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??? Explora Session 3: 9AM PST/11AM CST/Noon EST Start

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THE GATES | THE COURTYARD | THE FOUNTAINS | THE GARDENS

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[ You feel your whole throat burning, as well as your stomach; your body seems to want to reject this substance—and for good reason, since it seems to be burning you out from the inside.

But also at least the wine gets you pleasantly just slightly tipsy.

What did you think would happen. . . ?

But also, you wonder what this water could burn away, if you let it. ]

[MISTAKES HAVE BEEN MADE

doubling over and clutching his stomache until the sensation stops. At least!! he's tipsy!! FUN

give him a couple moments as he reflects on poor choices. EVENTUALLY tho he'll get up and try to bottle more water. Not gonna drink anymore, for the moment at least. Looking up and around, anything else in the room aside from the fountain. . .?]

[ Mostly an increasing number of idols; but there are five fountains, all alike, shaped like a blooming rose. ]

[...........an audience, you say.

well then. ]

To whoever is in charge of this place, witness me now! Because technically, I am your boss! Eventually. So look upon me in all my glory here and now! I am willing to do whatever it takes to achieve my goal. Even if it destroys me from the inside out!

BEHOLD!

[JUST, STRIPS, THEN AND THERE. sorry silver bb

and picks up his cup cuz if he's gonna do some dumbass shit he's gonna have this delicious drink with him

canonballs into fountain]

[ let's get crunk and make life choices

It's surprisingly deep.

It's also painful. It feels like it's burning everything away—the corruptions, certainly; the blood in your veins, maybe?

It feels as though all of you could burn away. Your identity, your existence, your self—if you don't hold fast to that. Just who are "you", anyway? ]

[u know he never thought he would experience something more painful than being crushed to death. AT LEAST THAT WAS MOSTLY INSTANT. A new experience to add to his belt buckle.

But who is he--Kokichi Oma? Maybe? The Ultimate Supreme Leader? Probably. Maybe? No.

Just some nobody, that drifts through on a silver tongue, and lucky. Until he died. He's dead and gone. What identity can be burned away, if you never had one in the first place. . .?

. . .

I'm CB! The Cute Boy of Alcheme! But that's a lie!
Kokichi-Nii is so cute!
That's my lord.
You're the boss.
You're my Villain!
Hey, Baby Boy.
ASSHOLE
Take some time off, future god to be.

. . .

He's a lot of things. Too many things. But he'd rather be everything, than nothing. A new identity of his own creation. He's a greedy boy that wants so much, and wants to love so many. Someone that doesn't exist, can't do that.

So. . .

I'm a lie. A lie that will always persist until it twists into the truth.

I'm C, and always will be. And I will become a god of my own making.

And tap Silver's sweet ass when we go home.

[ And it all burns, truly—it sears through your veins and flesh and even seems to leech into your bone marrow, rushing through and leaving behind warmth.

Underwater, every sound is muted, leaving only you with the steady thudding of your heart. Your heart—the truth of you, the lie that became real. You, realer than real, the master of your own fate. A beloved friend and brother and maybe-god. You know who you are, and there is a part of you that even Hell cannot permanently change.

When you next resurface, you feel more whole—and at the same time, as though you've lost something.

You've lost your abilities—but also, at the same time, your corruptions.

Sorry about everything that was waiting in hatspace, though. ]

[IT'S COOL L HELPED STEAL SOME SHIT TOO. ALWAYS HAVE A BACK UP PLAN!!!

But, floating upward and just, blinking, staring upwards. ]

. . .

Not dead yet.