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Entry tags:
- !days 021-030,
- !games,
- bride,
- jacob cross,
- ruler | kotomine shirou,
- xia igarashi,
- ♪ [_____],
- ♪ ace,
- ♪ ariel rendell,
- ♪ bakura ryou,
- ♪ crow armbrust,
- ♪ dazai osamu,
- ♪ hak,
- ♪ itsuki shu,
- ♪ jae-ha,
- ♪ kurusu akira,
- ♪ lace,
- ♪ majima goro,
- ♪ midoriya izuku,
- ♪ nalea "bluebird" sinclair,
- ♪ nathan summers | cable,
- ♪ nito nazuna,
- ♪ ogata hyakunosuke,
- ♪ rean schwarzer,
- ♪ shin-ah,
- ♪ suou tatsuya,
- ♪ wade wilson | deadpool,
- ♪ yami bakura,
- ♭ * asmodeus,
- ♭ * exael,
- ♭ akechi goro,
- ♭ ardashir ibn ahmadi,
- ♭ dantalion,
- ♭ kaiba seto,
- ♭ nakahara chuuya,
- ♭ niounomiya izumu,
- ♭ wadanohara,
- ♮ ouma kokichi,
- ♯ harukawa maki,
- ♯ kano shuuya,
- ♯ miya atsumu,
- ♯ miya osamu,
- ♯ ojiro sniper,
- ♯ sakazaki yuuya,
- 𝄳 dusk the miserable,
- 𝄳 yona
BETRAYAL AT THE HOUSE ON THE GAME TOWER - END
Who: Traitors and Survivors, Exael
Where: The Game Tower, and leaving it
When: Day 25, morning-- it appears that game lasted the bulk of day 24 into the night.
[ Abruptly, the nightmare ends.
You, in the rooms you kept restarting in, awoke. Before you can even panic, before even despair, the elevator doors were open in front of you to take you downstairs again. It could be a trap, sure, but your head is quiet— those fucking ghosts are gone. You also appear to be wet like someone dumped, perhaps, a bucket of holy water on you while you were asleep. All your wounds are gone, and you have been left bereft of any physical damage from your ordeal.
Unless you choose to take some with you. Nothing prevents you from taking any of your spoils downstairs with you, if you wish it, though all revolvers will have no ammo.
On the screens as you descend back to the lobby, Exael is clapping on screen, broadcast showing her in the mansion's entrance hall. "And so close the gates to this forbidden garden, and so closes this chapter of our story! Just as—" her hologram flickers as she doesn't seem to notice, chattering still to the cameras, "so too will—" fzzt, fzzt. Static, flickering, and then back into focus, "So give them all a hand! Everyone, you've done well! You stand before us still, ready to present us all with more marvels after having survived such grisly wonders with—" "—in the balance!"
As she speaks, she doesn't notice a figure approaching behind her. He's in a slick suit with both hands in his pockets, and you've seen him before— his portrait is in the foyer. His shoes are utterly silent as he walks across the marble floor, till he's right at her back.
"Audience and actors alike, we've been blessed with—" Her hologram doesn't flicker this time, but she stops speaking. Her eyebrows furrow as she tries to figure out what's amiss, and only belatedly begins to slowly look over her shoulder.
"Exael," he says with a friendly hand on her solidifying hologram shoulder, the effect spreading beneath his touch, "We need to have a chat about your requisitions paperwork."
She tilts her head, eyes wide with a finger tapping against her cheek as she thinks, "I didn't do any!"
"Yes," he agrees, smiling with all his teeth. "I know."
The broadcast cuts. The doors open to let you leave. ]
Where: The Game Tower, and leaving it
When: Day 25, morning-- it appears that game lasted the bulk of day 24 into the night.
[ Abruptly, the nightmare ends.
You, in the rooms you kept restarting in, awoke. Before you can even panic, before even despair, the elevator doors were open in front of you to take you downstairs again. It could be a trap, sure, but your head is quiet— those fucking ghosts are gone. You also appear to be wet like someone dumped, perhaps, a bucket of holy water on you while you were asleep. All your wounds are gone, and you have been left bereft of any physical damage from your ordeal.
