[The elevator this time is a lot more old fashioned, it stops to an old hangar. The ceiling is rusted, giving way to a glass murky ceiling. Sand fills the floor, some more heavily than others. It's obvious that this place has remained untouched by time for a long while. Not the typical place for a courtroom, but there are podiums in place nonetheless. Instead of typical voting ESH, though, there are typewriters.
But perhaps the strangest of all is the massive mech parked in the middle of the courtroom. It's face is black and white, arms suggesting it was once used for flying. In the center of its chest is a cockpit. A voice comes from the small dome.]
Man is a creature that fears the dark. It is that fear that is vital to them. It drives us, moves us closer to the truth.
[Yes. The truth. Like the evidence hinting towards a possible connecting between Madame Foster and a Paradigm Corp or the connection between the tomato project and the ominous Imaginary Friend project. All part of the strange hints left from a reporter calling himself Michael Zaibach.]
It is the truth I pursued as a reporter. But it is fear, the tension between hope and despair that truly drives we pathetic creatures! Without the threat of despair, we are but mindless beings marching to the edge of oblivion!
[The cockpit opens. Out steps a man, covered in bandages.]
Michael Zaibach believed in these things, it is how he burned and was born as Scwhwarzwald, your mastermind above dogs! I hope you're watching this, Mr. Negotiator! Observe these orphans as they reach the edge of despair and burn! For it is the trial of truth that all things burn!
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But perhaps the strangest of all is the massive mech parked in the middle of the courtroom. It's face is black and white, arms suggesting it was once used for flying. In the center of its chest is a cockpit. A voice comes from the small dome.]
Man is a creature that fears the dark. It is that fear that is vital to them. It drives us, moves us closer to the truth.
[Yes. The truth. Like the evidence hinting towards a possible connecting between Madame Foster and a Paradigm Corp or the connection between the tomato project and the ominous Imaginary Friend project. All part of the strange hints left from a reporter calling himself Michael Zaibach.]
It is the truth I pursued as a reporter. But it is fear, the tension between hope and despair that truly drives we pathetic creatures! Without the threat of despair, we are but mindless beings marching to the edge of oblivion!
[The cockpit opens. Out steps a man, covered in bandages.]
Michael Zaibach believed in these things, it is how he burned and was born as Scwhwarzwald, your mastermind above dogs! I hope you're watching this, Mr. Negotiator! Observe these orphans as they reach the edge of despair and burn! For it is the trial of truth that all things burn!
[Anfang]