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unknownseas2021-03-27 09:56 pm
thekeyofsea) wrote in unknownseas2021-03-27 09:56 pm
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There's always a lighthouse
[ Blinking, bruised, but not defeated, you all stumble forward into the light. It's a quicker and easier trek downhill to the beach than it was up to the lighthouse by far - especially, perhaps, for those of you eager to see your previously fallen fellow passengers.
LeChuck comes with you, of course - not that he has much other choice, struck low by the Ultimate Insult as he is - and already on the beach or upon the ship they sailed from hell itself are the dead, ghostly but present. You can touch them, there's just a weird glow and you can kind of see their skeletons?
Jones, for his part, stands on the deck of the Dutchman, a plank lowered by his crew to the sand below for anyone who wants to speak with him. There will come a time to decide what to do next, but for now... focus on reuniting and figuring out what happens to that mean ol' LeChuck now.
Welcome to your Golden End. ]
(ooc: Congratulations, everyone! Feel free to mingle here to your hearts' content - tomorrow afternoon or evening, your ride home will be resolved, and that'll lead to an optional mingle with any Round 1 characters who wish to join and commiserate about the experience!)
LeChuck comes with you, of course - not that he has much other choice, struck low by the Ultimate Insult as he is - and already on the beach or upon the ship they sailed from hell itself are the dead, ghostly but present. You can touch them, there's just a weird glow and you can kind of see their skeletons?
Jones, for his part, stands on the deck of the Dutchman, a plank lowered by his crew to the sand below for anyone who wants to speak with him. There will come a time to decide what to do next, but for now... focus on reuniting and figuring out what happens to that mean ol' LeChuck now.
Welcome to your Golden End. ]
(ooc: Congratulations, everyone! Feel free to mingle here to your hearts' content - tomorrow afternoon or evening, your ride home will be resolved, and that'll lead to an optional mingle with any Round 1 characters who wish to join and commiserate about the experience!)
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[But he's alive, uncovered left eye glowing bright red, and absolutely exhausted.]
...It's good to see you all again.
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Same. Without you ending up where we were, that is.
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The first thing Filbo does when he arrives to the beach really is going straight to the ocean, as if that will help remove the memory of the icky sensation of holding a heart. After that, though...]
...welcome back! I...I dunno what to say, just welcome back!
[He's just so happy. Everyone who died is...well, not alive, but they're here! That's something to be happy about, and now that there's no more trial in the future? He feels so much relief]
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You don't need to know, you know; I think those words are just enough to get the point across.
[This is still a little awkward, all things considered, but...well, she still considers Filbo a friend, so she's not going to just ignore him. She'll walk a little closer.]
How are you holding up, after all of that?
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She climbs off the ghosts' ship -- why does the side have Queen Alice's Revenge written on it, no, wait, you can all tell who authorized that name and it wasn't her -- and takes a deep breath before smiling.]
So... what do we do now?
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[He holds up his ghostly hand.]
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She'd had faith, really, that the guidance they'd had would see them through - that things in the end would work out, simply because they had to work out. Because considering the alternative was unthinkable, and because she's had enough of being mired in the worst case scenario. Some part of her still carries Freyr with her, and his desire to have faith in the mortals, and for the first time in a long time she doesn't find the idea of such a thing to be distasteful.
And now...well, here everyone is, and this is painfully surreal and she keeps kind of looking herself over vaguely now that all of this is done, and she's muttering a little to herself ("we really do look like we've crawled right out of Hel's ranks, don't we"); for the time being, she's content to just find somewhere to...
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Sink down onto the beach and just kind of. sit. for a while. wow.
She feels a little awkward about approaching those who survived to the end, somewhat; after what she did, she imagines some awkwardness is warranted. But the fact of the matter is that for once she seems happy, and she's smiling to herself, and she seems pretty content with how all of that seems to have gone.
...She's also totally got a fucking boat oar with her but we don't. Ask about that. That is her oar, goddammit.]
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[they're a mess.]
That was impressive with the oar, though.
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Hey guys. We fought a bunch of fish people and skeletons. It was awesome.
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Flayn's going to kneel by him before offering a hand.]
Can you sit up?
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But for now, Yeager's either helping escort poor goddamn Lelouch to somewhere safe so he can chill or he's found a rock somewhere to sit on, looking out at everyone alive and dead. He's got that massive scythe of his resting against his shoulder and for the first time in a long time, his expression actually looks closer to a smile than a smirk.
Feel free to join him if you like; he's not going anywhere any time soon. If you're one of the living, he'll greet you by holding up a hand.]
Thanks for your help today; we really did cut it a little close there, ja?
[And for you deceased...]
It's good to see you again. How have you all been holding up?
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Honey, the feeling could not be more mutual! As for how we've been holding up...well, that's a story and a half, so let me put that on hold for a second to give you a well-earned reward for all your hard work.
[It's a hug. He's giving Yeager a nice, warm hug.]
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You're welcome, by the way.
[ Or, if you're dead, while she could easily still say the first part, she might also remark, with a faux brightness: ]
Oh, did you do something with your hair?
[ Meanwhile, Tiffany is just... god she's just walking all over the place, full of knives and Decus' evil paperweight and a chaos emerald, but that's a problem for Future Magica. ]
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Hey- HEY! Drop that! Drop- bad landshark! Drop it!
[There is a chase being conducted, presumably.]
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As the survivors come into view, he grins and waves excitedly.]
Darlings! Our heroes! You made it!!
[After the initial excitement dies down, he'll be checking in with his fellow dead.]
How are you doing, honey? You were amazing out there! Don't think I missed a second of it!
