The Coordinators (
trustbound) wrote in
trustfell2017-11-18 12:07 pm
Taking Responsibility.
| A while after that space behind and above the game room has been accessed, after things have been looked over, Jericho can be heard over the intercom; apparently, it works over in that area as well. "Wow, you guys really are having a great time going through our stuff, aren't you? Good for you! Seriously, look at all of you go, utilizing Rule Four and everything. It's cute as hell. I'm guessing you want something out of all of this, though – I mean, we absolutely could leave you there to just sort of mull things over until somebody else dies, but that seems like a waste of everybody's time, and believe it or not, I'm not too crazy about wasting tme. So if you're all happy with what you found, go ahead and head down to the courtroom – as always, we'll be waiting for you." And as he's said, the door the courtroom below is unlocked and open when you arrive; as always, feel free to follow that darkened stairwell down to that familiar room made of concrete and steel. There are so few of you now. Kyrie's photograph has joined the others in the circle that have their pictures in monochrome, their podiums draped in black – but notably, the podiums have all been rearranged. There are definite patterns to it, if you look; either way, feel free to find and take your place. The pit in the center of the circle remains darkened, but it isn't as though it matters much for the time being, given that there would be no one in it; after all, the thirty-sixth podium, across from all of you, is occupied. Hilda is standing there, dressed in black as always, a notebook folded tightly against her chest – not the notebook that killed Aligula, but a nice leatherbound one. She looks at everyone expectantly as they walk in; the implication is incredibly clear. It's you against the guilty. Take control of your fate, and hold them responsible. When she does speak, it's simple and straightforward, especially as compared to Jericho's rambling. "Let's begin, shall we?" |

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[he still doesn't know what a Christianity is.]
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[ she tried to hide them but she was playing with them often enough after Kimblee died, so Elda couldn't help but notice that they are or look similar to them. ]
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[he kind of hands 'em on over!]
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[ But she'll take them all the same, sort of spinning the rocks in her hands with a distinct frown. She'll set them next to the cat-robot-corpse thing on her podium. ]
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If those red stones are Kimblee's, I think I can see the connection. Could they be possessions of previous masterminds?
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Especially since I found them right outside of what appears to be Jericho's room.
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Jericho keeps all sorts of weird stuff. I don't know why he keeps that specific stuff around. He's explained some of it to me, but not much.
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...
Also the doll.
[the mew mew etc fig, because he is from before anime.]
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Red thing and the doll belong to the people who made the Kingmakers flip their collective shit.
The bling goes with somebody that really needs to not exist.
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[excuse you, archie rules]
So either he was successful and they're trophies or they're sort of the equivalent of sleeping with a photograph of your nemesis on the pillow next to yours.
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There were masterminds in those folders we never met though, right? Those Kingmaker guys. They could be objects connected to them.
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Wait, do you know him?
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If it is the person you're thinking of, that means you just... attract people who run these things.
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...I can't deny that, but I take offense on principle. I only met that guy once, and it was ten years ago!
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Maybe we should... check it out after we're done here, if we don't end up neutralized or anything.
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