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15strangers2017-12-22 08:14 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2017-12-22 08:14 am
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FINAL TRIAL
[Soon after the final clue it found, the large set of double doors at the end of the hall finally open.
And beyond is what Nyaf-ya calls the Room of Reckoning. And this room is...]
[...rather impressive. Large, for certain. Maybe a bit too large for the space it would have to occupy beneath the mall, or to have light streaming from the windows, all things considered. But given everything else that the surviving strangers have encountered, this might not be the strangest thing with this situation overall.
There is a wooden throne at the top of the staircase, and at the bottom of the staircase are four large, comfortable-looking sitting pillows - one green, one orchid, one gold, and one pink. The red pillars surrounding the staircase are also decorated with markings that definitely don't look like they fit the aesthetic of the room.
There are also two low hot pot induction cooker tables in the great hall area before the staircase. One table has six spots, all with sitting pillows, each with a name written onto a paper placed carefully on a plate. When everyone sits at their place, they will find that the stove in the center is already heated and ready to go, and every imaginable ingredient for a proper barbecue and hot pot meal is available to them for cooking. A pitcher of their favorite drink is also next to each respective cup.
And, once everyone finds their place, their phone pings with a message.]
Once you've figured everything out, the Boss....wants to talk to you. She doesn't want to fight. Not this time. Please, take your time, but please be careful, ok? The rules of the Game are still in effect.
We're rooting for you. I know you'll find a way!
It's time to finally answer the questions the Titled have about why they are here - and face the Masterminds behind the Game.
Good luck, Titled.]
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...
How...are you...
[She shakes her head. How she looks is one thing, but there's no icon for how she's feeling. Let's reach into the future of an alternate universe and borrow one from that aunt she's never met. There we go.]
How do you still exist after that?
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... I want to know as well, if you don't mind sharing with another person.
[ SHE LOOKS SO YOUNG, BUT SEEMS SO SAD??? He's genuinely concerned about her.
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All right...
[The memories are now in Akira's head.]
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Can he second Joey's question...? ]
You're officially the strongest person I know.
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[ He doesn't know Madoka. Well, technically, he doesn't know this girl, either? He just wants to try making a point. ]
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[hate anyone. do anything but try to help.
Like the wish that created her.]
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Clearly, so are you...
[ There's a moment where he pauses to take a breath. ]
With how our situation was, I didn't appreciate what you were doing as much as I should have...
[ His expression dims and he shakes his head. ]
I'm sorry.
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This whole souls-being-physical-and-divisible thing is really new to me, but it seems like you're parts of that girl-turned-god in your memories, and suffering just as much as any other part of her right now.
[Or something.]
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[She looks down.]
The truth is, without Madoka Kaname...I'm just...a visage. A reflection of what the Law was, nothing more. No matter how powerful everyone has claimed I am.
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Look at you. You're the nicest person here, in spite of what you have to do. You gave someone part of your soul just so she could have one. You're helping us and protecting us and...cooking food for us. You know that only one other person, ever in my living memory, has made me food just because she could? And she made me do the dishes. Which is fair, I just really hate doing dishes.
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Still, there is a smile.]
Aha...dishes aren't so bad...especially if someone else is with you.
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[Maybe her kitchen would be less awful if she worked with the other two instead of trying to take turns and everyone ducking out of theirs...]
That's not the point, though. I don't know Madoka Kaname, but I do know you, a little bit, and I know you're a kind person. And strong, but like...resilient, as opposed to powerful. I think that's a lot more impressive, personally.