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.

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[conditionally]

[ It feels like an eternity before he wakes up again, this time looking at everything like it's in third person, mainly his own body. Man, after a few weeks of being alive again, it was kind of jarring to look at that. But, he's not done quite yet.

Invisible to everyone, Yomiel's ghost moves from one object to another, quickly reaching Mecha Sonic. Then, using his ghost tricks, he tries to take control of the robot's movements, specifically to aim the chain gun towards the now open panel and blow it to hell. ]

[legionofmods]

[...yeah. With Mecha Sonic as distracted as he is, that’ll work. As sophisticated as he is now, he’s still just machinery, and very easily becomes putty in Yomiel’s hand.

Without hesitation, and perhaps internally screaming, he fires upon his own control panel, involuntarily letting out screams of pain that are...almost human in a way.

Doesn’t matter. It keeps going till he runs out of ammunition - leaving him to slump to the ground. Lifeless.]

[liv_nye_the_science_pi]

...Well! That wasn't such a chore after all, was it.

[Anyone know first aid for bullet wounds?]