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letsplayamurder2025-08-31 01:13 am
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Epilogue: A New Day
In the end, hope triumphed over hate. A new pantheon of gods, gathered from all corners of the universe, came together to unlock the ultimate power and it it flow over the land once more. They proved one goddess that her wisdom was correct, and another that her wisdom was keeping her trapped in a vision of the world that would never be.
You exit the temple of Olympus, battered and bruised, but more together than ever before. Athena raises her hand and drags it before her. In the distance, the keen-eyed will see the barrier that's long protected you finally fading away.
The sun shines down. Two months and you're finally, finally free.
Athena takes care to thank each of you personally. This was exactly what her and Fenyx had theorized was possible - not exactly, but the outcome is greatly acceptable. And now, Athena is bound by her oath to return you home... or wherever it is you'd like to go. You're gods now, you have the privilege.
Speaking of! Once everyone's rested and healed, Fenyx prepared a little get-together for everyone on the cliffs, with a special bonus: they can bring in any person you desire. Family and friends are preferable, but who are they to question if you want to smack your rival across the face for the first time in weeks?
They may react in confusion, however, if you tell them about the bits of Hope buzzing in the air like glowing fireflies. They're not gods, after all. They can't see them.
Dipping lower around half-day, you may peer over the side of the area and see far, far down into the valleys of ocean and cities. And beyond all of that, sailing in from the horizon, ships. Old ships of man-made nature. Sails billowing in a wind that no longer tears them asunder. Now that the storm has passed, life can resume picking up the pieces.
It will be messy, probably a disaster at times, but there's always hope. And if that carried you here, then maybe it will bring those people to the top of the mountain.
[This is the final post of Let's Play A Murder! Players are welcome to invite cast members to this log for the purpose of tagging out reunions (Fenyx and Athena will have personally greeted and asked to bring them here). You may tag this at your leisure, whatever last-minute endeavors you'd like your characters to get into will go here.
Thank you for playing.]
You exit the temple of Olympus, battered and bruised, but more together than ever before. Athena raises her hand and drags it before her. In the distance, the keen-eyed will see the barrier that's long protected you finally fading away.
The sun shines down. Two months and you're finally, finally free.
Athena takes care to thank each of you personally. This was exactly what her and Fenyx had theorized was possible - not exactly, but the outcome is greatly acceptable. And now, Athena is bound by her oath to return you home... or wherever it is you'd like to go. You're gods now, you have the privilege.
Speaking of! Once everyone's rested and healed, Fenyx prepared a little get-together for everyone on the cliffs, with a special bonus: they can bring in any person you desire. Family and friends are preferable, but who are they to question if you want to smack your rival across the face for the first time in weeks?
They may react in confusion, however, if you tell them about the bits of Hope buzzing in the air like glowing fireflies. They're not gods, after all. They can't see them.
Dipping lower around half-day, you may peer over the side of the area and see far, far down into the valleys of ocean and cities. And beyond all of that, sailing in from the horizon, ships. Old ships of man-made nature. Sails billowing in a wind that no longer tears them asunder. Now that the storm has passed, life can resume picking up the pieces.
It will be messy, probably a disaster at times, but there's always hope. And if that carried you here, then maybe it will bring those people to the top of the mountain.
[This is the final post of Let's Play A Murder! Players are welcome to invite cast members to this log for the purpose of tagging out reunions (Fenyx and Athena will have personally greeted and asked to bring them here). You may tag this at your leisure, whatever last-minute endeavors you'd like your characters to get into will go here.
Thank you for playing.]
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with that, sayo yasuda had traveled back to the moment she'd left. to rokkenjima's shore at dusk, with a cart full of bottled manuscripts.
and she burned all of them. she approached genji, kumasawa, dr. nanjo—"the plan is off. reach out to begin liquidating the gold."
setting the process in motion to defuse the powderkeg of the ushiromiya inheritance took some exhausting hours, but more than that... there's someone coming the day afterwards who she needs to see. and if he won't steal her away... then maybe she can steal him away.
if the endless witch is responsible for countless sins in countless fragments, then... she can do something different here, in this fragment, can't she? the sea of fragments holds infinite possibilities.
she hasn't rested when she returns to the gathering on olympus, still buzzing with manic energy as if she can't believe what she's done. ]
This world isn't empty after all...? [ she lets out a breathy, giddy laugh as she looks over the cliffs, seeing the ships on the water. the ocean that stretches past the horizon... it's a beautiful shade of blue, she thinks.
she can be found anywhere from the library to the bar or eatery, able to smile easily for the first time in weeks. here and there, she writes in a notebook with intense focus. a new mystery, of course. ]
Gathering
So you stepped through the door after all.
[She sounds... proud.]
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I realized... there's no harm in a fragment or two where this is the answer I chose. Even if it means I'm no longer a witch, here and now...
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You are allowed your own happiness. And perhaps being a god might be better than being a witch.
[Even if nobody really sticks around here after the next few days... it's something new to embrace, at least for a time.]
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[ i am one yet many, i am i am we— ]
But I... we should... thank you, Lady Aglaea. You've been very good to us.
