endgame pt 1

[idolpro]

Who: Competitors no longer hungry for games
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 408, night (the game took the whole day)

[ Wow! That was wild. Wild ass shit.

Now you're all here. Most of you remember everything that happened. Some of you might remember most things, but not Session 18/19 because time and stuff. Don't worry. It'll show up in your dreams. :)

Anyway, you're probably wanting to go home now. That's too bad! The doors are locked, so you can just sit back and vibe.

All screens show: Please wait. Processing results.

Powers are off too—but then, you're also not currently injured or suffering from status effects.

All of you except for members of AlcheME!, who all 1) can somehow open the doors and leave, 2) have powers on, and 3) are not healed or revived whatsofuckingever. Status effects are OOC optionally kept, but no extra abilities (such as Flames) are kept.

Well.

It seems like they're probably definitely rock bottom so. ]

Comments

[doublefried]

Oof.

[ helping B pull out shrapnel cuz like, that's about it for what they can do here ]

[at_heart]

[ Is that what you're supposed to do here? He has this vague feeling that you don't pull arrows out.

—But he's dead, so that probably doesn't...

After a moment, soft, ]

Anything I can do?

[ —He saw one of those deaths happen, and another... kicked off a whole Series of Unfortunate Events spinoff. ]

[doublefried]

[ glances over to check his outfit ]

Like, physically? Probably not. Emotionally, it depends. Are you Lark's friend?

[at_heart]

[ Yeah, he didn't think so, he's just. This was his first game, W. Settles heavily to sit beside — this, though he tries to keep himself out of the way. ]

—Heh. You'd have to ask him. [ Ghost of a smile. ] I got here on Day 402.

[ He doesn't know Lark that well, but he. He likes the kid. ]

[doublefried]

Bet he'd appreciate at least a friendly acquaintance coming to hang out when we get him up'n running again.

[at_heart]

[ Yeah, that's — good. He'll stay. Although not without a slightly bemused, ]

I think he's got a lot of friendly acquaintances.

[ Doesn't even know the half of it! Apparently EVERYONE in the swamp was someone Lark cared about. But he did notice Lark's concern for Valor, and their banter, before he had to follow Tsukasa to the volcano. ]

surprise 2/2 sorry!

[at_heart]

[ Slowly, after a moment, ]

Your unit didn't get... healed up, huh.

[ Only your unit, from what he can see in here. ]

Re: surprise 2/2 sorry!

[doublefried]

Just another exchange of passive-aggressive blows with the Producers! We don't kill, they leave us dead, we bounce back, life moves on.

[at_heart]

[ .......that's basically what Pink said, too. And Amaranth. ] [ Lupine crosses his arms over his chest, a little uncomfortable. ]

Moral victory, huh?

[doublefried]

Nothing that dramatic.

Murder just isn't very funny.

[at_heart]

Maybe you're not doing it right?

[ This is the weakest joke anyone has ever made. ]

—I got one in, even if no one else on my team did.

[ It was not, in fact, funny. The fans might've liked it, though. ] [ ...and mainly he's just saying, in case there's any judgment coming. He's wide open. ]

[doublefried]

I figured, 'cuz you're not lying in a heap on the ground.

[at_heart]

[ Tiny snort. ]

Sure, but that just tells you someone on my unit got a... kill. [ His lips purse over the word. It feels cowardly, he should've said murder, no matter what the circumstances were. ] —Guess I didn't want to hide it, but I'm not sure why I'm telling you, either.

Anything I'm feeling about it is my own problem.

[doublefried]

...

[ turns to like, face him properly ]

Do you feel bad about it? You said you were new, but you know enough about this place to know better than that, yeah?

[at_heart]

[ Okay, his posture gets a little more defensive in spite of himself. ]

I know we come back. I know if anyone kills me in a game like that, I'm not holding it against them.

[ But the set of his shoulders eases out. ]

—I just meant. [ What did he mean, he's so tired. Five Four rounds. ] ...I wasn't looking for absolution.

[doublefried]

I wasn't offerin' it, to be clear. I'm just not surprised you did a murder in the murder game for murdering each other in.

[at_heart]

[ Pushes out a breath. ]

Yeah, well.

[ Like he said, his stupid irrational feelings are his own problem. ...And they're mixed. ] [ Turning his gaze back on Lark. After a beat, trying for wry: ]

I thought maybe if you were taking a stand, you wouldn't want any of the murderers to sit with you.

[ It's not like this place doesn't still have innocents. .......One fewer now. ]

[doublefried]

I'd have nobody left to sit with.

[at_heart]

Nobody?

[ Heh. ]

...Maybe just an ever-shrinking pool.

[ Well, that's a depressing thing he just said out loud. ]