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

[onlyyoucan]

Probably. And since we've been in a time loop, it hasn't been that long. Then again, time probably isn't an object with this.

[guffawsungraciously]

I wonder about that. I suppose we could ask, granted, both in terms of things back home and how much time we spent here in general...

[onlyyoucan]

Maybe.

[She'd sustained herself on the hope that none of this would matter, but...]

Even if it has... I think we can all manage. Even if we have to start from nothing again.

[what is this, like, the fifth time]

[guffawsungraciously]

...

Yes. I suppose that is true. It is simply something we will have to deal with as it comes.

[onlyyoucan]

You had trouble where you're from...?

[guffawsungraciously]

...

I made some choices that were not exactly good, shall we say.

[onlyyoucan]

I guess it explains some things. It doesn't look good, but I hope there's something still there for everyone.

[guffawsungraciously]

Oh, I am certain there is something, at the very least. I am simply not entirely sure what.

[onlyyoucan]

...Good luck. To all of you, then.

[guffawsungraciously]

And good luck to you in whatever trials you will face.

...

Do not be afraid to ask for help, either.

[onlyyoucan]

[Call her out, why don't you. She stiffens and frowns, but doesn't protest.]

...If I can. I'll try not to let it get to that point.

[guffawsungraciously]

Believe me, I understand. It becomes a terrible habit if you let it go on too long.

[onlyyoucan]

It was good, though, working with everyone to get out of the Locker and fight. I'm just glad we made it.

[guffawsungraciously]

As am I. I may have enjoyed it somewhat, even.