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aboveallthings[In your hand is a fidget cube, a rounded white cube accented with buttons, dials, and switches in the color of a certain Family on the ship.
Play with any of the fidget cube's six sides and you'll receive a vision. There are two problems with this:
1) some very important information seems to have been blocked out, and
2) you know, with a bone-deep certainty, that this vision isn't yours.
But if this vision isn't yours...then whose is it? Maybe the color of your cube is a clue.]
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Play with any of the fidget cube's six sides and you'll receive a vision. There are two problems with this:
1) some very important information seems to have been blocked out, and
2) you know, with a bone-deep certainty, that this vision isn't yours.
But if this vision isn't yours...then whose is it? Maybe the color of your cube is a clue.]
BACK TO THE EVENT POST
LOREN HAZE
Date: 2025-11-14 10:43 pm (UTC)~
You are on trial. It has been decided by your leader that a meeting be called to decide your punishment...whether or not you should lose the position you worked so hard to earn. This is no small matter, this is not the sort of job you can just walk away from and there is far more at risk than just a paycheck. Each of your coworkers will have a say in your fate. The room is dark, a single light shines down on you and a giant golden scale sits before you, both you and it encircled by the nine other [CRACKING SOUNDS]. A woman's voice can be heard, MS.GREEN explains the situation....[A SINGLE PIANO NOTE] has been reclaimed, but at what cost? Something important has been destroyed, a [SHATTERING NOISE] has been completely destroyed. Totems of what was lost and gained drop into their respective sides of the scale. You make your case... You are aware you promised to protect it, to treasure [SHATTERING NOISE] with your life. You took an oath....all of you did. However, it's destruction, it's death...your death...was a necessary part of the plan. MR.PURPLE speaks up, smug and condescending as he argues that death was not necessary, but just a wasteful extravagance for yourself, casting his token cast against you. Another, younger woman's voice pipes up, annoyed. MISS GOLD reminds him to not ignore the facts in favor of making assumptions. Her token is cast in your favor. MS.GREEN pipes up again in that elegant voice of hers that [CRACKING SOUNDS] have always valued results; her token joins MISS GOLD's. MISS BLUE argues that some value oaths more, her vote clearly not in your favor as she does not mince words, voicing that she is in favor of punishing you. MR.ORANGE appears to be missing in action,MS.BLACK voting in his place. She wants a blood bath, finds this all too timid. Her and MR.ORANGE's votes against you tip the scale heavily in favor of stripping you of your position....and possibly more. However MS.YELLOW, although she has no love for you, prefers to remain neutral, voting in your favor to even out the scale. MS.WHITE decrees that she thinks you should have more justice in your life, as though your life has been particularly unfair, casting her vote in your favor. The scales now are perfectly even. There is one vote left. This one vote will break the tie. And the one left to cast that vote has never been a particular fan of yours. MR.PURPLE can't help himself, making another smarmy comment to draw attention to your precarious situation. The final vote speaks up...the amused drawl of MR.PINK's voice not doing much to calm the racing if your heart. They don't rush their words, although they don't mince them either. They simply state a fact you are all aware of. That you are all 'united'. That you are all that 'same'. That you all band together merely for the sake of obtaining what you 'want'. His conclusion is simple....why not continue to use you? It just makes sense. His vote falls in favor of you. And with that your [SHATTERING NOISE] repairs itself, landing in your hands once more. Your expression is unreadable, blank. It is not the look of relief one would expect. It would be tough for any of them to say what that expression was though. MR.PINK continues on without paying it any mind; announcing that your time isn't up yet. The golden scale turns [TWINKLING NOISE], apparently this outcome is endorsed by your leader as well. As [CRACKING SOUNDS] you will all follow the PATH until the end in this war, you must all of you risk everything. Everyone joins in at last, speaking in unison your most important oath and mantra, 'All for the [COGS TURNING]'.