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

[wheremst]

Working on getting back! The SS Swift ended up in my world when the dead blew up the Lutece Machine on-board. World's first interdimensional and international incident.

[cethflayn]

[Oh

Uh

That sounds

Complicated but also bad]

I am...sorry?

[wheremst]

[ Carmen waves a hand. ]

It's fine. [ She frowns. ] Hey, now that I think about it, you look kind of like... huh. Small multiverse.

[cethflayn]

[???]

I look like someone?

[Probably moreso given the fact that she's cut her hair short, but even when it was long she would've looked like another someone, huh Carmen?]