BETRAYAL AT THE HOUSE ON THE GAME TOWER - END

[idolpro]

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. ]

Comments

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[HALP! HALP! Okay, what would Shuten do? Make some witty comment. Hmmm. Can't think of anything? Damn.

But he likes Hurricane so he just pets his hair and lets him cry it out.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Yeah, sorry. This might take a little while.]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Okay after a few minutes of patting his back. He tries to stand with Hurricane.]

Let's get you inside, okay. Back to the dorms.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Welp, the tears aren't stopping, but he's letting himself be moved? So that is probably a good sign.]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[He takes it slow. One step at a time as he holds his hand back towards the dorms.]

Fuck. I'm going to murder every one of those ghosts.

... Re-murder them.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Congrats. This sound is decidedly strangled, but it might be trying to be a laugh?]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Gives him a sidelong look to make sure he isn't choking. He isn't? Good. Still moving to the BE=DE dorms.]

We'll get you a nice place to sit and then get you some water. Probably something to eat, too.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Sounds. [He can't quite force he words out - has to stop and swallow. Sounds good.

[Sounds flat-out amazing, honestly. What even are nice things? It has been a long time.]

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[Reaching the dorms and hitting the elevator button in the lobby.]

I remember you have a sweet tooth.

[Feel free to join the BE=DE post or we can just tag here.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Actually, HSS is claiming him for a floor blanket pile, so that visit's going to have to happen another day. But before he gets whisked away:]

...th-thanks. I.

Thanks.

[rollwithdisadvantage]

[HSS is good people. They will take better care of him anyway.]

You can thank me by taking care of yourself.

[Giving him a pat on the shoulder.]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Just. Nods.]

...yeah. You. You too. Okay?

[rollwithdisadvantage]

Ha! I'm always fine. The pinnacle of sanity.

If you get bored with your fellow warriors, do come by.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Nodding again, slowly.]

...yeah. Thanks.