fifth trial
[With the last piece of evidence collected, Heisenberg's voice abruptly comes from everywhere and nowhere once again.]
Ready when you are. Come on up, Apprentices. You know the drill by now.
[Time to get in your weekly cardio climbing all these goddamn stairs again. Per usual, the ascension takes several minutes, with one final door remaining locked than that first time. The shimmer of purple shield magic remains, blocking the apprentices from accessing it but they'll know soon enough if they make it through this trial.
Finally they reach the courtroom door. It's a bit singed and a little splattered with dried blood. You'd think the tower would have eagerly drunk it up...but perhaps someone left it as a message. The door swings open to reveal a small set of steps, leading up to an imposing round chamber with a tapered roof. Twenty podiums stand in a circle in the center, lit brightly from below. Each podium is made of dark metal with a colored crystal matching the individual dorms enclosed on a thick glass dome on top of it. As always, greyed out portraits of the deceased have been added- Olive and Bruno. The courtroom looks completely unharmed from Hubert's attempt on Wednesday.
Heisenberg once again is up on his scaffold. He pulls a gas mask off of his head and runs a hand through his hair, before settling his hat back in its usual place.]
Hope you've brought your best. And all the evidence. You know how this goes by now. Either one person leaves here, or ten of you get the reward of going back down to the Institute.
Better get started.
Ready when you are. Come on up, Apprentices. You know the drill by now.
[Time to get in your weekly cardio climbing all these goddamn stairs again. Per usual, the ascension takes several minutes, with one final door remaining locked than that first time. The shimmer of purple shield magic remains, blocking the apprentices from accessing it but they'll know soon enough if they make it through this trial.
Finally they reach the courtroom door. It's a bit singed and a little splattered with dried blood. You'd think the tower would have eagerly drunk it up...but perhaps someone left it as a message. The door swings open to reveal a small set of steps, leading up to an imposing round chamber with a tapered roof. Twenty podiums stand in a circle in the center, lit brightly from below. Each podium is made of dark metal with a colored crystal matching the individual dorms enclosed on a thick glass dome on top of it. As always, greyed out portraits of the deceased have been added- Olive and Bruno. The courtroom looks completely unharmed from Hubert's attempt on Wednesday.
Heisenberg once again is up on his scaffold. He pulls a gas mask off of his head and runs a hand through his hair, before settling his hat back in its usual place.]
Hope you've brought your best. And all the evidence. You know how this goes by now. Either one person leaves here, or ten of you get the reward of going back down to the Institute.
Better get started.
Voting
You know the part that comes next.
[With a wave of his gloved hand, the podiums of the surviving apprentices all light up with the surviving apprentices' names.]
Vote, and get your goodbyes out of the way.
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> Loki of Asgard
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I'm sorry.
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['The gods have spoken,' echoed a distant memory, 'and I, Somnus Lucis Caelum, am king-']
[Somehow, it was harder to do again when raising a sword wasn't involved.]
>Loki of Asgard
Mei, come over here. Until this is over.
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[She nods and walks to Somnus's podium. Looks again at what must be her motive card, then at Loki.]
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[he is not great with kids despite having had one, but he tries]
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>Loki
When that's done and they wait he's going to take his harp (brought with him as it was last trial) and just absentmindedly play a little bit ]