GY ENDGAME POST

[faentasy]

GRAVEYARD - END GAME

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Friday

It's been a long stay.

Seven weeks have elapsed since the gates to Aira Niluc were opened to guests of various worlds, and for seven weeks a game of trust and betrayal have whittled the living's numbers down until only a mere third remained on that side. And in exchange, the population of the dead grew as they continued their story on this side.

But the story is coming to a close, almost as if the world itself demands it.

Because sometime Friday morning, oddities start to become apparent within the fabric of this space: buildings starting to deteriorate as their colors start to fade, foods beginning to molder and rot, trees and mountains far in the background flickering briefly show sketch-like outlines before reverting back to normal. While most of the main locations remain fairly intact, there is no area on this side that lays untouched by the sense that this place is starting to unravel, bit-by-bit.

Still, the walls that separate you all from the living hold fast even now, not allowing any of the dead to cross through into the other side.

Perhaps that's not the point here, though. After all, you all still have your own ending to write, here and now.

[Welcome to the Graveyard's Endgame post! The previous posts for Weeks 2-5 and Weeks 6-7 have been linked above.]

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[lastreward]

Yes, yes. We get that you're not exactly doing her bidding since you're doing things to defy her but you're not being straight with us either.

So, what's your aim, exactly?

[faentasy]

Ugh, do I need to spell it out?

I want her dead.

[lastreward]

Ohoho~? Finally being honest? Very nice.

How do we factor into that then?

[faentasy]

[Sour look.]

I did genuinely want your help with the crystals, I'll have you know. And as long as the living manage to weaken her enough, it's still better to have all of you here as back up instead of being eaten by her.

[lastreward]

I'm sure that's why you were so eager to get your hands on them.

[ ... ]

You know, even Hamelin apparently things you're oh so devious. Not that I trust his judgment whatsoever, but how about you prove it to us in some way that you're not going to stab us in the back and maybe we can make a miracle happen?

[faentasy]

You expect me to prove it? How?

[lastreward]

That's on you, isn't it? We've been risking our necks out on your information after all, the least you can do is prove that you are what you say you are.

[faentasy]

Ugh, what do you expect me to do? Fly out there and drag her out or something? What you're asking is basically impossible, you know!

[lastreward]

Well there's some questionable things I'm sure you can clear up. Like your appearance, supposedly?

[faentasy]

My... appearance?

[There's a few blinks here before they smile back sweetly.]

Oh, well if that's all it is, then I don't mind at all! But are you sure you won't regret asking?

[lastreward]

I did ask first. [ rests her head on her hands. ] Go on then.

[faentasy]

Okay! [They make a bashful expression.] But you know, I don't really like showing people this, so do you mind if I change in the back room instead? I'll come right out after.

[lastreward]

... well that's suspicious sounding as hell, but sure...?

1/2

[faentasy]

Thank you!

[They just grin back at Samidare and flit over to the back door that's been left ajar, slipping easily between the small crack there. There's silence for about a minute, and then--]

2/2

[faekery]

[The door itself flies forward off its hinges as some monstrous... thing slams its way through the doorframe, leaving splintered wood in its wake as it plows forward. There's not much time to react considering there's a door literally flying into whoever's unlucky enough to be standing in its trajectory, but when the metaphorical dust settles, what they'll see is this: a giant, caterpillar-like creature with about ten arms and spikes jutting out of it. The butterfly wings protruding from its back are like a parody of fairies' wings, oddly delicate in comparison to the rest of its appearance. And with its face stretched in a parody of a grin, a deep, distorted voice rings out, sounding nothing like Ferry.]

Well, are you satisfied now? Because I do hope you enjoy this sight, considering it'll be the last one you'll see.

[mathodical]

... Then why did you not let the living know that the barrier was weakening?

[ thanks to the rifts, he absolutely saw the censored note, ok ]

I even hid it under a code, and it was in written form so it wasn't like Tenn would have told just anyone.

[ it's not accusatory, if it helps. just curious. ]

[faentasy]

Because if she saw that, then she'd get angry at me for letting it through! No one's supposed to figure out how this place works.

[mathodical]

... How much can she see and influence, anyway? I was under the impression that if she was more powerful we would all be... eaten, by now.

[faentasy]

Mmm. I know she's hungry, so that keeps her from being able to see and control everything. She really didn't want anyone finding out about her though.

[eternaljune]

...then you’re as ensnared by “B” as the rest is of us, I assume. Were you tricked into making a wish with her without knowing the full price or something like that?

[faentasy]

[There's a frown.]

That's right. She has a way of saying things, where she says everything you want to hear. That's how she lured me in.

[goldencave]

... What'd she tell you, then?

[faentasy]

Well, that she could revive anyone and as many people as she wanted. And since I just saw some of my friends being attacked and killed, I...

[goldencave]

You got played like a fiddle...

[ Norton sadly shakes his head. ]

You know, now that I think of it, I'm starting to wonder if that's how she got all of us in here. Not that I remember anything between getting a weird letter for something else and waking up at a dining table with a mouth full of food, but if some lady told me she could solve all my problems with a magic wand I'd trust her too.

[ He doesn't mention the letter was an invitation to a game. He doesn't mention the prize was a huge check with his name on it. Even if the guy who sent it was a normal human, the game doesn't seem as exciting after going through all this bs. ]

[goldencave]

... Funny, so do we.

[ He crosses his arms, glancing at the floor with a sigh... Then he looks up. ]

But you can't just kill her, can ya? I bet that's got you scared as hell...

[ He's starting to sound apologetic... ]