|
|
Post by raz on Mar 15, 2017 16:57:37 GMT -8
He's flying.
Floating, drifting, as the darkness all around falls away in pieces. But even then there's nothing, even then there's nothing. Until, he finds himself settled, until he finds something hard cushioning his drift as a reminder that gravity still exists.
And he opens his eyes. They take a second to adjust, and he has to lift a hand to shield them but it isn't long before, ah, right. That's where the world went.
"Ghnnn.... Oh, wow, man..."
After all that time in the dark he's happy to see just about anything, but the carnage around him is testing that sentiment. Overgrowth surrounds him, the clearing he's in now one of many lifeless patches scattered throughout the dense forest. Not too far off he can make out the upended surface of the meteor jutting upward, smaller pieces of small debris littering the clearing. Rain's filled in the lower parts of the uneven terrain and its that pool he's half-submerged in, a slab of rock jutting out of the ground below him like an impromptu bed. And a little further away, past the bound of the clearing, the Tower of Gospel still stands by some miracle, the dream dome's peak visible near it. Everything is a mess but it's intact, for a given value of the word, and that's about as good as they can hope for.
Beautiful metaphor for them, funnily enough.
Raz braces a hand against the stone slab and pushes against it, pushing himself up into something between a seat and a lean. He's not alone and not even the first one up; around him, some are sitting, looking around in wonder, and some have even managed to stand outright, stretching or offering hands to those still on the ground. Everyone from the meteor, the players from throughout the void, and he ghosts likewise... It's a good thing they got a clearing big enough to fit all of them, he thinks with a smile, as he brings himself up all the way and dusts himself off.
"It's gone... but, it dragged us right with it, all the way up til the end. And after everything we're still here..."
Raz blinks, hand tightening around his shoulder as he looks to the sky above. The last spot of inky darkness blotting it out crumbles, and soon all that's left is the rainbow shimmering sky. Calm.
---
Once upon a time Corzel Dyonis played a game of SGRUB. Assigned the title of Prince of Life, he played with 5 others, their session a promising one from the onset. But as it often does, things soon fell apart. Six become four, and the session went up in flames by the machinations of their Time player, to what end ultimately mattered little. By his own hand Corzel ended her life, but not before she saw the Balcony destroyed and the session decimated, to the point that victory was impossible.
It wasn't long ago that he met her again. But their reunion, against all odds, ended in reconciliation. And now it's her hand that brings him to his feet, her smile that brightens his own, and her shoulder he's supporting himself on (she always had been taller than him, not even the time in the Void could dent that). Right now, no words are needed, right now all he sees fit to do is look around and confirm it with his own two eyes, that everyone is around and accounted for and they're back. It's unbelievable but...
But, just like that, the words come to him. So he eases himself off of Parzak, and makes his way to the nearest, highest upturned meteor chunk. He's okay, just a little tired and excited enough to eclipse that as he steps up and stands proud with a shuddering, disbelieving laugh. By now everyone's managed to at least stand, and eyes are naturally drawn to him, some in curiosity, others in outright confusion.
"You guys... You guys we, we did it!"
Corzel laughs, and laughs, and laughs a little harder now, pumping his fist as the crowd slowly but surely starts to break out in wide grins to rival his own.
"We WON!!! GUYS, WE. DID. IT. EVERYTHING WE FACED, WE BEAT IT!!!!"
Somewhere among the crowd someone pumps their fist, leaping a couple feet in the air with a cry of jubilation.
"HELL YEAH!!!!!!"
|
|
|
|
Post by metreu on Mar 15, 2017 17:35:29 GMT -8
Clear finds herself deposited sat up next to a tree. She has no more strength to stand and is perfectly content where she is at the moment. She watches the crowd of people cry out in joy and celebration, they've deserved it after all.
The white haired digital goddess closes her eyes with a sigh of relief. Her internal processes documenting the events of the past day or days away into a file and puts it away.
Clear had plenty left to do after this... but for now... she thinks she's going to rest a while...
|
|
|
|
Post by AS/IP/BS on Mar 15, 2017 17:49:41 GMT -8
Black stillness...and then black with a breeze. Something about this was as soothing as it was disorienting. Did all their fighting bring them to a better place now?
After all the excitement, she found it in her to relax again.
