Endgame

[idolpro]

Who: You lot
Where: Game Tower
When: Day 155, sunset

[ The house is silent; you awaken in your starter rooms, with injuries healed and the gripping hold of possession released as though it were all a dream.

It wasn't though, was it? The scars that remain, whether physical or emotional, are proof of that. If you need more proof, well - when the elevator opens for you once more, to take you back down to ground level, you'll find you can carry whatever is on your person back down with you as souvenirs, although their effects don't carry over.

Once you take the elevator down, you'll find most everyone else there too - most everyone, anyway. Some are missing, and . . . well, the doors to the outside aren't opening to let anyone out, although non-participants may enter to fret over their loved ones.

Soon enough, once the last elevators go down, the doors will unlock and you'll be free to hurry home, as the last rays of the sun disappear behind the skyline. Night is coming once more. ]

Comments

[rollwithdisadvantage]

Cobalt?

[we_meet_again]

Nine-Nine! You were here, too?

[rollwithdisadvantage]

Yeah, but I'm fine. What the fuck happened to you?

[we_meet_again]

I got... stabbed? A lot. I killed two people. And then I h--



--- my chest was ---

[He struggles to form the words for a second, then swallows.]


...Sorry. It just happened and I'm still a little shaken, I think.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Pulling him to sit.]

Hey, hey, don't worry about it. Don't talk if you don't want to. Just... fuck.

[we_meet_again]

[He sits and puts his face in his hands]

I'm glad you did okay.



That was. It was bad.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Putting an hand on his shoulder. Slowly. Obviously. Trying not to spook him.]

If you don't wanna stay with pep! you can come with us. We get a little weepy so at least there will be tissues. And Silk usually cooks.

[we_meet_again]

[He doesn't react negatively to the hand at all. Shoulder pat accepted!]

Thank you. I really appreciate that.

Honestly though? I just want to go home and take a long shower, put on clean clothes, and pass the heck out.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

I dunno. Sounds like fuckin' good life goals to me. When you are feeling up to it, text me though.

[we_meet_again]

Alright, I will.

[he rallies a small, strained smile that I don't have an icon for]

Let's hang out, sometime. Do something fun and not stressful.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

You got it, Cobalt. Don't do anything I would do.

[we_meet_again]

Like what, kindly check in on my friends and make sure they're doing okay?