[He might've been busy pulling a few smooth moves of his own, but he's always here to see his friends kick some pirate butt!]
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...Naturally, Plumeria is going to attempt to go off and wallflower a bit--what can she say, she's definitely a little more than overwhelmed by large crowds--but she won't deny the company, at least. And to any of the living that come over...]
Well, it looks like you all made it out in one piece. Color me impressed.
[It's a wry statement, but no less truthful for it. To her fellow dead, she sighs a bit, but...]
How are you holding up?
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[Data seems way too calm for greeting dead people, of course. If he's a little affected, well, it's all in the eyebrows. Also, he's definitely got a cat backpack slung over his arm, and he will be taking Parker out of it. Parker can go and see his ghost mother now.
Spot remains imprisoned! No justice for Spot!]
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[He is probably not actively smoking at this point, but he is still notably ashy.]
So I take it you guys handled the chucklehead that was bossing around Davy, huh?
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...Did we do it?
[He seems like he almost can't believe that it's over. That the living survived and beat LeChuck. That they're all free and can see each other again.
...He's also looking for a specific someone, but he's trying not to be too obvious about it.]
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...I can't believe it's over. I didn't... It was pretty bad, this whole time.
[To any of the departed he's spoken to before, even if not very much, he'll eventually approach them, too.]
I was able to see some of the action. Impressive as hell, I've gotta hand it to you!
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[she does not know how to deal with this]
We did everything we could. We had some help from the real Calypso, and I assume that's who opened the portal that started letting the ocean into the Locker. But you must've done well to survive, too.
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It seems we both played our parts admirably. Is the Captain under control for now?
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He actually is smiling a bit about the whole thing. Maybe because he got to do some cool fighting, but maybe because...]
Well done, all of you.
[It even sounds sincere instead of sarcastic!]
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Everything hurts, but she has marched with worse, and so she shoulders her bag, clips her staff to her back, lets Kissa ride on her shoulder, and holds Emily tight as she hurries down to the beach, coming to a stop, and just...taking it all in. Everyone. Everything. There's tears in her eyes, and a big smile on her face, and for those of you not alive to see it? You can see she's cut her hair quite short, and her ears stick out from underneath. Pointed, and unmistakably inhuman, but...that's still the girl you once knew.]
Hello...! We - we saw you from above, you were - magnificent!
[Where does she even begin, who does she hug first? Does she need to come up on the ship to hug you? Is she allowed?]
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But he does watch over everyone, and lights his pipe to breathe deep. If anyone has any last things to talk to him about, this seems like the time and place! He won't object to any of you coming aboard. ]
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You're free now?
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He's still wearing his stupid beige coat--though it seems more tattered and filthy than before. With a small, fatigued smirk, he looks down at anyone who approaches him.]
Told you we'd find a way out.
[Is he acting like this was his plan all along? Absolutely. Was it his plan? No. Like most of his 'plans', things fell apart quite quickly. Has he learned at all from this experience? Well...perhaps a bit, but Constantine's still relatively unchanged, being the overconfident, stupid bastard that he is.]
You wouldn't happen to be willing to have room in that body to temporarily house another soul, would you? [A pause. Constantine lets out a sharp laugh.] Nah, nah, I can't possess people. At least, I don't think I can.
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Table that idea for now, actually. I've got just the thing.
[ And she just holds out one of those clown dolls. Why in the fuck did she keep Charlie Pants in her bag while jettisoning perfectly useable stuff instead? This exact moment, apparently! ]
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i couldve sworn i replied to this...........
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He'll offer a smile and a wave to anyone who approaches. ]
Hey. Looks like you all did pretty good.
[ ...Unless he catches you looking at Alice and her glowy skeleton too hard, and then he's just going to step in between the two of you with a glare. ]
Hey, you'd better not be trying to get a peek at my Alice's insides!
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Hey! You guys did it!
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Scott you actually do turn into coins, what in the world??
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So, she comes down off the boat before long. She sure looks smug, for someone who's partly transparent and sort of glowing. ]
That was pretty impressive, wasn't it? I have to admit that I'm impressed that my crew performed as admirably as they did. Surprised, but impressed.
[ She giggles. Later, she'll probably make more of an effort to approach people, living or (sort of?) dead. ]
So, now what? Are we all just expected to stay here, now?
[ She'd like to not be all ghosty, please! ]
Later
[And you know she means it 100% sincerely. Ugh, bet you didn't miss Flaynie, huh.]
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Guybrush Threepwood, mighty pirate™ sets down on the beach, enjoying a moment to just... hang out near the water, enjoying the wind and the ocean spray. Someone new? He'll offer you a ghostly wave.]
Ahoy! I'm Guybru- IS THAT LECHUCK?!
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[Lalli is assuming that it's someone important, but he died just before Jack did so he doesn't know what's going on here.]
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He flips around, eyeing the ships just out in the water.]
Guh... Okay. Okay, I just need to- [turns around] Aw. Crap.
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...Handsome Jack is alive too, what ought we do with him?
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A DEAL WITH DAVY JONES
So! I heard you survivors had a deal you wished to strike with me, regarding this low-life you have so tamed?
[ Gotta make it Official, apparently. ]
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[Which he absolutely has in a bag he's carrying?? Don't worry about that.]
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That might have something to do with the fact that at some point, when nobody is looking because of something else that very suddenly happens, this Carmen Sandiego's body breaks apart into white crabs that scurry away.
As for that other thing that's happening... ]
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Yes! Player, we got it to work! Take that, Lutece!
[ A beat. ]
Allllso hey guys, long time no see!
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