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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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[ He doesn't want one of his regrets to be "haven't tasted any of Velvet's cooking". Sometimes it really is the little things. ]
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[ He's smiling slightly. ]
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[Now that's it done cooling or whatever, she serves him a slice.]
Here. Try it for yourself.
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Knoll will take a bite out of it. ]
You're right. The food you cook is immensely better than what those beings had served.
...With just the right amount of everything.
[ He may have been vaguely teasing a bit about the spinach thing. ]
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... It's still nowhere near as good as Celica's. I thought with my taste back I might be able to get closer, but... I've started to forget what it actually tasted like to begin with.
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I haven't had Celica's, so I wouldn't know to compare, but it's still really good. Maybe for now...that could be good enough?
[ He wouldn't really know if it was--for her. However, it may be as good as it can get for now. ]
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[Because that isn't obvious already.]
I'll have to remember the adjustments I made when I get back. I want everyone else to try it too.
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Would it be easier to write it down on a piece of paper so you don't forget? And I assume by 'everyone else' you mean your friends?
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[For the most part, she had gotten used to cooking without taste, but it does help a lot honestly.]
And I guess you could call them that. You'd probably get along with some of them, honestly.
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[ ... ]
...Who would I get along with? Just out of curiosity?
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[There's a fondness to her tone, especially when it comes to Laphicet.]
Then again... you might be okay with Magilou too. I mean, you and L'Arachel are friends, right? Magilou's just as annoying, but without all that self-righteousness.
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[ He means it; if he could meet them, he would. ]
I never really thought anyone else could come as close to Princess L'arachel's personality, but since knowing there are other worlds out there I learned that anything is possible. I really don't believe I'd have an issue getting along with any of them either. If anything, I would likely ask Eizen and Laphicet quite a few questions...
[ By a few he means a lot. He likes learning about new things. ]
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[Magilou's almost worst, though. Since she has to deal with her on a more regular basis.]
I'm sure they'd be happy to oblige. But still... all of them, their sins are almost as great as mine. No ordinary person would follow the Lord of Calamity, after all.
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[ He doesn't know how else to put it to be honest. ]
...Even Laphicet's sins are nearly just as bad?