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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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Once he's done that and fussed as much as he can, Quark's stepping out of his room for the last time and closing the door. He walks over to the cliff to watch the ships come in for a moment, before retreating downstairs to the bar. He fusses over the place, righting pillows and taking quick inventory behind the counter...before he turns and looks out at the rest of it. It's stunning, now, what with the plants that Leb's added. The corner of his mouth curls fondly, and he focuses his attention on making a Bajoran Sun Salute, just as he had done for all those weeks, and sets it on the counter for Athena, for whenever she stops by.]
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[Sup, boss.]
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[...She points at some of the sakura branches, currently blooming.]
Me and that one share a name.
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Yeah? That's what Cerejeira means, huh?
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Lebchen made one bloom when she killed Seymour. It was pretty cool, honestly.
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She made a tree explode out of his chest.
[God, her girlfriend is so cool.]
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So, how's this meet your standards?
[The automaton head from their fight around the cypress tree is slightly dented from its forcible removal, but clean and polished and set carefully on a simple wooden stand.]
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It looks good, huh.
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But she's still smiling as she steps into the bar, so. That's okay, right?]
Seems like you're going to miss this place. Well - this room, at least.
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[No points for guessing who the nervous young woman is here for, even if Quark didn't see any of Vanity's hallucinations.]
[She has, notably, a matching black eye at this point.]
You're- I hear you're one of Vanity's friends?
[The last word carries more cautious uncertainty than everything else about her entrance combined, but also a note of fearful hope.]
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It's quite nice what you've done with the place. I'm sure Dionysus would be happy to know it's seeing use.