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You're all quite strange. [She says clearly fondly.] You, Ferdinand... I can't quite remember the last time I was thanked for being kind.
[Outside of the children who would pass her on the street, eyes still filled with innocence and unable to see the tide looming on the horizon.]
And yet... I'm glad. If my words gave you any comfort during these past hellish weeks, I will treasure that.
idk but i'm here
[Give him a moment to process his new surroundings. He's still processing that she wanted to talk to him about something. Maybe something to do with George?]
What did you-
[Okay, and now it's hitting him. His eyes go wide and he yells out,]
EHHHHHH?! WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED? Where'd Rokkenjima go...?!
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I promise, I'll explain everything, Battler-san, but... call me Sayo, not Shannon, if you like...? I'm... no longer a servant of the Ushiromiya family, after all.
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Which means you had a promise to keep, doesn't it...?
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His mind is frankly overwhelmed as he just stares at her blankly, speechless as he tries to rack his brain to make some sense of this all.
A promise. Something to do with Sayo. Oh-]
Crap... Y-You remembered that? [He feels his cheeks turning red as he thinks of all the stupid things he said as a kid.] I'm sorry, I- ... I kinda feel like there's more important things than teasing me right now, though!
[LIKE THE TELEPORTATION STUFF.]
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[His entire face has turned red now, his expression returning to that same shocked sort of speechlessness.]
I- well... [Battler forces out an awkward laugh, trying to think of something, anything to say. His voice is quiet when he continues,] I forgot to bring the horse.
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I doubt you could have gotten it onto Captain Kawabata's boat even if you'd remembered. [ a bit of weight enters her words, here, though her expression is no less fond. ] You're forgiven, Battler-san.
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Y'think riding a horse on a boat would be any better than the usual way? Maybe the horse'd be the one deal with all the queasiness, ihihihi!
[His laughter eventually fades into a subtle, but fond smile.]
But seriously Sayo- [... -san's way too formal, but just calling her Sayo seems scary too] ...-chan, what's the deal with this place?
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... It's a long story. But... welcome to Olympus. I've had quite the adventure, and... a lot of time to think. I was very, very busy before you arrived on Rokkenjima.
[ sayo... prefers this altogether to the idea of waiting for him atop mount purgatory, come to think of it. ]
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[Are they in Greece. How did they get to Greece. He sighs and runs a hand through his hair, deciding to abandon that train of thought. It doesn't seem like it'll get him anywhere even if he comes up with a million theories as to how it could be possible.]
Did something happen on Rokkenjima? [A pause,] I'm sorry I never wrote, by the way. After everything with... I just...
I guess I figured you had better things to do than worry about some idiot like me.
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[ look, to be honest, she didn't know where they were until like. today. yesterday? like she hasn't slept, and she was in a void for weeks. time is sludge. ]
As for Rokkenjima, that's... also a long story. The inheritance issue is being resolved equitably. But... more than that... [ she shifts closer to him, almost collapsing into his chest. her arm loops around him and—yeah okay that's her fist thumping his back. ] Yes, you really are an idiot!
[ she can't make the words hold any real bite. ]
Stupid Battler... stupid Battler!
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Hey, come on now. I think I've been a pretty agreeable kidnapping victim, all things considered.
Maybe, what I'm really asking is... are you alright?
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I think I've been pretty agreeable after you left me waiting for six years, you fool. [ she takes a deep breath. ] ... I don't know. ... I will be. I think. A lot's happened, but I...
[ sayo pauses, shifting against him as she tries to collect her thoughts. ]
You're here. And... sorry, for just bringing you here without warning, but... I didn't want to be on that island a second longer.
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He lifts a hand to her head, running his fingers through her hair now.]
I'm a little disappointed to miss out on Gohda's cooking, but it's not like I'm gonna complain about getting away from the old bastard either.
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[ sayo lets out a pleased hum when he starts playing with her hair, even as she has to bury a slight wave of embarrassment. ]
The scene at dinner might be too awkward to enjoy the food, anyway. Genji should explain everything important to the adults when the conference starts... [ she... considers how best to say this next part, and then finally: ]
I'm leaving Rokkenjima behind. And... wherever I go, I would like to go there with you.
[ it's a ridiculous suggestion, she knows that. nevertheless, ]
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[That said, he doesn't sound angry about the prospect at all.]
You can keep kidnapping me, if that's what you're asking. I wouldn't have guessed you're into stuff like that, but... maybe it tracks, heh.
[When he thinks of the girl he used to know, and not the mask of Shannon.]
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Oh, do you think I'd let you escape again? Foolish man. [ she peers up towards him without pulling away, grinning. besides... it's not like it's forever. he can tie up whatever needs to be done, and then they can go... well, just about anywhere. even visit his family or whoever else as often as he likes. ]
You didn't steal me away, after all. I don't have any choice but to pick up your slack, do I?
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[And he shifts, picking her up into his arms in a bridal carry. He takes a couple of confident steps before realizing.]
Uh, Sayo? I've got no clue where we are.
[Please direct him...]