It was several moments, and some hollering later, that brought her back to consciousness enough to realize she was laying on something. She'd been set not too far from Raz/rob. Her ears were happy to hear rejoicing, and her eyes happy to crack open to light again. She smiled faintly and stayed in her spot, though after a bit decided to get up.
She spotted Raz andinched closer to him. "so...maybe we can relax for a bit now? I know there's plenty I need to sort out..."
Quietly her gaze drifted over to Clear, bringing up thoughts of her friend and the other one she'd seen during the last battle. Some guilt shifted around inside of her. Dealing with it was in her top two priorities now that everything seems to be ok?
She slowly got up to her feet, then decided to simply float. And so she made her way over to the white being, though she also kept an eye out for the girl that led her to regaining her memories along the short floaty trip. "u-um..."
Nope. SHe was napping...Samm sighed internally, having wanted to have some sort of conversation before...whatever was going to come next came along. Leaving the product of her friend to nap, she looked around, a big of a mood lift happening as she saw happy faces. Turning to look at the tower, she thought about the meeting with that girl - Lynn. Where was she, samm wondered, she had to tell her her name.
|
|
|
|
Post by creeperpuncher on Mar 15, 2017 18:29:34 GMT -8
Slowly regaining consciousness, Kalmaro wakes up near a tree. Well, up a tree is more accurate. Upon noticing gravity, he falls to the ground with a splat. He just sort of decides to lay there for a bit.
"3Э ...Soo... it's over? 3Э" Apparently the sudden change from "end of reality itself" to "back to normal" hasn't quite caught up in his brain.
|
|
lunarLunatic
DEATH EGG
All your moons are mine!!!!
Posts: 1,486
|
Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 15, 2017 18:30:21 GMT -8
Raine finds herself...outside in the wilderness? With everyone else??
So...It was over. It was finally over.
She would be jumping for joy if she wasn't so extremely tired. Ow. That battle was something tiring alright.
It's not like her to celebrate loudly anyway, though. So there she stays lying down on the grass, taking an extremely well deserved break.
"It's a new day, everyone. Good morning!"
Kat greets the day with a greeting, glad that this ordeal has finally passed. The ghosts of similar appearance, including the most recent one, conglomerate and chatter about, as relieved as she was.
After this, they can finally start rebuilding.
Medi gets up, looking around and looking for someone.
The darkness being brushed aside brings about a new, warm day. As strange as that sounds in the void, where time isn't really a concept.
And with that,there's a better future ahead.
Lambda looks to the scene and promptly jumps for joy.
"We've made it...! We're alive! Er...Existing! WE'RE STILL HERE!"
She spins around in circles...until she notices the crowd and promptly stops.
She's beet red.
An inkling with extremely long tentacle hair and artificial arms seems to look around the sea of strangers. She never thought she'd see the light of day again, she'd thought. But she's here.
Sherbet sighs in relief.
"Aaaaaaaaaauu! Finally! I was getting tired of singing in the dark!!"
|
|
|
|
Post by metreu on Mar 15, 2017 19:24:07 GMT -8
Clear acknowledges Samm's approach to her with a bit of a stir when Samm mumbles a little.
"Yes...?" She asks quietly, eyes still closed. There was a certain serenity about her in the position she was in.
|
|
|
|
Post by powerkitten on Mar 15, 2017 20:17:46 GMT -8
Katyleen "powerKitten" Kitten looks out over the clearing, at the destroyed Meteor she'd called her resting home.
"Well, I'll meet all of you living people on Jingloria! Bye for now!"
With that, the Bumbler closed her cybernetic eyes and fell asleep.
Patrick immediately went to hug his fellow Team Awe5ome player.
"We won! Niki! WE WON! D-Do you know what this means?! WE GET TO GO HOME!! WE GET TO FINALLY GET OUT OF THIS HELL!!!!"
He's absolutely full of energy and way too enthusiastic.
Sponge, however, is looking quite a bit more morose.
"...Well. He gets to go home... He gets to live a quasi-immortal life in the sun... but me? I'm trapped here. I tried to fight Omega on my own and doomed myself to this. To living in this hell between anywhere you'd want to be... forever. What's the point of an afterlife if all you can hear is the screams of those DAMN TENTACLE BASTARDS!?"
The ghost boy sighs, as the five now-Null-less swords reappear. One in the palm of each hand, and three in his back. He might as well accept his foolishness...and his death. That's what ghosts are supposed to do, right?
