When I'm god, everyone dies

[trustmods]

Wednesday morning is off to a strange start. Anyone awake shortly after the morning chimes go off will be greeted with the mildly bizarre sight of candles set up in rows along the hallways; they seem to be forming a path leading somewhere upstairs. It seems your friends are still looking out for you. It also seems like they're probably doing it for a good reason, because... ...Is that something burning? It smells like something may have been burning in the ballroom at one point during the night. You might want to. Look into that. >Explore?

Comments

[antitrust]

Who else would it be, Geotic?

[oftheland]

I don't know, actually... but I might have a guess.

[antitrust]

Oh?

I would like to hear this guess of yours.

[oftheland]

Well, you could be Dio... or you could be Cabanela.

Or maybe you're both.

[antitrust]

[That gets a soft laugh out of him, actually.]

I see... That's an interesting theory.

If you have a way to prove or disprove it either way, I'd like to hear it; it's a little difficult to do that definitively, though, isn't it?

[oftheland]

Oh, no, I'm not going to pretend that I have proof. Just because there is a being with the ability to mimic appearances and voices doesn't mean it's you.

It's just a possibility, really.

[antitrust]

It is, yes. I won't deny that.

So you think that's the person you've been calling Conductor out there, then?

[oftheland]

Again, that's also a possibility... though, if he is, his height may have been a mite exaggerated.

[antitrust]

[...how dare you make him laugh at something that stupid.]

Valid point.

[oftheland]

Well, hey, I did find these boots in the vending machine that discreetly increase your height. It's always a possibility.