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foolishmortals2018-03-17 10:26 pm
riptorn) wrote in foolishmortals2018-03-17 10:26 pm
Recuérdame.
[Those of you who wish to see those who passed on? You'll be directed outside by Zeus, where he raises his arms, and marigolds begin to float around him. They float upwards, and form into a bridge.
It's structurally sound, and it seems fitting that you can cross it.
Eventually, you'll see it. Elysium. The Land of The Dead. Gentle music plays as you cross over into the city.
It's...festive. It's always festive. The architecture is colorful and full of spirit, and your group seems to be the only ones...human in appearance. Even your old friends seem to be a bit more skeletal in appearance. You can spend as much time here as you like, but eventually, that bridge will disappear. And you'll have to leave.
But...they'll never truly be gone. Not if you remember them. And someday, you'll join them. But for now, you celebrate. You've earned your happy ending.]
(ooc: This is the last log for the three canon rounds of Foolish Mortals! Thanks for coming along for the ride - we loved having you, and we hope to see ya real soon!)
It's structurally sound, and it seems fitting that you can cross it.
Eventually, you'll see it. Elysium. The Land of The Dead. Gentle music plays as you cross over into the city.
It's...festive. It's always festive. The architecture is colorful and full of spirit, and your group seems to be the only ones...human in appearance. Even your old friends seem to be a bit more skeletal in appearance. You can spend as much time here as you like, but eventually, that bridge will disappear. And you'll have to leave.
But...they'll never truly be gone. Not if you remember them. And someday, you'll join them. But for now, you celebrate. You've earned your happy ending.]
(ooc: This is the last log for the three canon rounds of Foolish Mortals! Thanks for coming along for the ride - we loved having you, and we hope to see ya real soon!)
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So this is real death, huh? Interesting place. More... cheery than I expected.
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Yes, Wander uses that word for everything, but how else can he describe the bridge of marigolds, the bright festive colors, the dead in beautiful clothing. Those dresses are gorgeous. He will remember this land along with the hundreds and hundreds he has visited in his life.]
It's beautiful...
[Memories. It's what keeps people and planets alive. Wander had dedicated himself to remember all the names he came across. He had no phone on him, but he didn't have to.
But he should write down everything before he goes home. He can't come back, so this is his last chance to remember. His hat provides the notepad and pen, and when he needs a moment to stand back and marvel at the sight, he has his banjo to play along with the music. Learning it, recording the emotions associated with the sounds and the people around him.]
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Ford Pines turns, and sees familiar faces coming across that bridge of marigolds, and even without a nose or eyebrows, his face splits into a bright smile immediately.]
I told you they'd come, Fiddleford.
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WHICH I GUESS IS NOT THERE ANYMORE????? WHATEVER]
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I... have to go find some people, babe. Want me to introduce you?
[ AND EVENTUALLY, THEY ARE OFF ON A ROGUE ONE HUNT ]
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I'm with you the whole way, honey.
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... Actually, Joshua does not want to stick around here for too long because of the off chance of a bunch of dead Shibuya townspeople having wound up here so instead he's going to hang on this side of the bridge instead of going over to meet the dead folks for now. This is fine. We're fine.
We need to start thinking about the future anyway and what we're going to do after this.]
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But...seeing this...he thinks he might have a chance.]
F-Ford! Mr. McGucket! Lekmet! Where are you?!?
[If he can just find them, maybe, just maybe he can fix this. He can fix everything that went wrong, and everyone can be happy again. They could...they could have the happy ending they earned.]
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Still. It's not as though it's unusual to see Donald being grumpy. And even then, he's, uh, got a poorly thought out dad joke in store if anyone actually goes over to him.]
Took you long enough! We've been dying of boredom over here!
[Get it. Dying. He fell off a mountain.]
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[ Thalia wanders around, surprised. ]
I guess everything looks a little...strange in this dimension. [ But she likes it. It feels...homey. It feels like an embrace. ]
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There's a weirdly familiar skeleton who maintained a weirdly familiar scar in the middle of a crowd kind of just. Looking at you. He didn't? plan for this??? ]
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More importantly Betty is here, slung across his bony shoulders where she belongs, all in one piece. She died a hero's death too and she deserves to be here. And hey -- now that his fingers don't have any flesh he has even less of a reason to need banjo picks. He picks idly along with the ambient music, catching different melodies as they drift in and out from every direction. The Box was so dark and empty, so isolated, maddeningly so. If he has to spend eternity here, if this is what Heaven really is, then he can do that. He can do that and enjoy it.]
Hey y'all. Glad you made it over.
[A brightly-colored neon possum is curled up on his shoulder, two beady red eyes regarding the arriving living with great interest.]
