Recuérdame.

[riptorn]

[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!)

Comments

[hallotween]

You total jerk, you go and get yourself a boyfriend and then you have to die-- and now you're a super cool skeleton and I'm not and none of this is fair--

[SHE'S CRYING BUT HER FACE OTHERWISE LOOKS COMPLETELY NORMAL IT'S JUST TEARS AND THEN HER FRUSTRATED TEENAGER FACE]

[theduck]

I think I'd prefer you not be a skeleton. It's not that great. I mean, I can barely keep myself together.

[haha]

And we're not-- he's not my boyfriend, we're just...

[...]

Yeah. Sorry. Dying really wasn't part of the plan, I'll admit.

[hallotween]

It's okay. It's never part of anybody's plan. [and she knows that if she starts running through this place, she'll eventually find her dad, and some part of her hopes they run into each other one day.]

You're gonna be happy here, okay? You're gonna stay with him forever and ever, and you're gonna go to a lot of skeleton parties, and maybe one day I'll raise you up as part of a fell army for a little while, and then when I'm old and gray I'll come see you again. Deal?

[theduck]

As long as you promise to try to stay out of trouble, I guess I can try the happiness thing. Maybe not the parties, but... [he glances over at Goofy.] ...I dunno, it's not looking too bad over here.

For the record, raising an army of the undead does count as not staying out of trouble.

[hallotween]

Aw, it'd only be for a little bit...

[UGH BUT FINE. pouts.]

Deal. So you better work extra hard on the happiness part! [BECAUSE SHE'S GIVING UP HER NECROMANCER DREAMS FOR YOU]

[theduck]

I promise I'll try. I've still got a lot of people to keep an eye on over here, though. Kinda stressful.

[Mainly just. Goofy. Although he's worried about that goat fella who seems to be a bit impulsive from what he watched of the rounds, too, and if no one else is going to try and keep things in line here it might as well be him.

He's. He's not going to bother with Kylo, though.]