*Aperture's optics adjust to the sun and he shrugs. He's a robot, after all. He couldn't really care less wherever he is.
"yay. we are victorious. go us."
Kcirtap walks over to the Muse.
".gniog er'ew erehw teg ew nehw 'nihtemos ro reeb a uoy barg ll'I .rianE ,no emoC .lla retfa sselesu taht t'nera ew sseuG .saw taht revetahw taeb ew ,lleW"
|
|
|
|
Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 15, 2017 21:20:52 GMT -8
A red robot in the shape of a white horned man with long black hair is found not too far away. Upon the forest floor it lays, dented in places, but steadily being repaired by a shimmering forcefield of sorts.
A synthesized groan escapes it's mouth.
it must feel pain of some sort... somehow.
It opens its eyes. though they are clearly artificial, being a pair of binocular cameras meant to resemble red eyes, a strong presence can be felt behind them.
It's Thoren.
He slowly attempts to sit up, trying to re-accustom himself to operating this metallic vessel.
The other dead seths are in a pile, some donetiered, some still determined enough to retain form. slowly they reorient themselves to their new surroundings, picking each other out of the pile. it reminds some of the morbid event that had proceeded the deletion of the rocketscythe, where the alpha had only survived his fall due to landing in a pile of cadavers from failed landings in previous timelines.
the members of that pile are still pissed off about that.
Rid climbs out and immediately begins looking for someone important.
"Medi! where are you?"
the other link seths of Mac's band get up together, and immediately pull out their instruments to check on them. of course, their imaginary nature ensured their safety.
Rudolph finds himself clinging to the top of an evergreen tree, high above the crowd. He tries to spot Noelle from his vantage point.
A bony arm bursts out of the dirt. A skeleton dressed in tattered garb rises from the grave, glowing a furious red before settling into a steady red glow from inside the skull.
By some miracle, Raphael has been reunited with his actual skeleton, which had been hidden away somewhere on the meteor for who knows how long.
it feels... comforting to have some sort of physical thing to be attached to. Of course, it takes a great deal of energy that likely cannot be maintained long outside of a bubble to keep his bones together, but it's nothing he can't handle.
"FUCK YEAH!!"
His enthusiasm drains upon seeing his friend moping about with his array of swords piercing his form.
"SPONGE! TURN THAT FROWN UPSIDE DOWN THIS INSTANT!"
Raphael shakes the dirt out of his bones and dashes over to pull the blades out of sponge, half expecting them to re-appear and form a pile of shitty quartz sords.
"I'M GONNA SHOW YOU HOW AWESOME THE AFTERLIFE CAN BE. YOU KNOW WE'RE ALL GONNA WIND UP IN THE SAME PLACE ANYFUCKINGWAYS, RIGHT? BUT YEAH, THE TOWER SHOULD BE A LOT BETTER NOW WE HAVE THE OTHER SETHS BACK."
"you think we're going back there? The tower fucking sucks!"
"it's our home you bitch! of course we're going back to the fucking tower!"
"the rainbow bubble isn't gonna last forever. We still gotta find somewhere to stay."
"WE'RE GOING BACK TO THE TOWER, CHUMPOS. UNLESS YOU'VE GOT SOMEWHERE BETTER TO STAY." Raphael yells at the others. Then again he yells everything as a skeleton.
Jasper is impaled upon a spiked rock.
Nothing new. He just sorta stays there for a moment.
A bit further from the dead seth group, alpha seth comes to his senses. Still dreaming, it seems. The light from above is glaring, but he makes an effort not to look at it too much, in an attempt to stay asleep for just a little while longer.
He still needs to find Kat.
Thankfully, she doesn't seem too far away.
"...KAT!"
Seth runs towards his dearest one, to embrace her in his arms, even if it might only be a dream.
Meanwhile, Thoren focuses upon the Network, and calls out for Raine internally. She seems to at least be alive from what he can sense in this manner. But where is she?
|
|
SJmun
Eggministrator 
Posts: 1,445
|
Post by SJmun on Mar 15, 2017 22:22:55 GMT -8
A glaring light...
Niki opens her eyes... how long has it been? How long has it been since her eyes have been struck by the Light of day? She slowly gets up, only to get squeezed by.... oh wait, it's just Patrick.
She hugs back, tears streaming from her eyes. She's so tired right now, but so glad this ordeal has been completed...
