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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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[She leans forward to peer at the photograph, and smiles when she sees it. She can tell from how worn out it is that Kaiba's kept it for some time - which, of course, means that it must be precious to him.
You don't protect a scrap of paper like that unless it has some kind of meaning, after all.]
...I've never met my brother. But... I hope he's like you. ...what is your brother like?
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I actually hope that he turns out nothing like me.
[ Because Kaiba knows that he has the capacity to be a terrible person. Has been a terrible person, once. ]
You're both kind. And Mokuba... he's good with people, like you are. I have no doubts that if he had been in your position, he would have wanted to save everyone, too.
If I'd killed Girge, or if you'd asked me to help the Hunters kill anyone - keeping him safe would have been my incentive.
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...by the time he finishes, she's still smiling.]
That's exactly why I hope what I do, Kaiba-san. Family is important... Maybe the most important thing of all.
[It sounds like truth, because to her, it is.]
If I'm like him, as you say... Then I can say with certainty that he'll be overjoyed to see you again. [They're going to separate places now. She knows that - but she also knows that, if they did by some chance meet again, she would be thrilled.] But... I'm sure you don't need anyone else to tell you that.