Week Two

[letsplayamod]

Okay, maybe it hasn't been so easy. You've been enjoying a relatively pleasant time here with your fellow gods and Athena, only for a disgruntled Titan to seemingly pull the rug out from under that.

Despite the immediate threat from a hidden foe, you've managed to stave off their first attack. However, even if the grass may seem greener this week, or the sky a bit clearer, Athena can barely hide her troubled feelings. If this experiment is to be a success, what has to happen to make it that way?

You're all alive, though. That's worth celebrating, isn't it?

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[phototraces]

[Wendy has been around but mostly keeping to herself so seeing Alex find her makes her worried.]

Alex? What’s wrong?

[rockymountaindie]

Wendy. It's- not wrong, I just...

[ For once, he's trying to keep a lid on his nervous energy. Emphasis on trying. ]

I got something. Something I think you'd recognize.

[phototraces]

…oh no.

[She winces. She doesn’t fully know what it is but she can guess.]

Can I see it?

[rockymountaindie]

It's...

[ Alex lets out a sigh and withdraws a stack of photographs from his pocket. On top is, well... ]

They're your omens. Aren't they?

Cw: mild references to anxiety and possible emeto

[phototraces]

[Her blood runs cold. Her mouth dries. Her stomach twists.

She stare at the picture. She knows that—]

Oh, god… [She feels like she just wants to throw up.]

It is—I never… wanted to see that—

[The world was growing still around them.]

[rockymountaindie]

[ All at once, Alex covers it with his hand. ]

I'll destroy 'em. All of them. I'll rip each one of them into tiny pieces and burn them, if that's what you want.

[phototraces]

[She’s shaking but one hand goes over his.]

There’s a picture of a guy in front of the devil… and a girl with a stuffed alligator. I want those. You can destroy the rest.

[rockymountaindie]

[ Alex complies. He turns away so she doesn't have to see any of the others as he flips through them. He knows which ones she's talking about. He'd looked through all of them before getting to the one that confirmed his fears.

Picking the two out, he hands them to her. ]

Here. The others'll be ash before the sun goes down. You never have to look at them ever again.

[phototraces]

[She holds them as if they’re made of glass. Her eyes running over everything. She tears a piece depicting the roller coaster behind the teenage boy. There’s no smile but her staring doesn’t leave room for doubts. She swallows thickly.]

In person anyway… [She could repeat them for detail by detail. Almost down to the smallest piece of scenery. The flag behind Perry. The sad bear behind Lewis.

She sighs as she hands the piece with the roller coaster to him.]

Jason and Carrie. [Her words are quiet.]

cw burning and head injury mentions

[rockymountaindie]

[ Lowly, in understanding, he echoes: ] In person.

[ He still remembers the way the plane shook. The screams. Tod pitching sideways into his lap, head open and bleeding. The fire, engulfing his skin.

These pictures aren't the premonition. But he has a feeling they gave Wendy just as much grief. He had to find omens in the moment...but having them to study, to taunt you. Is that worse? Is it just a different kind of suffering? ]

The ones who...didn't get off the roller coaster. [ Her boyfriend, and her best friend. ] ...Hold on to them. Whatever sick things It's done to- to pollute your memories... Keep them close.

[phototraces]

[The only ones she didn’t see were Ashley and Ashlyn… but she remembered the others. Frankie. Lewis. Erin. Perry. Ian. So much blood. So much death. She sees those scenes at the hardware store, Arnold’s, at the gym, and other places so often in her mind. Places that overlap with noises at a fair… she would never forget that.

She swallows.]

…yeah. I’ve never forgotten them. I don’t think I could. [She stares at the pictures before she closes her eyes.] Carrie introduced me to Jason. He was on the track team but she met him in middle school. He was such a calm guy… my little sister kicked him in the balls the first time she met him.

[There was a small laugh as Wendy opened her eyes.] All he did was wince and said that she should be on a soccer team. Nothing seemed to phase him that much.

[rockymountaindie]

[ Despite it all. Despite...everything, a small smile curls onto Alex's lips as Wendy recounts this to him. ]

He sounds like a fucking chill guy. [ Can't relate. ]

...Clear always said...the way to beat Death was by making something out of life. Find something to love, to...find a second chance with the people around you. I know you...can't do that, with Carrie, with Jason. But...their memories. I think that's a good place to start.