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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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[She seems so pleased with herself right now, oh my god.]
I've already offered you one favor, haven't I? If you want any others, you're going to give me the reverence I deserve and beg me for it.
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[He turns around slowly, arms spread wide before falling slack against his sides.]
So, just. Where is it? Is it even real? Auuugh, I really don't want to believe that bastard, LeChuck lied about all of this to me. Because that'd just be the crap cherry on the shit sunday.
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Then again, I'm saying this to a dead woman.
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[...]
Why is mortal slang so vulgar? I suppose it deserves credit for painting such a vivid mental image...
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Sometimes a F-bomb just isn't enough, y'know?
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[She looks strangely contemplative about this.]
I should hope that you use words half that creative to describe what ends up being done to you in the end, then. Whether by me or otherwise.
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That's. That's good. That's a good threat. Creative.