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WEEK SEVEN: ENDGAME

ENDGAME

Sunday morning starts peacefully enough. After the events of yesterday, it was probably a relief to go about your evenings, reveling in the presences of your friends and loved ones, grateful to be alive and well. Everything is quiet until around noon when alarms start going off on your phones. It’s a gentler sound than the noise that once alerted you to the executions to take place on Sundays. You can always ignore it until 1 PM, but then you’ll blink and find yourself back in the Central Node once again.

The color in the node seems a little brighter as the archway where the Tree once stood continues to shimmer. The fog has gently blown back, revealing an opalescent area just past the entrance. It’s warm and it’s inviting, little tears in the air around it showing off different places you may know as home.

You get the feeling that perhaps, finally, the Prism has listened to your wants and desires. Nothing is forcing you out right away, though nothing is making you stay either. The clock from the Tree continues to tick, counting down to twenty-four hours from now.

The Prism isn’t what it used to be, though all of the nodes have reverted to somewhat pleasant locations albeit drab. Take a tour of places you haven’t seen before, or say goodbye to the places you grew fond of in your time here.

Take your time to say goodbye. There's nothing stopping you from going to someone else's world - but you'll find you need to be careful. The Prism is a delicate thing, constantly in need of balance. You'll need to maintain it, if you're going to use it to go from place to place. All it takes is color - something strong, both positive and negative. When you come through to visit other worlds, you have to offer something that you have faced from home, big or small. A good day, the happy vibes from a birthday party, the sad vibes from a funeral, the pain of an injury. Coordinate, and take care of the space you have cultivated. It's your responsibility now to make sure the Prism doesn't try to hurt itself in its confusion.

You could even stay here if you wanted, now that the Prism’s cleaned up again. You'd slowly forget, just like the Residents did, but it'd be a long process. You could live a normal lifespan in peace.

Or don’t. So many of you are ready to return from where you once came. And that was never really the point, right? You have to face the music. It was always about taking your problems head on, and not running away.

Your phones will still work no matter where you go. You may not always be able to be together in person, but you'll always be in each other's contact lists.

As for your Residents, both current and past? It seems that Thinker, Revenge, and Scout have all vanished, their items mysteriously missing and pieces of themselves left to be regained. As for Dreamer... you don't know what happened to him.

For the living Residents, well. Fret, Rindo, Caduceus and Ei have a decision to make, too.

Make good choices, now. Balance is key.

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[ well

vax is here. he's standing in front of one of the archways - under the opalescent sheen, it just looks like an empty void, but if you look close enough, you could almost see it filled with strings.

.. he's just kind of standing here at the moment, wings folded at his back but returned, staring at the arch. sometimes you drop off a lot of goodbye letters and want to escape as soon as possible but then realize you actually can't just Escape because even if its what you have to do and you don't hate the idea its still kind of terrifying to just do it because its saying goodbye to the last vestiges of a normal life you had??

... just a little more time.

by which i mean he really is just standing here. ]

[ Smacks him over the head. ]

[ startles

and snaps out of it, at least?! ]

Ow, what the fuck - !

[ Unfazed, looking at him Holding a letter between his fingers. ]

What the hells is this?

A letter.

[

amazing ]

You know full well why I'm here, asking about this letter, Vessar, you idiot.

[ Crossing his arms. ]

Did you truly think leaving written words and slinking away would be the way of it?

[ well

prickles, immediately ] Don't call me that.

It's what's listed.

[ Though like, fine. Whatever. ]

Well? Were you planning on simply leaving like that?

[ if looks could kill rn

not really, he mostly just looks petulant angry and scolded but it's fine. sometimes you have Daddy Issues

anyway, ]

That was the plan. [ with his arms folded. ]

I, for one, thought we were better than this.

[ Giving him a look like. Come on now. A letter then going ghost? Not even Estinien would do that... because he would just go ghost. Anyway he skimmed the letter, frowned, and then saw Vax and couldn't control the urge to tell him off.

