressing.

[bluediligence]

[ omg ]

[ yes ]

Good one! [ GENUINE DELIGHT ]

[voreaciously]

I cannot take credit for it, it was told to me actually.