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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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[Save him he's drowning. He glances helplessly at Fiddleford.]
Look, I'm not good at this. Never have been, probably never will be. But I'm sorry, Shifty. You were like...like my kid. My weird, slimy, clever kid. I was just...I wasn't a great dad.
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...Well, maybe I don't need you, da- Ford! You don't know me! Because you're... a jerk!
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[His tone is mild, and the insult earns him a laugh.]
It wouldn't be the first time I'd been called that, to be fair.
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Well! I'm not the only one here who's dad disappeared to get a pack of smokes or beakers or what have you. At least I have company who understands me now!
[Shifty Chicken Little friendship when]
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Well...then I'm glad you've made friends. It's a long afterlife, after all.