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[And then you wake up.]

[The room is dimly lit and made of pitted, industrial metals. You sit up abruptly on- some sort of padded table or cart? There’s a caged structure of metal piping surrounding you like a low barrier, but it’s open on top. You might similarly have a moment of panic about the straps holding you down or the electrodes on your head, but they’re just velcro and lightly tacked on, respectively, and in no significant way prevent you from sitting bolt upright and getting onto your feet. A series of twenty one such tables ring the room at even intervals. All but one has an occupant.]

[However long it takes you to notice, there a twenty of you again. Patches, the Trusty, and Yaiba, the Legendary Bassist, are back among your number. Penny, unfortunately, seems to be missing. Whatever you were wearing to the trial, or at the time of your death, you are back in the clothing you wore when you initially arrived. If anyone checks, CAREFULLY PLEASE, they will find that any powers they may have been missing are back.]

[The room is lit well enough, and there are computer banks and monitors around all the walls, which look to have been monitoring your vitals until just this second. Wires and tubes lead from each table to the center of the room, where a low pool is filled with a thick, milky-looking liquid that looks incredibly disinviting to touch.]

[A door rests on each side of the room, a glowing hand-sized pad beside each.]

[Welcome back, Participants.]

[Now, what do you do?]

((One clarification - any active powers that require some kind of power source or connection from your home worlds will either be not active or severely weakened.))

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From:

mockmods

[Yeah, that's definitely getting louder.]

[If she looks up, her keen android senses might also spot something bright and metallic arcing down out of the sky.]

Edited Date: 2018-12-10 04:20 am (UTC)

From:

windowsexplorer

[Meredith has definitely seen old cartoons, if not necessarily the same ones we'd know, so she looks up pretty quickly.

Does the shiny thing look like it's going to land uncomfortably close?]

From:

mockmods

[Well, it looks big and solid, and it's coming very fast-]

[Might be kinda close-ish? It'd be understandable if you were all a bit gunshy at the moment.]

[And you've got another half second or so before it slams into the ground anyway, raising a large cloud of dust and snow.]

From:

nerd_lord

[A cloud which takes a moment to clear, revealing-]

[Wow, that's a terrifying looking mascot face on a big metal box.]

HEEEEEEEEEEEEEY KIDS!

[With a disturbingly high-pitched voice.]

From:

eudaimonikos

Holy shit, shoot it!

[It's lucky that Michael has no actual offensive supernatural abilities]

From:

deathroadtocanada

[Immediately steps in front of any children or robot children to put herself between them and this... whatever the fuck this is. Hoo boy.]

Who a-are you supposed to be?

From:

nerd_lord

HIIIIIIIIII! I'M UPSY, YOUR LIFTING FRIEND!

[Creepy metal box has one volume: loud.]

[But in the meantime, some kind of panel opens up on top of Upsy and a skinny, humanoid figure pulls itself out, facing the still smouldering explosion.]

....MY LAB! AGAIN! WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING?!

From:

deathroadtocanada

[ ! ]

Are you Miller?

From:

nerd_lord

IT'S BEEN ABANDONED FOR YEARS, HOW- oh.

[Yeah, he's noticing you all, finally.]

Yes..? Are you the people who found that stone of farspeech?

Ceasefire - The Way Out

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