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

[theyregooddogs]

You have some self-confidence. That's good.

[he is fucking with you, shh]

[bondsofsuffering]

...Did you doubt that?

[theyregooddogs]

It's lacking in some foundational areas, but I was mostly kidding before.

[bondsofsuffering]

Wait, what do you mean, lacking-?!

[For being fuckin exhausted he manages to put some strong pouting energy in that.]

[theyregooddogs]

Do you want me to spell it out now? And on camera?

[bondsofsuffering]

[Grumble grumble.]

[theyregooddogs]

Sorry, [not sorry] facades don't really work well with me.

[bondsofsuffering]

Who's puttin' on a facade...

[Grumbles continue, apparently.]

[theyregooddogs]

Hm, what was that?

[bondsofsuffering]

Nothing.

[Flop.]

[theyregooddogs]

[going to let him bask in silence while they ride the elevator down and John opens the door with his phone. he does actually awkwardly try to put Izanagi gently down on a covered in too many blankets and lace throws couch before rotating his teenager-carrying arm around a bit and taking off his pack]

Can't be the first person to call you out. You're on sensitIV, have to be something like the fifth. Ninth if you're being as social as you pretend to be.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Touchdoooooown. He'll just kind of lay there for a minute because he's here now so why not?]

...Do we have that type of reputation?

[theyregooddogs]

Above and beyond. Past the pretenses, sensitIV is broken and murderous, and Alcheme is sad and tired. Couldn't tell you which is pretending more.

[bondsofsuffering]

Heeeh, so that's what it is... some people seem to think of us as martyrs, too. Unless that goes under the "broken" part?

[theyregooddogs]

Wouldn't call it that, especially considering how many times I put LiliS on the block rather than play along. Those sort of actions as long as they are cognizantly made aren't sacrificing yourselves but avoiding sacrificing a part of yourself.

But I'm not in the room when you're making those calls. And I wasn't talking broadly about your unit.

[bondsofsuffering]

Oh?

[He's. He's really just keeping up the innocent look.]

[theyregooddogs]

[going to consider him for a beat before standing up]

Your call. Pretend all you want.

[bondsofsuffering]

Nooo idea what you're talking about.

[This is worse than his usual act but also he just had a bunch of people running around his ideal world and then ran through a bunch of other people's worlds, too. He's flagging a little.]

[theyregooddogs]

Sure. Take it easy, whatever act you're putting on.

[turning away to go]

[bondsofsuffering]

[Waving!]

Bye-byeee.