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15strangers2023-07-20 09:54 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15strangers2023-07-20 09:54 am
FINAL INVESTIGATION
[Fifteen X-Passes. Six weeks. Freedom at last.
But it's not the end. Of course it's not. There are questions to answer, and souls to save. And now that the group is outside, they can see where they are.
They are inside a massive cavern, illuminated in an eerie green light, standing on a stone path. On one side is the ship-or rather, a massive, ship-shaped tangle of bloody branches, the trunk-like roots snaking out and into the river its buoyed on, as well as into the ceiling of stalactites. Said river is wine dark, but it's clearly not water. No-it is blood.
And on the other side of their little pathway? A root-encrusted palace. It sits over a labyrinthine city, bathed in emerald, and all is eerily silent save for some sounds coming from within the castle. It's clear the infestation somehow started here. And it is here that answers are likely to be found.
The doors are right in front of the group-and they are already open, covered in branches. From the outside, it seems little more than a ruin. Once everyone goes in, though?
It's even worse. The tree has taken over. Whatever lives here is no longer in charge. There's no easy way to disentangle the Qilphoth from this place. But there is life here, somehow. You can see figures entangled within the roots as you explore. And-they are still, somehow, alive. More than alive. They are beings that bleed ichor instead of blood-beings of incredible divinity and power. They are gods. And they are hostage to the tree, forever and ever, trapped in induced ennui, unless something is done.
[Once you enter, the investigation shall begin.
Good luck.]
((OoC: And here are team assignments!))
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Is that genuine sniffles?]
I....I would ask for nothing more...! S-Should I truly be so blessed, as a villain...?!
[Yeah, his voice even sounds choked up. Dang.]
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Not if that's not what you choose.
And I believe in you.
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[There's a little laugh, though he seems to master himself after a moment.]
Yes, of course. I just...am not used to being able to choose, I suppose.
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He can now. She knows it.]
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Though he can't make much facial expression - can't even touch her - he still brushes her cheek with that chill, the two bright spots of his eyes closing yet again.]
My dear, dear Akane.
[The chilly touch extends lightly to her hair, before he gives a soft sigh. Still thwarted in showing the true depths of his affection and gratitude, for the moment...
...but the meaning is still there.]
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Miss you still, Daddy.
[Her voice is quiet.]
But I'm glad to even have this, for now.