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theairlock2018-03-10 12:11 pm
airlockedmods) wrote in theairlock2018-03-10 12:11 pm
fourth trial
[You get a little time after your investigation is over, but not too long. Your Overseer might still be missing but someone else is.
When everyone has gathered at the door near Fourt's, the impenetrable sheet metal opens automatically. This won't take you outside either; instead, it leads to a long hallway. Like a walk-through aquarium, the walls and ceiling are all made of thick glass, giving you an even better view of the stars outside. There's no sign that the mall is attached to some kind of large-scale station. There's really not going to be an easy way to escape here, unless you get transportation.
You're led to a wide-open area, empty except for a circle of podiums in its center. They've changed from last week, with the three previously empty podiums replaces with greyscale portraits of Will, Queenie and Jamie along with Varric and Clarith. The walls here are equally transparent, and they seem to have lines of large hatches going along them, as if this is where one might park one's spaceship when going on a fun space mall adventure. Shame you don't know anything about those.
You already know what you're here to do. You'd best be getting along with it.]
When everyone has gathered at the door near Fourt's, the impenetrable sheet metal opens automatically. This won't take you outside either; instead, it leads to a long hallway. Like a walk-through aquarium, the walls and ceiling are all made of thick glass, giving you an even better view of the stars outside. There's no sign that the mall is attached to some kind of large-scale station. There's really not going to be an easy way to escape here, unless you get transportation.
You're led to a wide-open area, empty except for a circle of podiums in its center. They've changed from last week, with the three previously empty podiums replaces with greyscale portraits of Will, Queenie and Jamie along with Varric and Clarith. The walls here are equally transparent, and they seem to have lines of large hatches going along them, as if this is where one might park one's spaceship when going on a fun space mall adventure. Shame you don't know anything about those.
You already know what you're here to do. You'd best be getting along with it.]
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[He asks it as gently as he can.]
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This week's motive was even more cruel than the last three, and for no apparent reason at first, just an excuse that we weren't dying off quickly enough when we've kept to their schedule against our will. We know now that they were executing people we were counting on to save us. Given that Xander-san's apparently been replaced, as well as that he broke whatever conditioning was on him at least enough to remember Jamie-san and try to rebel, and what that did to him, we can all assume that he would have been next. That unfortunately leaves everyone in this room a suspect: many of us want to save Xander-san and bring him back to us, at least one of us wants to kill him himself, and everyone wants to stop his bosses killing off any other hope we might have to escape.
Clarith-san was killed by an explosion that went off just this morning. Some of us arrived in time to try to save her, but from what I heard, it was too late. Did anyone hear her say anything or were her words still jumbled?
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A good thing Jane didn't find anything of value in the investigation this week because she is going to let out a tired, pitiful noise and put her head in her hands.]
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Clarith was- ...if there's any chance at all this was some kind of accident, someone needs to come forward now.
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Clarith's blood loss was caused by glass shrapnel, though I couldn't distinguish anything that might have broken in the explosion to cause it. It seemed as if she was sitting at a table writing when something exploded, apparently.
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Perhaps... possibly a bottle?
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[Church is still in his dress from last night, a little haphazard and smoked, and no shoes because he had heels on last night and genuinely fuck that. He's also still a little made up. He probably looks silly for how serious he is.]
As far as what did it. [He sets the roomba on his podium.] 'Sploding roomba.
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I don't think we should heckle him. Just... a feeling I've got...... It's nice to hear you again, I guess, PAL?
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I found a disassembled roomba, books about robots and explosives... And some sketches of an explosive as well.
So... It looks like someone spent some time planning this.
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[So this would make it...the first somewhat-planned murder in this mall. The first one that couldn't be an accident.]
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Body check
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[Y'know, apart from Clarith's blood you all saw get on him.]
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Is... it possible someone could have changed their clothes?
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[ Max is clear! ]
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Nothing out of place other than the bandages on her right hand if you hadn't seen them before, considering her isolation the last day and a half.]
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[For just a second, the wind goes out of his sails. Head bowed.]
It wasn't supposed to be Clarith.
[But then his head snaps back up, eyes burning.]
But it doesn't have to go like this, please! Just- listen!
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Voting Time
I, however, am ordering you to Vote.
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...Is it truly just human nature to use and discard others as if they're naught but tools to be cast aside? You would nearly prove that my efforts' only reward is betrayal and selfishness once again?
I don't accept that. Not after all of this. Not after being trusted by so many even in the face of being set up as a murderer.
[Ardyn stood straight, as steady and unflinching as the Old Wall itself. Clutching Yuuri's charm tightly in his left hand, he put the Ring of the Lucii on his right with finality.]
I am Ardyn Lucis Caelum--no, Ardyn Tenmyouji. Erased founder of Insomnia, fallen savior and forgotten Mystic King who swore to save you all, living and dead alike.
We're going to find a real way to get everyone back. Without playing gods or shedding an innocent girl's blood for no more than a freak possibility built on arrogance to do it.
[And with that, he brought his right hand down hard on the podium in front of him.]
>Champion of Earth
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Execution: Supernova
[The lights overhead go out, the circle illuminated by only the red lights coming from each empty podium... including The Doctor's.]
The votes have been tallied. The Time Lord who Lived... Come to die.
[When the lights come back up, he's no longer among the Champions. He's by himself. He whirls, ready to fight, at the sound of footsteps, pulling some kind of long tool from his pocket and pointing it. But he falls short of using it, his eyes going wide when he sees just how lifelike this robot looks... and how close the resemblance of the android is to a blonde young woman. The way his jaw clenches and head tilts gives a clear sense of "oh you motherfu-" and then she aims the big fucking gun she's carrying and takes a shot. The Doctor reels back, looks down at his hands. His hands and face begin to glow gold and fade into stardust. The Robose takes aim again to finish him off, but he aims at her.
And once again he can't do it. It's too much like her.
He points the tool in his hand toward the force field and the stars outside.]
ALLONS-Y!
[The tip of the screwdriver in his hand glows brilliantly blue. The cracks that appear in the force field glow white in response, almost...strangely symmetrical. But anyone trying to figure out what's going on will quickly find the light from both sources too blinding to keep watching. In fact, the light consumes the Doctor, consumes the Android Rose, consumes the entire execution chamber and even the trial room and all of the champions within it. All sight and sound are consumed by a rush of light, and then deafening, crushing silence.
And then...]