The Eighteenth Trial

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Who: Trialgoers
When: Day 41, morning
Where:

I hope you were expecting to suddenly find yourself in a very different body from the one you're used to. No? You weren't? Ah, that's too bad … It's happened, and you're just going to have to Deal With It. In your hands is a foldable waterproof map, a six-sided die, and a whistle that you can hang around your neck.

To add insult to injury, you cannot, no matter how hard you try, reveal who you are or what team you're on.

Mingle | Rules & Info | Whistles | Walkie Talkies
Zone 1 | Zone 2 | Zone 3 | Zone 4 | Zone 5
Finish | Turn in

Comments

[crowno]

Am I going to regret it?

[holding still though. HAVE AT.]

[mamaroach]

[produces a BEDAZZLER!!!]

Not a chance.

[starts to bedazzle crow's jacket on the back. In a lovely, flowery, sparkly script reads: "Abstinence is the way to go!"

On the front, they start to bedazzle what is starting to look like a cute birb.]

[crowno]

Is Crow going to to regret this?

[mamaroach]

[just this face]

[crowno]

[twisting to try and read the back of the jacket]

Hey! Hey???

[mamaroach]

Relaaaax, I'm only teasing. It's fine, I just couldn't resist.

Turn 19

[mamaroach]

[The snowman lets them pass after that bit of impromptu decorating.

Only for a faerie to get in the way next.]

A snowball fight? Really? [well, could be worse.]

I guess that one's not so bad. No problem.

[on the walkie-talkie yet again. man this is getting to be some kinda habit]

Hey who wants to have a snowball fight?

Re: Turn 19

[plscoffeeneednap]

You really aren't very lucky, huh?

Not sure how good I'll be right now, but I can play.

[mamaroach]

Isn't looking that way, no.

Thanks, though, I appreciate it.

[plscoffeeneednap]

It's cool.

[Gathering up some snow.] You seem a little harried. Tasks haven't been too bad, have they?

[mamaroach]

Nah, I've been managing, just wish my luck were a bit better. At least we can help one another, don't know what I'd do without that option.

[starts to form a mound of snowballs]

[plscoffeeneednap]

I'd have been stuck ten feet in the air for who knows how many turns.

[mamaroach]

A good thing that didn't happen, yeah?

[plscoffeeneednap]

Oh yeah, don't need the head rush.

Okay, may wanna keep this fight short. Five balls sound good?

[mamaroach]

Sounds good.

[but they don't wait a moment more before launching a snowball, keeping their strength in mind and in check.]

[plscoffeeneednap]

[It's greatly appreciated. She'd rather not give Eliza a black eye via snowball.]

[There's a yelp as the snowball connects though and ugh, not used to LIMBS, but she's moving to throw back a snowball.]

[mamaroach]

[they're just going to dodge incoming fire while firing two more shots this time!]

[plscoffeeneednap]

[She manages to dodge the first one, but gets nailed with the another, though no yelp this time.]

[Going to throw back two of her own though, less caring of the first hitting, but absolutely using it to help lead the second shot.]

[mamaroach]

[she gets hit with that second shot]

Good one!

[instead of another two shots they combine the two snowballs into one big one and feints in one direction before launching it in another.]

[plscoffeeneednap]

Whoa!

[And there's sudden big snowball.]

[Which she manages to dodge.]

[By limboing it so it's a question if that's a win as she overbalances and falls back right into a snowdrift.]