ENDGAME

[cascadingfailure]

Who: ALL FRIENDS
Where: Game Tower!
When: Day 133, Evening

[ And the game ends!

And you find yourself all in the tower, mangled or not. You'll find that you have a mixture of wounds from both rounds of the game, as well as all of your memories of both rounds. As for NafunAI...

Well, she seems to not be around anymore, but her voice (though a bit louder and more robotic) booms through the room, informing you of what's up: ]

THIS GAME'S WINNERS ARE:
BARiTONES, WILD CITY, avante en garde, Heart Soldier Senshi, and sensitIV!

THIS UNIT HAS ALSO TABULATED AUDIENCE VOTES. ULTIMATELY, LILIS WON FOR OUTSTANDING MORAL FIBER, AND A FLAWLESS GAME. TAISHO ALMOST SURPASSED THEM, BUT THE VOTES WERE NOT IN THEIR FAVOUR. THEY LOSE.

ALSO LILIS' EXAMPLE OF WORKERS BEING ABLE TO HAVE NICE LIVES HELPED FAN THE FLAMES OF THE WORKER'S REVOLT EVERYONE PARTLY DIED IN LATER. PEOPLE THOUGHT THAT WAS COOL! SUPER, SUPER, SUPER COOL!

THANK YOU FOR PLAYING! ⭐

[ Yaaay! ]

Comments

[softlyfalling]

Hey.

[ she closes her eyes and leans back against the nearest wall. ]

...wasn't really how I planned on spending the rest of my evening.

[nihilmancy]

M-Me neither.

...Did you fight back?

[softlyfalling]

Mm—after the first year, anyway, but, ah. We got unlucky.

[nihilmancy]

Mm, I see. I still think- that was good, that you tried. We just kept our heads down. Until we got sick, and I suggested killing the tax collector, and- ah, I think I let my anger take hold of me. But I wanted to fight all of that oppression with what little strength we had, if we were going to die. But they all voted against me.

[She coughs again.]

Maybe- maybe I am just a violent monster after all.

[softlyfalling]

...we absolutely just killed the mine management, and went to jail for it, so. It, ah, wasn't just you.

[nihilmancy]

[She nods, tears forming in her eyes.]

Good.

Can, I, ah, stay with you, tonight?

[softlyfalling]

Of course. Whatever you need, but—yes.

[nihilmancy]

Thank you, Shrike. Ah, sorry for the outburst, I'm just-

[Drunk and sad and angry. And she didn't numb herself because she wants to feel the pain.]

...I'm glad we had some time, before this.

[softlyfalling]

No, ah, really, it's—

...I mean, it'd be surprising if no one had an outburst, right? And—me too.

[nihilmancy]

One of Persephone's memories had, ah, the Guild, was it? It was an entire world ruled by that, wasn't it?

[Another small fit of coughs.]

Thank you for being here for me.

[softlyfalling]

...something like that. I don't think their reach extended much to my homeland, but—such forces of avarice existed, just not in... such a pervasive way.

It wasn't perfect, but—at least our nobility had a certain sense of obligation to the people? Or so I was raised to think, at least. It felt... so cruel.

And, ah—always, gladly.

[nihilmancy]

Mm, my world as well, or so it feels like- um, the scale and ah, calculated brutality of it all felt- strange and unfamiliar.

Mm, I-I don't know if I'm contagious, actually.

[softlyfalling]

I don't get sick very easily, at least, so—don't worry about it, really.

And, if I do this time, I only have myself to blame, now.

[nihilmancy]

You, ah, must have had a hard time too.

[softlyfalling]

Well, we... survived, at least. I wasn’t sure we were going to, but—we survived.

[nihilmancy]

[Leans against her.]

I'm glad.

[softlyfalling]

I think... when all's said and done, I might be, too.

[ she sounds... a little surprised. ]

[nihilmancy]

Ah, is that so strange?

[softlyfalling]

I'm trying... to become more comfortable with bearing the burden of choice, but.

It makes it a lot more complicated than a matter of being glad that we lived, or upset that we died, if that makes sense.

[nihilmancy]

No, I do understand. Quite well, I think.

[softlyfalling]

Mm.

...I don't know if you have any healer obligations, but—we can walk back together, if you want.

[nihilmancy]

Just, um, l-let me make the rounds for a little bit. A lot of people are hurt.

[softlyfalling]

All right, ah—hang in there.

[nihilmancy]

I won't push myself.

[She will, though.]