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itscurtains2021-07-10 12:07 pm
stagemanagers) wrote in itscurtains2021-07-10 12:07 pm
fifth trial
[As the investigation ends, you'll hear the Wizard's voice inviting you to the auditorium. As this happens, the twin doors on either side of the concession stand, across from the gym, will click open. You can enter on either side; both go to the same place.
When you enter the auditorium, it's dark. There's only the small lights along the walkway behind all the seats, just enough to illuminate where you're going. There's a central path between the seats, down towards where you know the stage must be. That's where you must be going, right? As you pass each row of seats, the lights at their ends flick on, marking your procession and slowly making more and more of the room visible. Shortly, you can see your destination: a circle of podiums stationed in the orchestra pit, below the lip of the darkened, curtained stage. They're all identical, labeled with a cast member's name. Discord, Elle, Orpheus and Eurydice now have theirs draped in black crepe and with a framed monochrome photo of them on top. At Maya's podium is a stool with a fresh amaryllis flower carefully set on it.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. The Wizard is once again waiting for you. Beside it Hester is slowly lowers in on her bubble. She's still in her pretty pink prom dress, her hair restyled and make-up freshened to not be so messy from sleep. It's also worth noting the blood on her skirt from when she assisted in helping Maya with her injury is gone.
The mechanical head, with glowing green eyes, is installed above the stage and the still-closed curtain. Even if you were standing on the stage, it'd be well out of reach. It peers down at all of you, its motions fluid, and speaks with a booming, artificial-sounding voice:]
Welcome to your fifth trial, everyone. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Elle, Orpheus and Eurydice. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
When you enter the auditorium, it's dark. There's only the small lights along the walkway behind all the seats, just enough to illuminate where you're going. There's a central path between the seats, down towards where you know the stage must be. That's where you must be going, right? As you pass each row of seats, the lights at their ends flick on, marking your procession and slowly making more and more of the room visible. Shortly, you can see your destination: a circle of podiums stationed in the orchestra pit, below the lip of the darkened, curtained stage. They're all identical, labeled with a cast member's name. Discord, Elle, Orpheus and Eurydice now have theirs draped in black crepe and with a framed monochrome photo of them on top. At Maya's podium is a stool with a fresh amaryllis flower carefully set on it.
When you reach the podiums, the lights above the stage finally come on. The Wizard is once again waiting for you. Beside it Hester is slowly lowers in on her bubble. She's still in her pretty pink prom dress, her hair restyled and make-up freshened to not be so messy from sleep. It's also worth noting the blood on her skirt from when she assisted in helping Maya with her injury is gone.
The mechanical head, with glowing green eyes, is installed above the stage and the still-closed curtain. Even if you were standing on the stage, it'd be well out of reach. It peers down at all of you, its motions fluid, and speaks with a booming, artificial-sounding voice:]
Welcome to your fifth trial, everyone. It's time to determine who was responsible for the murder of Elle, Orpheus and Eurydice. Feel free to talk amongst yourselves and work together - you'll have to show teamwork if you want to leave this room alive.
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And it just.
Stays open for a moment.]
Spongebob, I... We can't do that. Even if you're right, the risk is too great. And nobody here wants to die.
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And you saw the motive this week, right? How do you know that he’s going to just keep making us sick like this until we all kill each other off? Or worse? I know we have people helping us, but they’re struggling! We can’t just sit here and hope that something good happens.
Sometimes you gotta take risks, Cass.
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Think about why we're all here: the wizard wants us to suffer, but he also wants us to die. He could force all of us into torture for the rest of time - instead, he gives us motives each week and makes us vote for who lives or dies. If we chose to... to end it, here and now, how is that any different from giving the Wizard exactly what he wants; us, suffering.
And if it doesn't work out, we might never get home, Spongebob! I want to go home! I want to apologize to everyone for the things I did! Even if I'm already dead. But I can't do that if we're all trapped in the Wizard's school as ghosts.
I'm... sorry, Spongebob. But I can't make things right if I'm stuck here. That's too great a risk.
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What do we do then, Cass? Just kill someone who was innocent? Hope that next week will be different? That the Wizard’s motive won’t be worse? That he doesn’t just get bored and kill us anyway?
I’m so tired of us doing nothing, Cass.
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[And yet... Can she do it? Deep down?
Can she really just throw her life away?]
We need to take a stand, but we can't do like... like that. I wish I could give you an answer, Spongebob. Really.
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What if we tried? See how the Wizard reacts?
If he’s that quick to kill us he would have done it a month ago.
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.....
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If we try, and it fails, we'll be dead. And everyone will have died for nothing.
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[He looks at the Wizard, then whispers in Cass’s ear.]
What if we see how he reacts. He wouldn’t instantly kill us if we refuse, right?
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She looks at him. Then, she looks at Elsa, and the rest of their loved ones.]
...It might still end in our deaths, but...
[She sighs. Dammit.]
Maybe not. Not at first, anyway.
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What do we have to lose? I know the Wizard wants us for something besides immediately killing us.
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[And that's all she says.]