Unless you choose to take some with you. Nothing prevents you from taking any of your spoils downstairs with you, if you wish it, though all revolvers will have no ammo.
On the screens as you descend back to the lobby, Exael is clapping on screen, broadcast showing her in the mansion's entrance hall. "And so close the gates to this forbidden garden, and so closes this chapter of our story! Just as—" her hologram flickers as she doesn't seem to notice, chattering still to the cameras, "so too will—" fzzt, fzzt. Static, flickering, and then back into focus, "So give them all a hand! Everyone, you've done well! You stand before us still, ready to present us all with more marvels after having survived such grisly wonders with—" "—in the balance!"
As she speaks, she doesn't notice a figure approaching behind her. He's in a slick suit with both hands in his pockets, and you've seen him before— his portrait is in the foyer. His shoes are utterly silent as he walks across the marble floor, till he's right at her back.
"Audience and actors alike, we've been blessed with—" Her hologram doesn't flicker this time, but she stops speaking. Her eyebrows furrow as she tries to figure out what's amiss, and only belatedly begins to slowly look over her shoulder.
"Exael," he says with a friendly hand on her solidifying hologram shoulder, the effect spreading beneath his touch, "We need to have a chat about your requisitions paperwork."
She tilts her head, eyes wide with a finger tapping against her cheek as she thinks, "I didn't do any!"
"Yes," he agrees, smiling with all his teeth. "I know."
The broadcast cuts. The doors open to let you leave. ]
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SUCK IT!!!
kisses hard against Wade until he's pressed down against the ground, do not let the brain ghost win goddammit]
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He hisses against his mouth]
Turn the Buddy Bond on you hypocritical motherfucker, I wanna feel it.
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How're you gonna make me?
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What are you, a mutant icy-hot? Don't make me beg. Do it and I promise, I will mercilessly fuck you open until you lose every shred of control you ever thought you had to have and piss yourself. Just all over yourself.
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[Guess they're both going to fucksville together! He steals one more kiss before the glowing begins, just--
horror and grief like his heart's being ripped out his chest, watching his daughter die, (again? AGAIN!!!) watching the life fade from her eyes and the weight in his arms turns from a person into just a cold, bleeding body. Rage in every direction, but especially at himself - how could he have let this happen?
It was wrong, even the voice that had screamed from between the cracks of his shattered mind knew it wasn't supposed to happen this way. He wasn't fit to be a father, he was choking on every harsh word that might've alienated her. Regret. Self-loathing for his own poisonous anger, his inability to change.
And then the darkness swallowed him up. At that point it was almost a relief.]
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Don't you fucking dare turn it off.
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You're such an asshole... [fuck, they're so fucked up. fuck, he loves you! FUCK.]
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You're a good dad, you dumb fucknut. Best she could ask for in this shithole.
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And you deserve to be alive. And happy.
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Says the idiot who's constantly at half-chub.
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Only if I get to tie you up next time.
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[The self-loathing on Nathan's end was ebbing away, thanks to nothing but the warm feeling he got being around Wade. He made him smile. And laugh. And feel better about his fuckery so some of that was being shared back at him.]
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[just fucking floods the connection with relief and a greedy emotion like a quenched thirst. He loves that sensation Nate puts through the connection, He wants it so bad, he needs it. He needs Nate. He loves him he loves him he loves him]
I love you so much. Fuck I love you. I love this power. Like an IV of you being fucking mine directly into my bloodstream.
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You're stuck with me. So don't you dare think you're too fucked up to love.
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... I need you to do something for me.
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What is it?
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I haven't taken any memories since I got back the finale. I... I gotta remember what the fuck happened to me.
[he squeezes his hand.]
I can't stay scared that I'll just, transform into someone that'll drag everyone I love through that shit with me. I gotta fucking face it, I can't just keep having the same character arc, this isn't the CW.
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You want me t'be there?
[Because he will. If that's what you need him to do.]
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Just say the word. Whenever you want to bite that bullet. Hell, we can do it together.
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Right the fuck now.
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'Double Down' really does suit you.
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