Niki doesn't even say a word. She's far too exausted to even think of words.
The other Niki sits up and blinks.
"...holy crud, we did it! you guys did it! Awesome! ->" She smiles and cheers, still sitting on the ground.
Jake gets up, yawning. It looks like the rest of his crew isn't too far away. as much as he's somewhat glad to see his sister, two different instances that aren't his own, he cares more about the crew that picked him up long before.
"hey! what up!"
Mimi gets up, hearing the knife boy's call.
"yooooo!" She waves back.
Amanda the fairy isn't too far away, hiding in a bush. She flies out from that spot and tacklehugs Mimi. Obviously, considering that Amanda is like, one foot tall and not too much stronger, there isn't all that much impact. The sentiment is still there though.
"I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE STILL ALIVE, MIMI! I WAS WORRIED SICK!"
Mimi smiles and gently pats Amanda on the back, not really able to do all that much due to size differences.
Charlotte gets up and stretches her legs. She feels like she just ran an entire mile, which is to say tired, but with a prominent runner's high.
"Would you look at that... we made it!" she smiles and laughs, masking the tiredness just barely.
Jessica and Dylan, are surprisingly close to eachother upon waking up. They immediately hug, ignoring the glare of the distant sun, and the dampness of the forest floor.
It doesn't matter.
They've won.
|
|
lunarLunatic
DEATH EGG
All your moons are mine!!!!
Posts: 1,486
|
Post by lunarLunatic on Mar 16, 2017 9:03:24 GMT -8
A girl with a hat much too big for her pops out of a bush, stretching.
"Jeez, that whole ordeal was more terrifying than Terror Time could ever be, I'm glad we're past that!"
A croissant-horned troll flopped on the ground replies half heartedly, "Yeah...glad that's over and done...Now we can go...wherever, I guess."
Kat is greeted with an embrace from Seth, which she promptly returns in earnest.
"I hope you aren't too hurt..."
The other Kats start to converse to themselves, Noelle blending in with the rest of the crowd.
Zwei seems to be far from the crowd. With good reason, definitely.
"So it ends..."
Raine notices that the connection she has with Thoren (and the others) has returned.
She sits up, groaning, to look around and see where she (relatively) is from the others.
Boy, this is quite the large crowd.
Eniar gets up from his position, dusting himself off.
His colleague's suggestion sounds great right now, after all of what's happened.
".ezoob sdrawkcab emusnoc neve nac ew gnipoh s'ereH .knird a deen od I...tahw wonk uoY"
|
|
|
|
Post by flightlessicarus on Mar 16, 2017 10:03:21 GMT -8
Seth holds her tightly in his arms, warming up slightly. It seems he at least knows how to hug properly at this point.
"I'm okay if you are... I'm so glad this is over... I thought I lost you back there.."
there is a peculiar chill that he can feel however. A message makes itself known, from... Theta? He can do that?
He doesn't even really need to communicate anything specific, he's just so glad that he's with Kat again.
Easily sensing how Seth feels about being with Kat again, Thoren redoubles his efforts to locate Raine. He will claim his happy ending.
...There she is!
Thoren dashes towards her, absolutely elated to see her once again.
"RAINE!"
Thoren reaches his beloved and picks her up into a spinning embrace, setting her down gently into his arms, with expert care put into the softness of his handling. Maybe he shouldn't have picked her up, but he's sure that she'll understand the joy that overflows from his heart.
Meanwhile, a dark specter appears from behind the large hat girl, in a quite menacing fashion.
"SPE▲K ΘF THE DEVIL ▲ND I SH▲LL ▲PPEAR! BW▲H▲H▲H▲H▲!"
immediately he gets donked by a falling pinecone.
"HEY, WHΘ DID TH▲T?" Chronos yells up at whatever dropped it, probably the tree, but could be somebody in it.
Rid keeps looking for Medi.
"Mediiii!"
|
|
|
|
Post by creeperpuncher on Mar 16, 2017 10:21:31 GMT -8
On the opposite side of the tree out of Chronos' visibility, Kalmaro hides, a pair of pinecones in his hands. "3Э Heh heh heh... 3Э"
|
|
|
|
Post by raz on Mar 16, 2017 10:53:47 GMT -8
"Not bad for a day's work..."
"Not bad? For once try not to sound so modest Peak, your coolguy attitude is a real buzzkill!"
