Final Trial.

[legionofmods]

[Eventually, after enough searching, a door seemingly appears from nowhere - leading out to a large circular room. There’s a handful of chairs, but not enough for all of you, meaning some of you might have to walk around for a bit. Which is more than fine - this place seems to be filled up to the brim with knick-knacks. Most specifically the clone pods adorning the wall here as well, as well as some fairly innocent lab equipment and scrap metal. Someone used to work here.

Once you’ve all gathered, a voice calls out to you. From within the area.]

DISCUSS WHAT YOU HAVE FOUND. ONCE YOU BEGIN TO GAIN A SEMBLANCE OF WHY YOU ARE HERE, WE WILL DISCUSS YOUR FUTURE.

Comments

[tedioustrivium]

Well, you should die doing what you lo-

[And that's.

A fist right through his chest into the wall.

There's a big ol' hole in him now.]

O-oh.

[legionofmods]

[He just. Keeps going. That hole is lookin really spacious.]

[tedioustrivium]

[Huh.

This... hurts. He's never really hurt before. He's never really felt most things before. He just did his job and that was that. But he's had to think a lot since he arrived here.

Its been kind of... exciting. Learning things for once.

He does his best to grip onto Mecha's arm, aiming to waste the robot's time as much as possible. After all this trouble, its... important. That more time gets wasted.

He slumps.]