auroraexpress | The Twenty-Third Trial

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The Twenty-Third Trial

Who: trialgoers etc!
When: Day 50, morning
Where: the ~trial zone~

[Another morning, another Trial! Ugh.

At least this one seems normal, starting out with a shake and the Hermit’s booming voice:]

"Good morning, Heroes. You can guess why you're being called, but before we begin I have an official statement. The Prince of Stars and associates were not responsible for yesterday's Trial. It appears the system was copied by a Malicious entity -- we apologize for any confusion and are doing our best to locate this entity and find a way to prevent any such incidents in the future.

In the meantime, we've scheduled a low-stress Trial for today to lift your spirits. With teamwork and a little silliness, let's search for unity and peace within ourselves."

[The Hermit's tent is in the clearing, awaiting your arrival.]

rules | sign-in | mingle | rooms | winners & endgame

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

So? Having a stake in the race doesn't taint your motives in my book. It's pretty damn important to care about existing.

[He's looking at Dusk thoughtfully.]

I'm just letting you know that the guy I met that day and the guy I'm talking to now, and the guy who may remember more tomorrow.... I trust him. I trust you. I really consider you an important friend, whatever you have to say about it.

That's all.

True. A lot easier to have faith in people's good intentions when they'll admit they're getting something out of it too.

[There is SOMETHING about hearing that. That makes something twist and it's. Hard. To put into words. What it all is.]

You're my friend too. And honestly, that means a lot for trust.

I mean, one thing to be a raging asshole, other thing to turn on your friends.

Something like that.

[He'll leave it at that. But he does think even if Dusk stabbed him in the back he'd wait to hear why, first.]

....seriously though, if I stab you in the back, I'm either irredeemable or possessed by like...space slugs.

[HE CAN SEE YOUR GEARS MISTER.]

My bet's on space slugs.

They can be a real problem.

Do they happen often?

Only if you try to hide in an astroid belt on minimal systems for hours on end.

Weird shit happens.

Space sounds very hazardous.

Well, it is a vacuum where you'd die in moments if you're not in some air tight container with artificial atmosphere.

Aside from, you know, that. You'd think that would be enough hazard.

You'd think, but think about all the hazards you can run into on a single planet.

The universe is big and full of plenty of things that want to kill you.