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WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE
WEEK SEVEN: MINGLE (21 remain) Rise and shine, gremlins. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and it's the start of a new week. To the participants, yesterday's events may seem distant now—albeit not as distant as their life before this. Whether or not they notice, they will have lost a memory upon waking up. As usual, the participants will find that their lodgings have changed, and should anyone check their PHS, Chiron, Ochako, Soo-won, and Dorothy's profiles have been removed. They may also find that they have difficulty recalling complete details of the past weeks. Furthermore, it looks as though the rules have updated. Not everything is the same as the previous pattern, though. The barrier to the north is back up, and once more, what lies beyond is an empty field. In contrast, however, participants may notice that they can finally access a place they haven't been able to before... Additionally, it looks like the Leaders aren't around. No matter where the participants look, they're nowhere to be found. Should anyone try calling for them in the Planetarium, there will be no response—not even a message telling the participant that they're busy. Finally, everything around the participants begins to... glitch? Buildings may suddenly blink out of existence and then back in, random items like chairs or cups may suddenly distort even while they're being used, and looking at any particular thing for too long may give someone a headache. It's worse than it was that one week, though: participants will find that it's happening to themselves as well. Body parts might suddenly glitch out of existence then back in, and there will be a shot of pain when it occurs. It'll happen randomly, but it also seems to occur more often if they're touching something or another person. |
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but, the first time that xie lian says - ] Lessa! [ the name is torn out of his throat in a cry, instead.
and. honestly. it's...it's what he would do. xl deserved every "LOOKS AT XIE LIAN" comment i just got in the discord server. in this situation, it is the same desperation he would have taken on to try and stop something like this. it is the exact same suffering he took on in that temple. that he was ready to take on in yong'an, again.
he looks at lessa, dark eyes searching his face - and there is sorrow and suffering, and understanding. ] All eight...? [ he asks, just once, to confirm, and looks at the others.
and then... ] ... It has to be all eight of the weapons.
Hand me two of them.
[ once he's been handed (rolls dice) the chain and the orb, they change into the same sharp looking light spear weapons. xie lian looks back at lessa, again, trying to meet his eyes. ]
I'm here. [ he says, in a voice that aches with empathy, repeating the words goat said to him, what feels like months ago, now.
"they used you, instead."
because he knows exactly what this is going to feel like, as he pulls the spear out with all of the nerfed godly strength he has, grips it tight enough to go white knuckled around the first weapon.
his other arm comes to wrap around lessa's shoulders, steadying, and he holds on tight, closes his eyes and turns his head to the side. ] Don't be afraid.
[ his strike is true and clean, at the heart.
he grabs the second weapon he was handed, waits for it to change, squeezes his arm tight around his shoulders - and the stabs that one in an empty spot, too.
if it the energy that warps off of it hits him too, that's fine.
xie lian's not letting go. ]
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Anyways.
The thing about this, in the end, is that -
It's Goat's choice. It's Lessa's. No sacrificial altar where he's been bound, no defenseless and unconscious creature waiting for the slaughter. And while every part of Hua Cheng hates this, and, yes, the trauma of a hundred swords is very real between he and Xie Lian... they don't really seem to have a choice in the matter, if Lessa is going to do it even without their help.
He raises a staying hand to Zuko and Usagi, because they shouldn't feel like they have to do this. (But he won't coddle them on it; if they decide to, then they decide to.) ]
Gege. [ And he joins him, despite the struggle of it, touching his shoulder before grabbing ( spins wheel ) the gauntlet. If it rebounds to hit him, too, then he doesn't care. He takes the light spear that the weapon becomes, and then -
- drives it into Lessa's body, swift, as merciful as it can be for what it is.
Four.
The next, the ( spins wheel ) gun. The moment it becomes the spear it needs to be, he picks another place and makes it quick, too.
Five. Three more to go. ]
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in her mind's eye all she can see is a much younger sailor moon, overlapped with the princess she once was, sword in hand as it pierces her stomach.
with that, usagi's face tightens and she picks up the flute, waiting for it to change in her hands. there's a pause, her face twisting momentarily before she thrusts forward with the spear. ]
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Through the pain, Lessa smiles up at them, as if to reassure them. Everything will be all right.
Each of them stabs him with the weapons, until it ends with Zuko. With the last pierced through Lessa, power erupts from where he is, blinding light soaring into the sky and repelling the group away from him, while ashes swirl into the air like a storm.
All four of them will feel their energy leave their body, as though they've exerted themselves more than they can handle. As they drift into unconsciousness, however, they will see the figure of Lessa, looking almost monstrous as 'she' tries to escape; in their last moments, for just a brief second, he looks like someone else.
Then, everything fades to black.
(Which is to say, congratulations, you all are done for now!) ]