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letsplayamurder2025-08-29 03:30 am
letsplayamod) wrote in letsplayamurder2025-08-29 03:30 am
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Endgame: Part 2
The week goes on. A small miracle, how quiet it is. With no motives or attacks to speak of, you can breathe a sigh of relief even when a tension gripes the air. So few of you now, what exactly would you do were Typhon to return and decide the game was over? Was Athena always going to be out of reach? And what exactly did she want you to find in the center of this mountain temple, anyway?
Questions abound, and no answers.
...Until this morning. The sky itself is clear with very few clouds, but something still falls into your home. Not "physically," though, it's more of a feeling. The sensation of some great power entering this space. Everyone will notice it, and the way it passes by, sinking beneath the floors - all the way to the bottom level.
And there it ends up, waiting for someone brave enough to investigate.
Questions abound, and no answers.
...Until this morning. The sky itself is clear with very few clouds, but something still falls into your home. Not "physically," though, it's more of a feeling. The sensation of some great power entering this space. Everyone will notice it, and the way it passes by, sinking beneath the floors - all the way to the bottom level.
And there it ends up, waiting for someone brave enough to investigate.
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Your souvenir's already in the fucking bar, you- YOU'RE LATE, YOU'RE NOT GETTING THE SWORD TOO OKAY.
[Get the sword, got it, she's gonna try. Thank god she's been repressing annoyance at Athena their entire time here, time to let it all out.]
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You--
2/2
I'll look forward to it! I gotta see if that souvenir fulfills the contract, of course.
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[She's not crying- ...no, really, she's not, this is the middle of a fight, that would be VERY BAD.]
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[and then--]
We'll hash that out after all of this!
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VANITY! WHAT IS GAMMA DOING HERE?!
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[Just. Whipping around. Spotting the previously unseen gopher.]
I- he was in- WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, STAY OUT OF THE WAY!
[she]
[she'd left him in her room, did he chew his way out-]
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[aaaaugh]
[But in the moment of frustration, Vanity feels once again the faintest heartbeat of connection and shared purpose.]
[And a tiny protective shield pops up around Gamma as he watches the battle unfold.]
THERE, DONE, LET'S GET THE FUCKING SWORD.