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

[angelgoatdemon]

As am I!

[He gives him a big, warm hug! Well, he's a lot bony now that his fur is mostly gone.]

It's not so bad here, I promise!

[Remembering the final case and underworld reunion feels...more recent than he thought it would be. Time sure does stretch]

[sorrydoods]

I...are you sure? I just...

[He doesn't like the new version of this hug. It's too boney for what he's used to for Lekmet. He hates it. He wants to change it, but...he knows he can't do anything about it.]

I wish you didn't have to be stuck here.

[angelgoatdemon]

It's like home here, there's no more suffering like it was back then.

The shadows- The Other Side- They never did stop until I woke up here. They even...warned me. Even if- if I brought Kylo back, I was at the end of my life; exhausted all my magical life force.

[On a lighter note, he admires his surroundings, a bright and colorful change from the Phantom Manor]

Isn't there an Earth tradition about this place? It's so pretty here.

[sorrydoods]

[He needs to take in a deep breath, then let out a shaky sigh before he can keep going.]

I...at least there's something good about it all, then.

And...yeah, there is. Dia de los muertos. If you want, I...I could put a photo of you on an ofrenda, if you want. To remember you by.

[He won't forget him, of course. He was practically a second dad while they were stuck in the manor, but...it feels like it's a good thing to offer.]

[angelgoatdemon]

It feels a lot better than one of those stuffy boxes- not that I've ended up there accidentally. You know how it is!

[His tone is light-hearted in attempt to diffuse some of the tension. The goat looks...genuinely at peace here. It's pretty much impossible for him to suffer here]

You're a good man, I really appreciate everything you've done. And please...don't ever blame yourself for the things that happened. No one could have predicted it. It's going to be okay.

[sorrydoods]

Yeah, I...I kinda thought it would be better than one of those.

[And there's that thing they all keep telling him. Don't blame yourself, there was nothing you could do, it was for the greater good, etc. Even if they kept saying it, it still felt like he could only blame himself for most of it. But...he already knows the routine at this point. Nod, put on a smile, and agree. It's...a little harder this time, but he still gets the smile on.]

O-okay. I'll...I'll try to remember that.

[angelgoatdemon]

I'm serious, Soos, it really will. Think of it this way, it's no box, there is no longer any greater evil as an imminent threat... We make do with what and who we still have. Trauma is a hard thing to deal with.

[He thinks about something for a moment]

...Maybe I can come visit more often through Oujia board magic, but that's not really my specialty. Or Interdimensional Mirror phone calls, similar to that item back in the Manor.

[sorrydoods]

I know, I just...it's hard to get over this, really. Knowing you, Ford, Mr. McGucket, and a bunch of others ended up getting killed for it. Even if you're alright with it, I'm just...not.

[Another thing he wishes he could change, but he knows he can't. These deaths were more permanent thanks to them being outside of these blood rituals. He needed to get over it, but...it wasn't going to be happening anytime soon.

That...that does make him think of something, though.]

I...guess we could do something like that. Get some mirror like that, or get a Ouija board. Do you really think it could work, though?

[What is this? Could it be? Hope?]