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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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It's sad finding out your best friend is homophobic, but...
[oh she just casually dropped that one in without thinking--]
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5/6
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[And up she goes. Listen, you think babygirl is getting out of a grapple check? Look at her.]
Stop that!
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You know what, since we're best friends, I'll give you seven, and one day a month where you and Leb can take a couple hours and have a nice holosuite date as a bonus.
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[he's going to swing her back and forth a little, cheerfully]
Lucky you! And you'll take advantage of that luck by taking seven slips of latinum, and the time in the holosuite. Final offer, or I'll keep hugging you for even longer and tell you how much I missed you.
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[Is the half thing even real. Does latinum currency even do that?
She has no fucking clue but she has to get out of this.]
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He could've planned worse, like your wedding!
[Helpful commentary Ranma]
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What, you don't wanna wed Leb?
[It feels cathartic not being on the receiving end of marriage talk for once.]
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My, Mr. Quark you think that'll pay for the dates I deserve?
If you're using that as a metric then I think she should actually be asking for no less than ten.
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