( DEPARTURE )

[abhoth]

SURVIVORS: 42 At 6:00 PM on the dot, everyone who has died during the ritual will awaken in their respective beds. Whole and unscathed, it would be far too easy to say that everything has been nothing but a fever dream. But the truth, as always, is far different from what the heart yearns for. For the first time in five weeks, night falls over the City of Yuggoth. The sun no longer hangs over your heads, its presence dark and oppressing. Instead, a soft, blue light shines down from the sky. It's not quite the moon, no. The Unclean's avatar is still visible in the sky, after all. But it's comforting. It's the promise of new beginnings, of newly forged bonds, and pacts that neither heaven nor hell are capable of tearing down. Does this singular moment in time make everything they've been through worth it? No, probably not. But this is the end. Their journey is over. Now it's time for forty-one (41) individuals to choose their destination, while one (1) is left behind. The unmarked room between the Kitchen (still wrecked — thanks, Tsurugi) and Laundry room is now open. Faceless men will be giving away baseball caps, pens, keychains and all the splendor of Yuggoth, as well as glossy photos taken throughout the ritual... for most, it will be a photo of their dead body and the manner in which they died. Yikes. A toy machine has also been left here, with a sign that reads TELEGRAM FUND: DEPOSIT YOUR CLUE TOKENS SO EVERYONE CAN CONTACT THEIR FRIENDS. THIS DOES NOT INCLUDE ANDERSEN, SO DON'T ASK. - ABIGAIL. Manning the Curio Shop won't be the only duties the faceless men have been relegated to, however. They'll be hunting down everyone but the new facilitator in order to give them a bus ticket. The destination and time of departure will be blank upon initially receiving it, but as soon as one thinks of where they want to go? Both fields will be filled in, and will be adjusted accordingly if anyone has a last minute change of heart. It seems like, in the end, it's up to the residents to decide whether to return home or to catch a ride with one of their new friends. Starting from 6:00 AM on Tuesday morning (a fact only discernible thanks to the Grandfather clocks, as the sun refuses to rise again), double decker buses will roll by the motel to pick residents up. There will be several buses, each one remaining at the entrance for fifteen minutes and the next one arriving after an hour long interval. Bus tickets will refuse to change after the first bus has arrived, so try not to be too indecisive lest you wish to remain in this realm or strike a deal with the Unclean. On the bright side, there are at least two to four days before everyone has returned home. May as well get those final goodbyes over with, right? It's a wrap, everyone! Thank you for the wild ride, and don't forget to check out the Love Meme and TL;CR Meme. You can use this post to thread out those last goodbyes. ( quick navigation ) ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation

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[nowyouseeit]

[Kaito's ticket is filled out almost immediately-- Ekoda, Tokyo, Japan, year 20XX. after all, if he wasn't the one to accept Unclean's deal, then there was never a doubt in his mind where he needed to be]

[he can be found quite a few places prior to departure! the first is in the parking lot, his ticket raised above his head as he inspects it in the soft blue light, one hand resting in his pocket. he's mumbling something to himself. . . I mean, a change of scenery is kinda nice, but she couldn't give us an ACTUAL moon? C'mon!]

[the second is in the curio shop, although he isn't there to grab souvenirs. he seems to be wandering idly around it, taking in the sights, both hands linked behind his head. I think I might actually miss this place, heh. Er-- only this room, though. Not everything!]

[and finally, he can be found standing near the toy machine, scanning Abigail's message with one brow raised. if anyone else is nearby, he'll lift his head and nod at them before asking]

Got any tokens to put in this thing? I think it'd be kinda nice if we could still talk to each other after we go home, yeah?

Plus, I really wanna know how inter-dimensional telegrams work.

[g101]

Already did!

[ hajime's slapping motivational notes on the toy machine, taping them there with clear scotch tape likely retrieved by one of the faceless men. ]

It won't be awkward for you?

[nowyouseeit]

[he shoots her a thumbs up! with the hand that's been in a sling for the past three weeks or so]

Can't think of a reason why it would be awkward.

[he smiles, a genuine smile, as he leans forward to peer at her motivational notes]

Trying to keep people positive all the way to the end, huh?

[18x0]

I had one. It's already in.

[Akane's here in her hideous VISIT BEAUTIFUL YUGGOTH t-shirt, and she's going for a hug. OH NOOOOO]

[nowyouseeit]

[he opens his mouth to respond, but then-- oh.]

[another hug]

[like before, he stiffens and doesn't return it immediately, almost as though he isn't. quite sure?? what to do??]

Akane. . .

