The Seventh Trial: Group A

[hot_mess_express]

[Upon entering the tent, you find yourself in a resplendent throne room. It's empty, aside from a huge throne made of some kind of material that shimmers and sparkles like the night sky, but the floor is mostly covered in a plush raspberry pink rug, and banners of the same colour hang from the walls.

The banners appear to have been dipped in blood, so heavy that the crest once on them is no longer visible. They drip, slowly.

Upon the throne is a simple, unadorned golden crown.]

Where is Justice?

Who wears the crown...?

Comments

[voreaciously]

Yes, I suppose it is rather obvious in its omens.

[spectacularluck]

Blonde guy over there is the only one who mentions he might be a good fit so far.

[ pointing at jusis ]

Any complaint?

[voreaciously]

[ooooh boy

but she does not let on any hesitation or betray any negative reaction]

None whatsoever.

[spectacularluck]

Then I think that's what we're going for, because so far we got three hard nos, one maybe from him, and I don't even know what from the rest.

[voreaciously]

Who else has said no?

[spectacularluck]

Me, Randy, Katze. But i'm not fond of how difficult choosing this is being.