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!)

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[sorrydoods]

[And there's the final answer. They're gone. Forever. And there's nothing they can do about it.

He deflates a little bit, but he keeps standing, figuring there's one other thing he should ask.]

Are we ever gonna see you again? Or is this, like...the end of ever knowing you?

[keyofimagination]

Perhaps it's not the end. Once everything is cleaned up I plan on building new bodies for the EPCOT citizens and rebuilding Walt's old pocket dimension. I may have a new role, but I felt too comfortable living in a theme park to live anywhere else long term.

When it gets finished, I might open it up to the public. I know I can't return to the old days, but I believe we can make something wonderfully new but familiar.

[sorrydoods]

[So, they could see each other again. He guesses that could be a good thing. Probably not a bad thing, either. But hearing that, there's still one more thing that pops into his head.]

Any chance I could get a ticket there if you do?

[...it sounds interesting okay...]

[keyofimagination]

Perhaps, this is only something I've been thinking about for the past couple of minutes.

I have no intention of becoming as capitalist as Walt was, so I doubt the tickets would cast over a hundred American dollars, at least.

[sorrydoods]

...tickets there cost over a hundred bucks?!

[What's so special about that place?!]

[keyofimagination]

That's Walt for you. Extreme capitalist to the end.

[sorrydoods]

Yeah, I guess so.

Um, it was nice meeting you, even if the circumstances weren't...really the best.

[He offers a hand to shake.]

[keyofimagination]

It was a pleasure meeting you as well.

[Rod shakes his hand.]

[fairlypushy]

. . . Don't turn anybody into a hologram. [What a bizarrely Specific warning.] Kids don't - they don't deserve that.

[keyofimagination]

[... Idly looks at his hands.

He's... he's a hologram too technically.]

I promise I won't turn everyone into a hologram unless they already were one at the time of their "birth". And I will especially not force any children to do any of my dirty work.

[He is still vaguely aware of Amanda's universe, at least.]

[fairlypushy]

. . . Thanks. I have - I have to go back and protect my own parks, but you can. [mmmmMMMMM SHE DOESN'T WANT TO SAY THIS BUT] You can call me, if there's ever trouble. I'll bring all my friends.

[She feels a bizarre kinship to this hologram man now and it Sucks but ohana means family and family means nobody gets left behind. Not even your uncle's weird hologram boyfriend.]

[keyofimagination]

[He smiles at Amanda.]

Thank you for the offer, Amanda. If you ever need my help with anything, I will offer my services as well.

[fairlypushy]

I'll call. [She smiles back.] Even if it's just to complain about DHI technology being on the fritz again.

[Also because Ridley Pearson is never going to let me rest. He's going to have to die before I'm free of this prison.]