trusthell | Final Investigation.

Final Investigation.

You've all done very well to make it this far, but it's not over yet.

The klaxons blare out today, as they always do – there's no reason they should do any differently, not least of which because it's a Thursday; strange things usually don't happen around here until Fridays, and there's no reason to think that today will be any different.

But as soon as you awaken and get a glimpse of what's happening down that first-floor corridor, it becomes very apparent that that's far from the case.

The usual rooms on the eastern wing of the first floor are gone entirely, replaced by more of that glossy black that coats the courtroom; it's a little vertigo-inspiring at first, but it's not dangerous.

Of more interest, then, is probably those three rooms that seem to be waiting for you – one to the north, two to the south.

Choose where you're going to go. Look around for a while.

What else are you going to do, after all?

>Explore?

[OOC: Welcome to the final investigation! The areas blocked off in rooms 2 and 3 will require card keys to open; otherwise, you are free to investigate at your leisure!

Remember, we need 15 comments total from each of you on this log somewhere!]

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I know one. And you can't tell me the others, because that'd be helping me out. Though I'd guess one's killing the Kingmaker himself.

[... Hmmm. Maybe this kind of question'll work?]

Okay then. What kind of questions can I ask you that will get answered? Just so I'm not wasting our time.

I CAN ANSWER SOME THINGS ABOUT THE GAME. SOME THINGS ABOUT MYSELF. SOME THINGS ABOUT THE SITUATION.
BUT NOT EVERYTHING.
THAT'S THE UNFORTUNATE PART, I GUESS.

It's alright. Wouldn't be a very fun game if I got all my answers when I wanted them, even if that'd be a hell of a lot easier.

What can you answer about the situation?

[Like she wasn't going to use the same method twice. Is this cheating? No, it's being smart.]

[No, apparently it's just-]

THAT'S CHEATING.

It is not! It's playing smart! You'd do the same thing if you were in my position! And you wasted one of my questions, Glory, that's cruel. Put that number back there if you have any conscience at all.

[... Like they can do anything about the numbers.]

I CAN'T DO THAT.
I WOULD PROBABLY DO THE SAME THING, THOUGH, YES.

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[She knew it. They're alike (enough), after all, and after a moment to...

...

Oh, she and Black are the only ones in here now. The other two must've figure out the door. That's nice.]

What's that room back there for? The one that the detective and Speedy went into.

I'M IN THERE, TOO.
IT CAN LET YOU SEE YOUR FRIENDS AGAIN, IF YOU WANT.

[.........]

Even Mettaton?

[all the questions have been okayish and then there's this fucking one]

HE CAN BE SEEN AS WELL, YES.

[Well, she's hesitating for a moment, looking at the number of questions left and the text on the screen.]

... Black, I'm sure you've got more than enough questions for the both of us, and... I know you have your thoughts about Glory here, so maybe you're better off asking them anyway.

[A pause, though.]

One last question from me though, Glory -- what do you mean, you're in there too?

I'M IN THAT ROOM AS WELL AS HERE. IT REALLY ISN'T ANY MORE COMPLICATED THAN THAT.

I guess that just means you can see it then. Alright then, I'm... gonna go check on Speedy and Mouri, see how they're doing. If they've found out anything interesting. I'm counting on you, Black.

[A nice pat on the back. She's uh. She's gonna go check out the hologram room.]

[ ...this has been a very awakening experience, jesus. He nods when she pats him on the back and... frowns at the board.

Glory. All right. ]

It's nice to hear from you again. [ ...even after his fairly accusatory last time. And there's 15 questions left—he can't just ask them without thinking... but guesses don't count towards their questions.

God, he hopes Sigrun's not misplacing her faith right now. ]

You never actually answered my question last time we talked—you just asked me why I thought you were still helping the Kingmaker out. [ ... ] I don't really want to waste a question asking, but I don't want to assume anything, either.

[ look at this Issue. ]

I CAN'T MAKE THE DECISION FOR YOU.

And you won't confirm or deny unless I ask. [ Hrrmmm. ] Aquarius fits you very well, as far as star signs go. Just so you know.

[ Okay. The situation, the game, and themselves. Shouldn't be so bad! ]

What's the purpose of this game? The Kingmaker said it was crowning a king, in a manner of speaking. [ He remembers because it was... really weird, and he wrote it down as soon as he settled into his room :'| ]

THE GAME WAS ORIGINALLY CREATED TO DEAL WITH BAD PEOPLE, BUT THE PURPOSE OF THIS GAME IS TO SEE WHO WINS.
THE LAST PERSON STANDING IS THE KING.
THERE'S NO DEEPER MEANING TO IT THAN THAT.

Huh. [ ...bad people—people who thought they could kill anyone they wanted to, right? Sigrun had said that. Misa and Mettaton.

Originally. Seeing as a good part of their surviving cast wouldn't (and then there's him, who wouldn't ordinarily)... ]

I see. Are there any special privileges they get as the king?

THEY GET TO CHOOSE WHAT HAPPENS FROM THERE ON.
THEY CAN LEAVE.
OR THEY CAN MAKE OTHERS PLAY.
IT REALLY ISN'T UP TO ME TO DECIDE.

[ ...so it does seem to be like an inheritance thing. Like the old days—the strongest survives, becomes king, rules over the land until the next one.

Except in this case it's "the new king deceives everyone so hard that they win and then decide to run their own murdergame for the hell of it," he guesses? Hmm. ]

What happens to the old king when a new one comes into power?

THAT'S ALSO UP TO THE NEW KING TO DECIDE.

I see you're getting places.

[Sigrun has returned, looking rather put off, and she'll lean on Black. She heard the question and saw the answer.]

So if one of us won this game, we could've done anything we wanted to the old King. At the expense of everyone else. Great, grand, whatever.

Glory, darling, you didn't mention he wouldn't be able to talk. Or see me. Or do anything but use his shitty depth perception and cool magic to make everything go kaboom.

[That's the pain there. Sorry, Black, you're being held a little tight.]

. . . . . . . .
I'M SORRY?

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[...]

It wasn't real, is what I'm saying. He wasn't. That would've been nice to know before I got any hopes up.

[All she wants to do is talk to him one more goddamn time. Even if she knows once his soul's gone it's gone.]

[ ...Sigrun... ]

I'm so sorry, Miss Sigrun. [ A one-armed hug, here. He still has his sketchbook to hold. ] It's just holograms in the room Mr. Speedwagon and the good detective went to check out, then.

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