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y'know what lets just do this Now
cool. great. i love dying and being dead.
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Not this time.
But for those listening, there's the sharp crack of a rifle shot not too far off. Gaston's gone at last to the great big hunting ground in the sky.
Sorry, Bambi. ]
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[And Soos is running off in the direction of that shot, really unsure of what the heck he'll find.]
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you can all blame lepo for this
H--Hey, uh. Has anyone seen my Dad yet?
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oh shit]
He...um, he kinda didn't...make it...
[HE REGRETS EVERYTHING]
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Right now, he's flying pretty high, giving an occasional yelp of excitement. He feels so much younger too, none of that old goatman physique. And if his skeleton falls apart it's not too hard to put himself back together. That last bit he found out after crashing too hard (as usual), though at least he wasn't confined to flying in small spaces. The Manor sucked, and dying in dismaland sucked even more. But he's free now.
He's been hovering near the bridge area, circling about the infinite sky before descending to the newcomers below with all the grace of an angel.]
You made it! You're all alive too, it's so good to see you guys!!!
[He almost looks normal, though his fur is gone, and most of his skeleton body is hidden under his robes. There sure is a strange, gaping hole in his chest! His wings are fully intact, fluttering a bit as he speaks.
Reunion START!]
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[HI HERE'S A GATOR SCRAMBLING TO CATCH UP AND TACKLE THE GOAT IN A GREAT BIG GATOR HUG]
LEKMET! You're here! [He pulls back a little to smooch him lightly on the snout.] Oh, man, wait 'till Marco and Star see you! Say, you look a bit thinner--have you been workin' out?
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[MUFFLED SOBBING]
YOU DESERVE THIS
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Or, well, two someones.]
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....Leia?
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CLOSED TO ROD
Yet, someone does.]
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But god they were best friends at one point, and when he noticed his absence, he decides to seek him out.
Soon enough, Walt will find Rod sitting on the building next to him, looking out at the reunion.]
It's finally over, isn't it?
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Hey, everyone! It's me! Your friend, L-
[A knife is thrown at him from afar, and he trips off the bridge trying to dodge it. He falls off to the abyss below, screaming.]
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What I'm saying is that Kylo Ren is just kind of...lurking around all of this. For now.]
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Hey-o, Kylo.
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[She awkwardly waves.]
Thank you for saving her.
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I've never seen anything like this before... [It's a little awkward to stare at the skeleton people - who, to be fair, are likely staring at all of them - so instead she crouches down near a napping spirit animal, some little cat creature with what look like deer antlers and bat wings?? Weird...] If this is the real afterlife that waits for us when we die... it's almost comforting.
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[UGH she hates happy endings!]
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Han approaches Stan gingerly, not sure how much he knows about...him. About any of it. ]
Stanley Pines?
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He took one take, two takes and he thought for sure that he just.. drank too much. Yeah. Too much alcohol.
Except his last drink was two nights ago.
Also it's not Dia Los Muertos so like the Fuck]
Ay-ay-ay, that's a lot of family we're gonna have to find to get their blessings...
[The skeleton expresses under his breath, before he walks over to the group.]
How did so many of you cross over the bridge at once? Did you steal an entire graveyard?!
[since as far as he knows the only way living people can get here is if they steal stuff or thats what hes heard anyway]
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[He's a very big fan of your work sssshh]
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A change in status quo
After a pause, Rod clears his throat.]
Everyone, I have an announcement to make:
Walt will be staying here, and he has bestowed upon me the crystal and pen to take care of from now on. I'm not entirely sure what I'm going to do with them, but... I think I owe it to everyone to make this universe as beautiful as I possibly can.
If anyone has any questions about anything, I will be happy to answer them.
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Pines-Organa, Party of Two - CEREMONY
She carries a little bouquet of marigolds, standing at the head of the aisle formed by the attendees, and loops her arm through Han's as the ambient music swells around them all.]
You're sure about this? Giving me away?
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He's got two skeletons beside him, his twin and his very-soon-to-be wife's twin. He's technically speaking been married twice, but once was to a clockwork prospector and once was to a woman who tried to rob him blind 45 minutes later. Not to mention it's been about 48 hours since he last slept and he's bruised and beaten up and starting to panic and break out in a cold sweat, wondering if maybe they shouldn't have waited the year after all.]
I'm gonna pass out.
[He mumbles, barely audible.]
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Most of them would see each other again.
He can only celebrate with Lefou for so long. The more he's with him, the harder it becomes to think about anything but Elysium. About seeing his skeleton, and then never seeing them again.
Eventually he tears away, and goes to seek answers from the best source he can think of. He goes to find Zeus.]
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[Zeus is over at the bar, drinking a margarita. Let the man live.]
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