The Fourth Trial

[hot_mess_express]

Who: Heroes
When: Day 9, Midday
Where: The Dragon's Tower


Come hither, Heroes. Prove thy worth.

The earth rumbles beneath your feet with a mighty roar. This time a crumbling stone tower looms above you, unscalable and unbreachable. At the top of the tower is a single window with a single light, beckoning. The only entrance at the base is an arched wooden door which creaks in protest when you open it.


Upon entering the tower you will find yourself in a large room with high walls constructed of dark, uneven brick stone. The ceiling is so high that you cannot see anything but darkness as torches lining the walls serve as the only source of light. The room itself is achingly cold. It’s reminiscent of a dungeon… or a treasure room.

But the only treasure to be found lies in the middle of the room; a small pile of seven bracelets, each one inlaid with a beautiful jewel corresponding to each team’s color. It may be fairly obvious, but just in case anyone is slow on the uptake:

“What is it that you treasure in this world? What are you willing to give up? Until you can decide that much, you will not be allowed to leave this room. It matters not to me if you rot in here.

However, I will tell you this much; should you decide who among you is most precious, only they may bear the weight of your altruism.”


Mingle | Pre-Game Rules | Hostages | Rooms | Endgame

Comments

Re: ENDGAME

[fisherofmen]

[ honestly not even bothering with getting his illusion up in front of other people so he's just, still in this fucking skirt and pajama mix like he honestly ran out the door to get to the game and forgot which bottoms he was wearing

also, sticking closely to other jasmines and deliberately avoiding other people, but you can probably catch him while he's fucking around ]

Re: ENDGAME

[unaffective]

[ stalking from around corners: yorha edition are you tired of this yet. ]

Re: ENDGAME

[fisherofmen]

[ well ]

Kawanokami!

[ finding her, actually ]

Let's go home already. That was really tiresome, right?

1/3

[unaffective]

[ just stares at him for a little bit, shocked. how could he possibly have found her does he not know she's not 80H? that seems hard to believe. for someone like him, even if he isn't positive, he has to have noticed something being odd, but she can't be sure. but what is she supposed to do? where is she supposed to go, exactly? should she just go back to jasmine's carriage until this is done, since she has 80H's chain, or should they exchange them? it's - the stress of being in this body is different enough from her own that it's almost relieving, the kudzu and those other hungers aren't exactly welcome, but she feels content to take them in stride in comparison, but even if that's not her name, that's his face and his voice, ushering her home after what certainly was a long day, and ]

2/3 I'm so sorry I don't know where any of these icons are

[unaffective]

[ she just kinda ]

ok you're free now

[unaffective]

[ starts crying? like, full on sobbing, clutching at the fabric of her clothes, about to double over ]

free

[fisherofmen]

[ completely unfazed, stepping closer as if to catch her before she could fall ]

Yeah, it was pretty stressful. I didn't know you were such a delicate girl, but that's kind of cute, too.

[ with one arm over his shoulder he's trying to pull her, which, you know, servant strength ]

Let's go home.

[unaffective]

[ doesn't put up much in the way of a fight, sort of walking alongside him but the more he talks the harder she cries and eventually she just kind of has to like. stop ] S-Shirou -

[fisherofmen]

[





stops ]

[unaffective]

[ yay now I get to try stationary sobbing ]

[fisherofmen]

[ or i can drag you to jasmine even harder

by even harder i mean that he's not terribly rough but he is much more insistent, if he has to bodily pick her up he will ]

[unaffective]

[ yeah

He can just pull her along. ]

[fisherofmen]

[ all the way to jasmine's car, and then his own room - when the door closes he lets her collapse onto the ground ]

[unaffective]

[ yeah that's a 340 pound robot tumbling to your floor crying

she just sticks around there for a bit, overwhelmed, gasping his name out between sobs. just like, you know, in case he thought he might possibly have misheard her ]

Shirou . . . Shirou -

[fisherofmen]

[



so it really is like that.

he thinks, briefly. how should he kill her? no, that isn't right. if he kills her, then it'll be suspicious. plus, she's in his teammate's body, not her own - so that would just be a mess.

kill her later. find information now. yes, do it that way. ]

. . .

[ carefully moving a hand down to pet her head ]

[unaffective]

[ slowly but surely, her crying manages to subside to just a few sniffles, then into silence as she leans her head into the contact

but she doesn't say anything ]

[fisherofmen]

. . . Sorry.

[unaffective]

I love you...

[ murmured weakly, with some rawness ]

... Why are you apologizing to me...?

[fisherofmen]

Well.

[ quietly ]

You're crying.

[unaffective]

You aren't to blame for... ... That isn't your fault. It's simply - [ where does she even start? she would've preferred to have kept watching him from afar so he wouldn't be bothered with her, but she already said his name, didn't she? and he stopped. does he know who he is? how much does he know? she rolls her head against his hand a little forgetful of the situation, as if on reflex, heavy ] ... It's simply that - I was happy to see you...

[fisherofmen]

. . . You know, I don't know you.

[ with a firm tone, though gentle around the edges ]

You know that, right?

[unaffective]

... I'm aware. This you - you aren't someone that has met with me. To that end - I was uncertain of how to best approach you... I wasn't certain what could be said... However - [ with some weariness to it. ] ... No, rather... I suppose it's best that I first ask the extent of your own memories. Do you remember very much...? [ and with a pause, looking up at him through her eyelashes, just barely, ] You are Masuda Shirou, aren't you...?

[fisherofmen]

. . . I don't remember anything.

[ steadily, without a hint of anything betraying him in his eyes ]

I don't recognize what that is. Is that supposed to be my name?

[unaffective]

You were surprised when I called your name earlier, weren't you...? [ but that's easily contributed to him not remembering his name and being surprised to hear her call one, so she doesn't pursue that line of thought much further. he could be asking leading questions to figure out what she knows - it wouldn't be that out of character, but whether that's true or not he's not the one being interrogated here. ] Yes, that's correct. You were born into the Masuda family in the year 1621 and given the name of Shirou, followed at some time by the baptismal name of Francisco. I - If there is anything that you would like to know, please - ask me. I will put forth my utmost efforts to seeing your questions answered.

[lapofluxury]

[hello yes I am here to get my arm fixed?]

Hey.