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( DEPARTURE )
 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. ic rulebook | locations | statuses | room assignments private conversations | ic profiles | graveyard | full navigation |
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Hn. I don't plan on returning anytime soon.
[ He's Tired. Also Done with sacrifice ritual bullshit. He won't say it, but he's actually pretty damn impressed that Andersen took the deal with the Unclean. ]
Consider it entertainment material, then. For the next batch of... people, that you have to oversee.
[ That sentence leaves such a bad taste in his mouth. ]
Even if they don't enjoy your sparkling personality, I'm fairly certain they will enjoy your writing.
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I'm not altruistic.
[ He never has been. In fact, he would argue that he's the complete opposite of altruistic. ]
I pay for what I want, Andersen. I want things done and I want them done right. And even if I don't get to see the final product, I trust that you will be able to do the story justice.
[ Maybe if Andersen asks for details, he'll tell. It's not like he'll be able to see Andersen again once he departs. ]
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[ Ah, what the hell. He should have expected this, because Andersen's just a little too nosy for his own good, sometimes.
Or maybe it's a good thing, considering how they're all alive right now. He won't judge. ]
Do you believe in reincarnation, Andersen?
[ It's an odd question, for someone who prides himself on logic, on science, but considering the events of the past few weeks...
He flicks out his deck, draws the top card - he's always had the luck of the draw - flips it around so that the Blue-Eyes White Dragon is visible. ]
It's the story behind this card. I expect your best work on it.