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

[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.

[everythinghappens]

Virologists are weird sometimes, don't worry about it! Definitely don't think about it.

Also answer the question.

[voreaciously]

I'm afraid I have not developed my palate sufficiently to answer the question. Perhaps...riesling or namazake. There are some others. Why?

[everythinghappens]

Riesling, huh? Now that brings back memories.

In her name, Riesling. Let justice be done.

[voreaciously]

I like others, as well. Shiraz, merlot, some other whites, but riesling is quite versatile in its pairings. Why do you ask?

[everythinghappens]

No reason, Riesling.

Anyways, if you ever need repairs I can prooooooobably figure you out. Maybe.

[voreaciously]

...My name is 80H. I do not need a new name.

[certainly not one named for VERY DELICIOUS alcohol]

[everythinghappens]

For a broken doll, you sure are particular about your name. Guess there's still some sense of identity left in there, huh?

[voreaciously]

It is an efficient and serviceable name. I do not see any reason to further complicate matters.

[everythinghappens]

The only time a name is "efficient" is when it's what you are, and everyone is more than just a name.

Well, everyone except me, obviously.

[voreaciously]

My name is what I am. It's a truncated form of my designation.

[everythinghappens]

A designation is just what you were built for. It's not what you are once you step out of the factory. Even drones understand that.

Virology 101, Merlot. Identity is the most abhorrent form of information. Unidentifiable, undistillable, uncategorizable, unconfirmable, and yet so easily malleable - it's the greatest flaw of consciousness. I'm not sure how you put yourself in that body without realizing that. Or maybe you've fallen victim to it, yourself? Ha.

[voreaciously]

It is what I was built for and what I am, however.

As you say; virology is not one of my formal disciplines. I will defer to your knowledge.

[everythinghappens]

You're very cute, you know.

[voreaciously]

I am not.

[breeze voice tells her to shut up]

...and I fail to see how, but thank you.

[everythinghappens]

I could tell you.

[ hey hey hey

did you want a mad scientist to be immediately in your personal space ]

Or, since it's absolutely stupid to believe anything you haven't observed, I could show you.

[voreaciously]

[she doesn't so much as shift as she's in her personal space]

...Show me how?

[everythinghappens]

[ cool.

she's just gonna put her hands on 80H's hips, then. ]

You're a smart girl, right? Come on, show me that perceptiveness I know - haha, sorry - believe you've got.

[voreaciously]

...I have just eaten people and I am, perhaps, dangerous to be around.

[she doesn't remove her hands from her hips but she does not engage her, either.]

[everythinghappens]

And I'm excited because I watched a monstrous horse murder and eat a girl and then fight an equally monstrous dog and eat that, too.

Incidentially, I'm told I'm definitely dangerous.

[voreaciously]

[....]

You would not happen to be a kami, would you?

[or are you Just Like This]

[everythinghappens]

Victory is victory.

[voreaciously]

[siiiiiighs but not actually

on the one hand, she would...no, she does not truly get a say.]

...Can in wait, a little? I must attend to some matters first.

[honestly, perhaps she could use the distraction anyway]