the final week

[airlockedmods]

[Eight weeks. Eight weeks of friendship and love, death and loss, hope and despair all muddled together in a cocktail that's too sweet on the tongue and leaves an acid-y pit in the stomach. With nine of them left (ten counting their dear but lone surviving host), things look darker than ever. Come Sunday morning the last of the Champions missing memories will be returned to them while they sleep. For some of them this will reveal answers, for others it might just be a fate worse than death. They could even be death.

But how does the song go? "It's always darkest before the dawn"?

There are no announcements from PAL this week. Not even morning and evening announcements.

Sunday Monday Tuesday



[ooc: Welcome to endgame, everyone! We're all very proud of you for making it all the way to the end. As you can see this is going to be a short IC week but we promise things will not be going down until this weekend (7/7-7/9). On Tuesday we'll be unveiling the OOC post for what to expect during the final investigation. There is no official AC this week, just a check-in and as mentioned above characters will be at their true canon points on Sunday morning.

Buckle up, kids, the ride's not over yet.]

Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

...I kind of meant here in the garden, but. Uh. So. Infernian, huh.

[scourgingstars]

...Oh.

[ardyn.]

[motherfucking_ghost]

...His name was really Ifrit, there is just...no subtlety there with these assholes, is there.

[scourgingstars]

...Should it not have been? I think I'm missing another one of your references.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Just...sometimes I find it really weird how some languages and religious...aspects? Totally cross universes.

Um, but uh. Here. In the garden. What were you doing?

[scourgingstars]

[look as far as he's concerned everyone else's world is the weird one]

...I was thinking of getting rid of something troublesome. Nothing more.

[motherfucking_ghost]

What, you were gonna ditch me already? Shortest relationship ever.

[scourgingstars]

Yes, what a shame. I'm going to throw you into the nearest tree and leave you there, you've caught me in the middle of my latest nefarious plan.

[motherfucking_ghost]

I mean, can I instead recommend throwing me against the nearest tree?

[scourgingstars]

Only if I can recommend that you work on that one-track mind of yours.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Psh. You love it.

...You were gonna pull a Junpei, weren't you?

[scourgingstars]

...I may have been considering the idea, possibly.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Wouldn't make much of a difference, would it?

[scourgingstars]

It wouldn't matter in the slightest. It's a powerless replica that can do absolutely nothing, and if that changes then it might actually burn my arm clear off like it did to Ravus.

[...he said, pleasantly and without the slightest trace of 'ha ha just kidding'.]

I'm quite stupid to keep it, actually.

[motherfucking_ghost]

.........Um. So about the burning arm thing.......?

[scourgingstars]

...Remember how I warned all of you not to put the ring on if you found it?

[He gestured vaguely with his right hand.]

The Lucii don't take well to their power being used by the unworthy.

[motherfucking_ghost]

...But the ring doesn't work. Because the crystal power doesn't reach here? So you're safe. And you should...stay safe?

Because if you keep doing Junpei things, like it's fine to take his name, but maybe don't lose your arm?

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn shrugged, looking to the ring like it was only slightly interesting.]

I think it should be fine. It's not done anything yet.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Except be a reminder, have meaning. Hasn't been malicious yet. You uh. Don't seem to like it right now, but maybe it's better you don't chuck it and get it lost in the trees or flowers or whatever.

[scourgingstars]

I think I may hold on to it for a bit longer. I can think of no better way to irritate Bahamut from worlds away than to carelessly flaunt something I'm unfit for.

[motherfucking_ghost]

[He takes Ardyn's hand, and guess what it's time for, it's time to kiss the ring again.]

I'm always a fan of petty shit like that. Stick it the fuck to that asshole. I'll fucking fight a god, I don't care, he was being a shit.

[scourgingstars]

My, between you and Junpei I'm sure the Draconian is shaking in his armor somewhere. I've truly chosen a fearless set of glaives after all.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Fearless, not smart. Tenacious as hell, though.

[scourgingstars]

Tenacity alone counts for something as far as I'm concerned. Especially when you'd so willingly fight a god for me.

[...]

Is this the part where I tell you he was quite a few stories tall and had one or two dozen swords?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Meh. We'll figure something out. He still deserves a kick in the toe or something.