[18x0]

[while still hugging him, she whispers into his ear:]

I hope you won't have to play at being a villain anymore. Being a good person is much better for your heart.

[nowyouseeit]

[. . . AAAAAAAAAH. . .]

[he wraps his arms around her-- both of them, this time-- and squeezes tightly]

Heh.

Back home, I'm already a villain. [he says, somewhat wryly] A different sort than the one I was forced to be here, though.

[18x0]

[she gives a little hum of amusement, unsurprised, before finally pulling away.]

Then here's to being terrible people and doing the right thing. Good luck, Kaito.

[nowyouseeit]

[he pulls away as well, arms falling back to his sides]

S'not an easy burden to bear. But someone's gotta do it, right?

[someone has to be willing to bear those burdens to save lives. and after what she told him on Friday night, he definitely thinks Akane understands that]

'Course, that said, I'm still a "third option" kinda guy. Being stuck between a rock and a hard place here isn't gonna change that.

[18x0]

Yeah. Someone always has to.

[She's been playing the role of a villain for the greater good since she was twelve years old. She knows how it is.]

Never lose that resolve, okay? And let me know whenever you do figure out options like that. I'd like to be reminded that they're possible.

[nowyouseeit]

[his eyes twinkle. that determination was never extinguished, no matter how hard things in Yuggoth became]

I won't.

Keep in touch, all right? I wanna know how things are now that you've saved the lives of six million people.

[wristbands]

[she's politely refusing some of the more macabre souvenirs that the faceless men offer her when she overhears kaito's comment. she turns her head his way, curiosity written all over her face.]

What's so special about this room?

[nowyouseeit]

[he might grab a t-shirt?? or something?? he's, uh. totally avoiding those pictures of everyone's deaths, though]

[he tilts his head to the side when Chie addresses him, small smile playing on his lips]

S'where the Hunters had our weekly meetings. Every Monday, 6:00 p.m. sharp.

. . . it holds a lot of memories.

[some of them painful, but some of them were. . . nice]

[wristbands]

[a t-shirt sounds nice, but they tried pushing a keychain of the candy bowl the survivors found body parts in every week and she was not having any of that.]

Oooh... so your secret base of operations. [looks around the room] It's a lot classier than where my friends and I used to meet at home for investigation meetings, that's for sure.

[nowyouseeit]

[uh yeah he can't blame her for that. especially since some of those body parts belong to. . . him. . .]

Yeah? [he tilts his head, intrigued] What sorta things did you guys investigate? And where did you meet?

[wristbands]

Um... serial murders, and in our local mall's food court?

[LOOK IT SOUNDS A LOT LESS RIDICULOUS WITH CONTEXT OK]

[crushcard]

[ unfortunately he received no clue tokens, oops, otherwise he would have put them into the machine. there's a few people that he would like to keep in touch with, after all. ]

I could probably try reverse engineering it, if I knew how they were sent out in the first place.

[ PUSH TECHNOLOGY TO ITS LIMITS. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[at least it seems there are other people who are depositing tokens for inter-dimensional telegrams! all is not lost]

You think so? Your world actually has the technology for that?

[crushcard]

[ A grin. He never actually got to tell Kaito about this, hm. ]

I've crossed dimensions.

[ and nearly died doing it, idiot. ]

If I can send people to other dimensions, knowing how to send items to specific dimensions merely requires more refinement of my existing work.

[nowyouseeit]

Seriously?

[color him intrigued!]

If you can actually send people to other dimensions, then you could start an inter-dimensional bussing service so we can all visit each other.

[and Andersen, goes unsaid, but heavily implied]

[crushcard]

[ The things that happen in 90s shounen anime I guess.

His smile is wry. ]

I can't guarantee anything just yet - I doubt any of you want to end up in the Egyptian afterlife by accident.

[ But he'll try. That's what he's good at, anyway. Breaking limits, transcending boundaries. And best not to let the Unclean know what you're plotting, am I right. ]

[nowyouseeit]

[UH]

I wouldn't wanna end up there on purpose, much less on accident.

[another grin]

Talk to Dipper. His great uncle apparently knows a thing or two about crossing dimensions, too.

[thawedheart]

I wish I did.

[Yukina would love to contribute to the communication fund - but her hands and her pockets are empty, unfortunately.]

...it's a little sad. I'm... ready to go home.

[She glances off to one side.]

But I'm not ready to say goodbye to you, Kaito-san.

[nowyouseeit]

[as are Kaito's, alas. he used up his one clue token way back on week 2]

Then don't say goodbye.

[he says, smile soft and fond]

Say, "talk to you later."