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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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She fiddles with her new, gold-encased phone that Hope and Velvet have upgraded with containing the other Athena in mind. She'll converse with the goddess inside a bit when she's by herself, trying to understand the type of route that might help this Athena. But she also has something else to make sure of, so now that her signal is that of a god's with no interference, she opens a photo she's kept on her phone and sends it to two specific emails.]
Maybe it'll work out this time...?
[It will. Don't worry.
Once the gathering is more settled, Aoi can be found behind the bar. She's gotta get the practice in for serving people outside of this world, so go ahead and ask her for something. Her face will light up when you do.]
bar
[The POINT is the cat-eared head she's presenting and setting carefully down on the bar.]
As promised.
Re: bar
[Aoi will take it and immediately put it on her head, looking a little proud of herself and however it looks, but then she notices her friend's face.]
...did Vanity get punched?
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My sister dropped by. The discussion got a little intense, it's fine.
[She's waving it off, but does seem pretty unconcerned about it. Beyond the usual stubborn attempts at badassery.]
You saying goodbye to this place, or is this you getting ready for the big leagues?
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[Aoi sounds concerned, and starts searching for a baggie to put some ice from the bar into.]
Aoi's gonna work at the bar on Quark's ship. People Aoi doesn't know are here, so it's a way to gain more experience points, right?
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[She folds her arms on the bar, sliding onto a stool and watching Aoi search with mild confusion. The broken arm she kind of gets, her general battered state after definitely not trying to kill Ranma, she gets. The black eye has barely registered as an injury, much less something someone else might be concerned about, even now.]
You're pretty excited, huh.