Ideal World Endgame

[idolpro]

Who: Beautiful dreamers
Where: The Game Tower
When: Day 271, morning

[When you wake, the folding chairs and divans from before have all been cleared away. You're lying asleep on the floor, healed of all injury.]

[You remember the events of the worlds you've visited as though visions seen in a dream -- though for those of you torn from your perfect existence, there is an ache inside you which will not fade for some days... the pain of something precious that has been lost.]

[Out beyond the windows of the tower, the sky is no longer a perfect blue; the vegetation is no longer as lush and inviting.]

[The view is of Tokyo-F, exactly as it's always been.]

[Near the far wall, there is an open book on a pedestal. The pages are empty. It is titled GUEST BOOK, and a pen waits nearby.]

GUEST BOOK | SOUVENIRS | WINNERS

Comments

[firstworldproblem]

[He's still giving off angry as a hornet vibes while been bone weary tired vibes if that is even possible.]

I'm not in the best mood to chat, but I do owe you the respect for actually trying to talk to me. What is it?

[unbr8kable]

[Purses her lips]

...When I punched you...it wasn't 'cause I was pissed or nothing. I just thought it might like. Knock some sense into you.

Live and learn.

1/2

[firstworldproblem]

[Oh. That's....]

[firstworldproblem]

[Don't mind him as he gives her a brief hug.

Or do.]

[unbr8kable]

[Is briefly hugged! She likely would have struggled were she less taken by surprise; as it is, she mostly just makes a "hrf" noise]

???

[firstworldproblem]

Thank you.

[unbr8kable]

Yeah, well.

[Waves a hand to clear the topic]

...Your evil boyfriend doing okay after all that?

[firstworldproblem]

I believe part of his soul was torn asunder. But I believe I have some spare tape and glue in my room.

[unbr8kable]

See, I woulda thought needle and thread, or maybe like a spa day, but whatever works.

Anyways, that stuff grows back, right? Like liver?

[firstworldproblem]

We do have a spa.

Ha, I do hope it does. I will let you know how that goes. At least I won't be filling the gaps with spare imps.

[unbr8kable]

That's a start. Pretty sure we've had more than enough of those already.

[firstworldproblem]

More than enough.

[He gets to his feet with a bit of effort.]

Can I help you with anything before I assess the damage? One day I do hope to repay you for your kindness.

[unbr8kable]

What, like shots? 'Cause usually I can just ask Gold or Shrike if I need something off a tall shelf.

[firstworldproblem]

Whatever you like. Alcohol. Some sort of meal. To teach you a magic card trick. I'm truly open.

[unbr8kable]

...Most people don't see punching as a kindness. You sure you didn't get hit harder than you thought?

[firstworldproblem]

You applied a reasonable solution to the problem. Quite clever now that I understand the reasoning.

[unbr8kable]

Wish it had worked. Though I guess it's better than it just turning you into a giant monster early, 'cause that coulda broke real bad.

[firstworldproblem]

Well, I suppose you know enough that this isn't my true form. Simply the last mortal vessel I was inhabiting. It is odd not being able to change.

I hope that form wasn't too unsettling nonetheless.