There's always a lighthouse

[thekeyofsea]

[ 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!)

Comments

[silentscout]

Right. You all have been busy.

[He would offer a consolatory cookie, if he had one.]

You can have a break now, probably.

[jibunwo]

...It really is finally over, isn't it?

[silentscout]

Mostly.

[He holds up his ghostly hand.]

I don't know if this is supposed to be our 'goodbye' or if it's something else we're supposed to fix.

[jibunwo]

Don't worry about it just yet. I always have a plan.

[silentscout]

You always have plans.

[But that might not be a bad thing here.]

What are you going to do?

[jibunwo]

I think I'll leave it for a surprise if it works. Safe to say...we might have one miracle left to us.

[silentscout]

[Just. This face.]

Surprises are terrible.