Taking Responsibility.

[kingmakereffect]

And a while after that strange, dark floor is accessed, after you've had time to look things over and get some idea of what's happening...well. There won't be any sort of official announcement to tell you to get downstairs, nor will there be a personal invitation for you to do so. Instead, the doors at the end of the corridor (were they there before? You find that you don't remember. It doesn't matter anymore, though-) slide open, as they always do, and the elevator ride to the courtroom is probably the first familiar thing that's happened all day. It's smooth and quick, though it seems to take a bit longer than it usually does. And when the doors open at the end of the line, the courtroom looks different. The dark, weirdly cylindrical room is largely the same in and of itself, but the usual twenty-seven podium circle is gone; instead, there's a smaller setup in the center of the room - ten podiums total, and you'll likely find the way your spots have been distributed to be very familiar indeed. Of further notice is the balcony - there's a structure that wasn't there before in view of the courtroom, situated high above, barred-in by a railing that'd probably be at about waist-height on your average person; there's no one up there just yet, however. There are so few of you now. It seems that today there are no speeches to give; maybe the Kingmaker is absent, maybe he just doesn' have anything to say. Either way, however, the implication in the fact that you're here at all is clear. For one last time, make the guilty take responsibility.

Comments

[goodforsomething]

I've had some bad ideas, but they're usually better than this. And I stole 300 gallons of radioactive waste from a government warehouse.

[captainobnoxious]

That was a fantastic idea and I'm still punching your brother if I ever get the chance to meet him.

[goodforsomething]

[...okay, point.]

It was a good idea, but I could've planned a better heist with more time and resources. The part where they came after me for it was real inconvenient.

[amygdalae]

...did you at least wear protective gear?

[goodforsomething]

'Course I did!

[Insert gif of Stan wiping some of it on his forehead tho]

[amygdalae]

[Stan pls.]

...remind me to give you a crash course on how to properly handle radioactive material.

[goodforsomething]

Sure! Hopefully I'll never have to again, but who knows?

[amygdalae]

[Just a brief moment of This Look.]

[goodforsomething]

[Hey, you gotta do what you gotta do!

...he'll be more careful next time, Bruce.]

[sleepingkogoro]

Why would you even do that?!

[goodforsomething]

[Ah geez, the fuzz]

I needed it to get the portal on. Ford couldn't just power it on electricity or somethin' like a normal person, that wouldn't be nerdy enough.

[pokexplorer]

...It required that much?

[Good lord. That portal sure is something.]

[goodforsomething]

Iiiiit's a big portal!

[Look he doesn't know]

[pokexplorer]

That is just...so alarming. It truly is a miracle that you did not damage your overall health!

[More mysteries for another day, though...if there is another day.]