auroraexpress | The Seventeeth Trial

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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Of course. Sometimes people need an emotional terrorist.

Spoken like a terrorist.

Yep.

[Blame Faito. You think he's bad, WAIT FOR HER.]

But! Okay, got sidetracked, but you remember how we talked about possibly heroic spirits back home for me?

I'm pretty sure we got ghosts, so suddenly a lot more possible.

[He's going to love her.]

Is this related to Church?

[She's the worst/best.]

That's right. You know that armor we wear? Like, you can't even see a person in there.

Well, when we were doing something, I noticed one of the enemy soldiers acting peculiar and then I immediately thought 'is Church really going in there' and when I tried to contact him, Caboose was trying to distract me and Church, or his armor, was completely still. Like a statue.

Or like armor that was empty. Because he went to possess someone else.

Which, you know, is a ghost thing to do.

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...I mean... I guess I can't think of anything but a ghost or spirit hat does possession.

You know some interesting people.

The Reds and Blues are very.....very interesting people.

Like.

Downright baffling sort of way.

How would you describe them? Well. I guess I saw Sarge and Donut...

No one would throw out a smart AI. Whatever Lopez is, he's not a smart AI, but sarcasm shouldn't be in a dumb AI programm. That, combined with Freckles supposed 'malfunction' says there's something about those robots that's odd.

There's Church, of course.

Caboose was able to do an obstacle course faster than it took me to say a sentence and I have no idea how because there was no way to take a shortcut through the cave.

And he can't tell the difference between his face and helmet.

The Reds played house in our shipwreck canyon, while trying to pretend they weren't.

Tucker barely knows how to get through Basic level exercises.

As Church and Caboose said, none of their plans ever work.

All evidence points to being terrible kind of soldiers.

And somehow.

Someway.

We're all warriors of such caliber the civil war armies both want us.

Sounds like a motley crew of misfits.

That you're really fond of.

Wasn't at first. Wanted to throttle the lot of them.

But then I guess I became Blue Team leader? I really wanted them to be okay and to be prepared for anything, even if Tucker bitched the whole time.

Was pretty much ready to fight the whole Federal Army and Locus to get them and keep them safe.

I'm not surprised that's how you ended up. You don't seem too reserved when you like someone

True. And I do like them a lot. Initial frustration and.....continued frustration aside.

Your fondness for them is obvious in how you talk about them.

[He chuckles.] True.

But they're my team, what can I say?

...

[You don't have to be fond of your team though? But... it's nice that Dusk is.]

I think that expression says everything.

[Listen, Teams Are A Big Deal to him. He will be fond of them and this is why he hasn't actually tried to murder Midnight.]

I guess it does.

[He chuckles and nudges his side.] Should give me a dare. Still gotta help my team here win a trial.

Ah right. My turn huh?

I'm struggling to think of something. So I dare you to give me inspiration.

Feats of dumb acrobatics, singing, dancing, romancing, compliments, more fun facts I've learned, dare to kiss you anyway, put on more accessories, give you a piggy back ride.