"I'm with Jean on this one. Two omnicidal nutcases down, I think that's one hell of an accomplishment."
"And, don't forget the otherworldly manifestations of their power. Or, were they the sources of it? I'm not, entirely sure if I'm to be honest..."
"Even I have to admit some measure of confusion with some of what just transpired... But. Point taken. We are pretty good. That was pretty sick."
Peak, the sweater-dressed Valfar, nods, convinced. Jean, the red ponytail in the sporty dress, rolls her eyes as Leda, the shaggy haired boy, chuckles lightly and Ariel, a blonde girl in a sleeveless, smiles slightly at their antics. And the four take a deep, simultaneous breath, before sighing heavily, nodding and leaning back against the tree the four of them are propped up against the cardinals sides of, not far off from Clear's own.
"...That said. I am, very tired."
"I could sleep for a couple hundred years, give or take."
"Someone, please, schedule a shoulder rub for me or something... Hell, anyone who's able, feel free to just, get to work! Permission granted. Please..."
---
"Get DOWN with ya bad self, girl! Go go go, get it!"
A troll in a futuristic visor cheers, pumping his fist as he works an imaginary turntable with a wide grin. Seems like Lambda isn't the only one among the crowd breaking into jubilant spins or outright dancing, the celebration quickly turning into a party to rival the best of them. Siguna, the radio tower-horned Troll in Seer of Hope clothes, smiles apologetically to Lambda before clapping a little with a laugh. Shortly after she's joined by Vander, a more androgynous troll with an overbite who mirrors her applause with a wider smile.
"For, whAt it counts, you've got An excellent sense of bAlAnce. It's AdmirAble, no need to be EmbArassed."
"Yes, absolutely! In fact it makes me want to move, myself..."
---
A boy in a beret scoffs, arms crossed tightly as he watches the crowd from the sidelines. Off to his side Lee regards the group with a slight smile, while Cosmo seems unsure of how exactly to process what he's seeing.
"Really...? This strikes no one else as a bit over the line? It was a grand victory to be sure but such base celebration..."
"After everything, it's like... floodgates have been lifted. The emotions we had to bury for so long and the uncertainty we lived with for so long... They've parted, if only for a moment, in the wake of an unmistakable victory."
"Sorry but I'm kinda with grouchy over there... We just, kinda decided as a group on this being a dance party? Well, maybe I'm just being bitter... this is a time to celebrate, after all."
"My name is Jericho, dammit. And I'd take issue with categorizing discipline as grouchiness, I--WHA--"
Lee and Cosmo turn their heads in unison, tilting their heads at the sight of Jericho being dragged away by the arm by Vander's seemingly strong grip.
"WHAT IN THE--"
"Oh hush, human boy. I need a dance partner, I'm feeling a little groovy!"
Vander laughs, Jericho's eyes wide as he blinks a couple times more than is probably necessary before looking to Lee and Cosmo with pleading eyes. All he gets is Lee whistling as he looks up and to the side, and Cosmo shrugging, before he and his new dance partner disappear into the crowd, out of eyesight.
"..."
"..."
Cosmo's expression turns pensive as he cups his chin, Lee looking upward and blowing air out through his mouth. "Hopefully he'll loosen up a little... What about you Cosmo, what's on your mind?"
"...Lee. This might be our only chance, or our only chance for a long time at the very least."
Lee blinks, paling a little as Cosmo advances on him
"C-Cosmo what are you-GAH!!--"
Karmic retribution for his earlier abstinence from helping pays back almost immediately as Lee finds himself dragged toward the crowd by Cosmo, who's eyes are alight with purpose!
"Cosmo what the hell?! Where are we going?!"
"This might be our last dance man! So you know what we're gonna do? We're gonna find some ladyfriends and we're gonna get crunk!"
"oh my god."
|
|
|
|
Post by AS/IP/BS on Mar 16, 2017 11:34:44 GMT -8
Samm looked back to the white woman when she spoke. Did she wake her up, or was she just resting with her eyes closed?
Unsure, samm sat next to her. "Do..you mind if I ask some questions?"
|
|
|
|
Post by metreu on Mar 16, 2017 11:38:04 GMT -8
"I don't mind at all dear, what's on your mind?" Clear asks. It was hard to tell if she was actually awake or not in this state surprisingly enough.
|
|
