endgame pt 1
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. ]
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. ]

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You can be as mad or sad or annoyed as you want. This all sucked for people! Just because you weren't personally placed into a giant blender and made into a suffering smoothie doesn't mean you can't feel some sort of way!
Though I understand the Well At Least I Wasn't In a Blender is in its own way a coping method and that I won't argue with.
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—but he's tired. He's tired and he hasn't been able to locate Tsukasa yet and Lark is dead and all the peps and some of the sIVs are just waiting to join him and...
Lupine massages one wrist slowly while he thinks it through. ]
Yeah, no... blender here. [ Muted, though. ] I like a good fight, and some people were interested in giving me one. [ Rub, rub. ] In fact, if they'd stuck to people who felt like that? If it had just been... say, two rounds? And if the dome, or whatever, hadn't blown up all but one of the fights I was trying to have...
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If it weren't for this part, where they're making us all wait to see who drops dead, [ and giving him all the time in the world to go back over every mistake he made with mounting certainty that he hadn't done enough, ] then I think I might've actually had an okay time in there.
[ Beat. His lips twist a little more. Sorry, B, but at least this newbie's self-aware enough to know that makes him kind of screwed up? ]
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Oh, yeah. I definitely tried to make sure I wasn't just assuming consent because we'd all been dropped into a PVP murder-game.
[ And by the point endgame's over, he'll have like. five fight dates, so. Made friends in this otherwise-kind-of-a-nightmare, even. ]
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[ But as soon as it's out of his mouth, a little wry and a little flip, Lupine regrets it. Pushes a hand through his bangs. ]
...Really, I'm sorry.
[ That this whole circus is a pile of sadistic bullshit and that the producers don't seem interested in hearing 'that's not my kink'. ]
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