The End...

[strangerpeople]

THE END...

[When the Titled wake up next, it's to void darkness.

There is nearly nothing left after what has happened, save for the blackness. Save for themselves, the Dragonborn and Serana as they hold each other, the Thalmor prisoner (who is clearly in shock), the body of the dragon they had attacked in the distance, the tower in the even further distance...

and an old man, sitting on nothing, clapping wildly.]

Bravo! Bravo!! Encore!! That was just amazing.

[Confetti starts to fill the air. It catches fire mid-way to the..ground. Whatever counts as ground now.]

Nothing like a good old world-ending riot, I always say! You all deserve an award for ending the universe as I knew it. Have some bread!

[Bread that looks like Papyrus' pops into their hands. It smells like chicken and god only knows what it tastes like.]

Go on, have a bite!

[This was probably not what anyone was expecting when the world ended.]

Comments

[carries_war]

You missed a slime fight, too. The stuff still didn't stick, so me and Killua used it like snowballs.

[almightyconflagration]

Probably for the best that I missed that. Since I'd obviously win.

[carries_war]

Yeah right. You would've been the biggest target!

[almightyconflagration]

My preferred means of fighting is by throwing fire. A bit of sludge is nothing compared to that.

[carries_war]

You've never seen me with my powers. I'm pretty good with Ether attacks in general, but slinging fireballs is what I'm best at.

[almightyconflagration]

Yeah, and you never saw anything but what this place gave me. It wasn't just fireballs, I could also shape it as I wished.

[carries_war]

I'd be a lousy pyrokinetic if I could just do fireballs.

[Granted, he IS a lousy pyrokinetic. But that's what happens when you spend half your life afraid of your powers.]