auroraexpress | The Twenty-Eighth Trial

Who: trialgoers
When: Day 60 all day
Where: the trial zone and elsewhere

[Sometime this morning (morning? there's still no sun, so what's the difference), you feel the call to a new Trial.

The entrance to the Trial Zone is a new one: a tower has sprung up in the clearing, like a bit of a fairytale castle. It's made of a sparkling pink granite and has lovely star-themed carvings -- if you can see them behind the excess of neon and lights its been decorated with. If the fairy godmother made a dance club, this would be it!

Rather than a disembodied "come hither", your call is a video on a big screen above the entrance -- a young man in a masquerade mask and a flashy, witchy costume (including a big hat) stands... on top of the tower?? It's hard to see up there, but on the screen you can tell he's got twinkly star-filled hair and a black cat with blue eyes perched on his shoulder. He's also striking a pose.]

Heroes of Distant Stars, gather 'round! I, the mysterious and handsome witch of love, have a Trial for you! Come into my party tower and prove your love to me! If you're not a weenie, that is...

[Upon entering the tower, you find yourself in a vast ballroom. Lit with rainbow lights, magic sparkles, and an excess of blacklights and glowing things, it really does look like a club. Bubbly electronic pop blares over the speakers, though there are several tables and curtained-off booths if you'd prefer to avoid the dance floor. One table includes infinitely re-filling glasses of fruity soda, which lower inhibitions incrementally as you consume them (though only for positive urges). If you wish to get even more in the mood, there's a changing room with costumes -- all hybrids of fantasy and neon pop, just like the decor.

Time to get your love on!]

Rules ☆ Turn-in ☆ Winners & Endgame

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...Yet again I question the suitability of our leadership...

Would you prefer the bespelled foodstuffs?

I'd prefer a more dignified demeanour in general.

I do not disagree. However this is far preferable to forcefully including us in his lack of decorum.

You're correct. Nevertheless, that this is a slightly less humiliating display of foolishness doesn't preclude complaints about his attitude.

However humiliating you find him, I do suggest refraining from overthrowing him until you are certain you could do his work better than he is currently doing.

I have relevant experience.

[A charming smile!]

But I know better than to act prematurely. If nothing else, it's clear his group is powerful and well-meaning.

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bestbrotherever - 2020-03-15 05:25 (UTC) - Expand

He's certainly....

Bombastic.

That's one way to put it.

Yeah.

I'm Solar Flare.

Rufus Albarea. I'd say it's a pleasure, but the circumstances are somewhat of a damper.

[He just. Hates Cardy's personality so much. It reminds him of someone from home...]

Rufus...

Oh, you're the person whose apparently got an affinity with horses. [She looks him over.] Still don't know what they mean by that...

Not much for the kissing thing then?

Not intimately with strangers, but a courtly peck is acceptable.

[But, on the other subject...]

I do have experience handling horses, but I have to wonder why that would be relevant here.