So he just shoves something into his chest.

It's an amber dragonscale. Well, it's dark, almost an off-black with navy and wine red iridescence, at its base, but it was made with amber colour, so it has those vibes and glow. ]

[ this is valid

anyway he's not really expecting the shove to the chest - vax catches the object in his hands, almost fumbling it before he looks down. for a brief moment, he's surprised? because it looks familiar

..... ??? ]

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[BINCH. HE'S RUNNING UP BEHIND HIM TO TRY TACKLING HIM INTO A HUG AGAIN.]

[ he falls into the portal, goodbye

no im kidding vax does not manage to dodge this. he makes a noise, startled, wings poofing up like a surprised cat. ]

- Oi!

[HELP STOP TRYING TO KILL VAX AT THE LAST SECOND. Anyway, very petulantly from his hug:]

I'm gonna beat you up for that.

[Leaving them with that LETTER and then trying to BOOK IT LIKE A FOOL.]

[ he's gonna be dead in like five minutes? i dont have to try and kill him?

anyway ]

Are you rejecting a present? [ this is the attempt at joking but also he definitely knows he is busted ]

[i will kill u with my own 20 hands first]

I'm not... [Oh he sounds sulky. And sad... He is just a little melting person of a sword, leaning heavily against Vax.] ...Thank you. For that and the letter.

...yeah.

[ any of the wind in his sails falls, with that. he deflates a little bit, letting kashuu lean on him all he wants. ]

...course. I meant it. Take care of each other, yeah?

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[PUNK. Now they are just two sad sacks being sappy about inevitable goodbyes.]

You don't have to tell me. [HUFFS AND PUFFS but there's no snap or venom behind it. It's also still very muffled, because he simply refuses to let Vax go.] But I'm gonna give him a hard time now and then and say it's on your behalf.

...

[well.

she's got a little plush bear tucked into the crook of her arm, and she's holding onto a piece of paper with the hand of that same arm - but with her other hand, she reaches out and touches his shoulder gently as she approaches him.]

Vax?

[ you ever just get so caught up in your brooding that you forget to skitter away in time for people to not see your letters in front of your face

his wings are very poofy. someone was ready to be invisible to mortals again! ]

... doc. [ ...hhhhey. ]

...I want to be mad at you, but I can't, really. I did the same thing to my mother when I left to follow the army.

[she gets it.

sometimes it's much easier this way, for both parties involved. she can't pretend that she wouldn't have been upset to hear this in person, just like she can't pretend that she won't miss him, now.]

Before you go, though, I... wanted to say thank you. For what you said in your letter to me, and for this little guy... [she nods down at the bear plush] ...and for everything, during the time we were here.

I'm glad to have known you. And I'll miss you, but I won't ever forget you.

[ jiuqing out here with the emotions!!!! the EMOTIONS

vax'ildan's not quite... shifty, necessarily, but he does fidget a little bit, expression changing over again - brows knitting together, achingly vulnerable as always. that's part of why it would have been much faster just to go. ]

...yeah. [ is what he says, at first, and then, softer: ]

... Been lucky. I really have been lucky, to know all of you here. 's nothing to thank me for.

[she has a lot of feelings about this half-elf!!]

...you gave me a gift, to bring back with me. [but he had been so ready to just slip off into the ether without anything in return... it doesn't really sit right with her.] Is there - can you take things back with you?

[or would giving him something not work... her only experience with actually dying involved immediately waking up in the past, and she hadn't been able to bring anything from her first life with her but her memories. still, death is very different in other worlds - maybe he can bring something with him.]

[She's coming up to put a hand on his shoulder.]

[She's not saying anything. Not yet.]

[Just a hand for him.]

[ oh. well... after a long moment, he glances back at hot pants and gives her a little smile. ]

Off to be Fate's special boy.

[ clearly joking on himself! ]

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