The Twenty-Fifth Trial [Mirror] - Winners and Endgame

[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When:Day 52, night
Where: near the Train

The rain falls harder, and the snake sneers at you as you exit the temples... Lightning strikes and the snake laughs like thunder... But that's all, the mocking laughter rings in your ears as the scenery shifts back to the normal Train area. Those who revive will do so near the Train as the winners and survivors reappear.

Ginger and Licorice double win for both surviving and targeting a Priest! For these teams they get 800 points.

Jasmine wins for surviving! They get 500 points.

Everyone on a winning team is revived and fully healed.

Everyone else... Is revived. And healed. However in whatever death wounds they received they have, instead of scars, white scales for their skin.

Smaller wounds will regenerate in a one to two days and will leave scales instead of scars unless healed otherwise.

All Kami remain hungry and able to shift to their monster form for the next day or so. Only meat will relieve this hunger.

Any Kami that were mad at the end of the game will retain a bit of mental instability for a day, in whatever form you prefer.

Priests, if they normally have powers, will find themselves somewhat weaker for a day.

It is not ICly known that these effects will wear off.

Comments

[everythinghappens]

Amane. You don't look so well, dear.

[voreaciously]

...That is not my name. You must have me mistaken for someone else.

[her voice is mostly devoid of inflection. she very nearly doesn't care about lying about this.

But it's habit at this point, it happens on autopilot.]

[everythinghappens]

Oh, yes, I'm sure there's a lot of blue haired girls on Jasmine. We could start a club, definitely.

[voreaciously]

[to be fair, she never said she was on jasmine as a child and her hair is a much different shade as 80H]

Good luck with that.

[everythinghappens]

[ fortunately, rufus told her she was on jasmine, so, ]

You really didn't seem like the type to let a little cannibalism get you down.

[voreaciously]

[goddamnit, rufus!!!!!

anyway she's just met victory and the idea that she's already disappointed her actually...bothers her a little? fucked up.]

...I am fine. I was not injured.

[everythinghappens]

You're standing around staring at the sky and speaking in monotone. The rain makes it look like you're a protagonist who's parents just died. Besides that, you look and sound like a Doll that lost its tether.

[voreaciously]

[she looks at her, at least.]

I always sound like this.

[everythinghappens]

You sure grew up rough, huh?

[voreaciously]

[nah, she cannot cop to that otherwise she's admitting she grew up at all]

How might I help you?

[everythinghappens]

I'm making the rounds. I'm not a medical doctor, but I do happen to be very good at talking to people.

[voreaciously]

I see.

[80H curtsies because why the fuck not.]

I am 80H of Jasmine.

[everythinghappens]

Such a polite girl! Victory Gin, of Ginger. From the name I assume I was correct in saying you look and sound like a Doll?

[voreaciously]

I am an android, so perhaps a Doll by another name, Ms Gin.

[everythinghappens]

Just Victory's fine! But that's interesting. I figured someone into dollcraft would become a doll by the same name.

[voreaciously]

We are newly acquainted, I could not be so presumptuous and familiar.

[hnnngh look can you at least pretend to humour her lies like

seriously.]

I would appreciate it if you kept what you believe you know to yourself, please and thank you.

[don't go spreadin her name n' shit around god THIS IS A DISASTER]

[everythinghappens]

[ but it's funny to just keep talking like she didn't even lie at all why do you hate fun 80H? ]

Right, right, I get it. I don't call myself Victoria anymore, after all.

[voreaciously]

You seem to be in excellent spirits.

1/4

[everythinghappens]

An excellent spirit a day keeps the virulent destructive impulse-inducing thoughtforms away!

Ah, you know? 80H is kind of a boring name, right? It's too straight off the assembly line. So unimaginitive, it's like naming a work of art the same thing you'd name a military drone. Hell, even our drones had better names! I guess that one was my fault, though.

[everythinghappens]

My fault, my fault. Everything that happens -

[everythinghappens]

[everythinghappens]

Hey, so what's your favourite alcoholic drink?

[ like that wasn't weird at all. she's laughing now, see! It's fine. ]

[voreaciously]

...Are you quite alright?

[everythinghappens]

I am, I am! Haha, why?

[voreaciously]

I am not so certain? You paused there after a strange non-sequitur.