GAME 3 - Day 3 Trial

[protoshepherd]

[ If one inspects the lounge - of course you would, it's where you would relax! - you might notice remnants of a fire lingering in the air: the smell of smoke, as well as all the mirrors in the room have been stained black. What's up with that???

But that won't stop Proto Badger. You hear his voice in your heads again. ]

It is time for trial.

Who is guilty?

[ What's more, if you check out the hall leading to the main door, you'll find defense attorney Clay Terran's hat on the floor. ]

More people escaped again. How? No more escaping. If anyone tries, they will be punished.


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Comments

[shacklebreaker]

...They're not sending any help because they are in no position to. One of the badgers claimed the escapees are no better off than we are.

[decrescendos]

Great, guess now we're gonna just take the badgers' fuckin' word for it. Whatever, even then, somebody out there's gotta be looking for at least one of ya.

[Or is everyone here just as alone as he is?]

I mean, this could'a been one helluva party for all I know, but three days is kinda pushin' it, and I've been to some pretty intense parties...

[shacklebreaker]

Haven't we been taking the badgers' word for everything thus far? The escapees may have slipped quietly out of the game, but we do not yet know to whence or where. Their safe escape is wishful thinking for a best case scenario.

[Or Blackquill is just a depressing pessimist. Either one.]

[decrescendos]

[He's got him there, it's true- he hadn't exactly fought much about the credibility of these mysterious badgers until now. It'd just been a lingering thought.]

Let's just forget about those assholes for a minute, man, OK? What I wanna know is about the people they know or are close to, the people on the outside who weren't invited to some freakshow party out in the middle of nowhere. Can't imagine they're just sitting there with both their thumbs planted up their asses and findin' their prolonged absence normal...