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

[stenchus_rodentus]

He's right, you know~

Besides, it could be like a resort for me, Basil, and his daughter and her aquatically inclined wife.

[keyofimagination]

... And I suppose the city I'm building won't be enough for you.

[not_over_yet]

[ A quick, whispered aside: ] Rod, you realize you're encouraging him to usurp you, yes?

[ PROCEED WITH CAUTION YOU FOOLISH MAYOR ]

[stenchus_rodentus]

That's yours, I wouldn't wish to take your accomplishment.

[And this whole experience has been cursed thanks.]