there's always a lighthouse. there's always a beach party.

[wheremst]

[ Welcome to... a very nice beach, actually! It's very pleasant here. Carmen has set up a couple bonfires, there's some barbecues with meat to cook... and a lot of beach to hang out on! ]

Welcome to California's Pigeon Point Light Station State Park! Between Santa Cruz and San Francisco, just south of Pescadero, this lighthouse gets it's name from the Carrier Pigeon, a ship that wrecked here in 1853! ... Sorry, old habit. Go party. We have the whole place to ourselves. Most everyone here's been through something like this, or knows someone who has. And... the vending machine's bringing in some friends of yours, too.

[ It's a warm late summer night - not too hot for bonfires, but not too chilly that you need to stick by them to survive.

You've made it to the end. There are fellow survivors to meet and commiserate with, friends to meet or catch up with, and... it's over. For those of you returning, it's been about a year since the end of Round 2, and Carmen's gotten the word out to as many people as she can between trying to help this round and tracking down Round 0. If you'd like to play a hostage from the first motive, just know that they will remember it, but it's up to the player in the main round if time has passed since then or not so... it may have been a day or two ago or it may have been months! And hell with it, if you want to play a Round 0 character you suggested back in r1, come talk to us. Why not?

EDIT: Asher has gone to the trouble of making a toplevel directory for anyone intimidated by the number of pages!

Enjoy the last log of Unknown Seas! You've earned it. Love meme will come later tonight in the ooc comm. ]

Comments

[composalvation]

[... Honestly, he's not wrong. Kanade's pretty small and slim, but the way her simple sweat jacket hangs off of her is... telling. It doesn't look like she's had a decent meal in a while. Thankfully, she takes the plate offered to her, but doesn't start picking at the food just yet.]

... Thank you.

[Her voice is a little rough, but that's probably unsurprising. There's been tears shed all around at the reunions, and the lingering redness in her eyes is a hint that she'd been doing a lot of that quite recently.]

I'm... fine, now. [Probably the worst lie she's ever told, but. Oh well.] I wasn't one of the people taken. I'm more worried about them.

[roserules]

Nor was I- a friend of mine was. But being on the other side is awful in it's own way as well.

( he'll take a seat beside her, right in the sand despite his... frankly regal getup. the heels of his boots dig in a little as he shifts. )

I couldn't ignore someone upset. Relief can be just as exhausting as the worry. So... it's alright, I think. Being out of sorts.

( ... he's doing his best. )

[composalvation]

[Hey, it counts for something! Kanade isn't really the most expressive person either, so... she knows that even a little bit can mean a lot. Even so, she seems to brush off most of his comments; her feelings really aren't important here. Nothing she suffers can ever be a fraction of what the ones who were taken went through. They're the ones deserving of all the sympathy, here.]

Was your friend okay?

[roserules]

Yes. He was able to get out unharmed.

( but just as waiting for an answer hurts, so does watching others around you die one by one. quietly, riddle points to floyd- the tall boy with green hair, the more disheveled of he and his twin. )

That one. He managed to make it all through the end.