WEEK SEVEN: FAREWELL

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FAREWELL

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As Sunday morning arrives…you may find yourself actually sleeping in? For the first time in several weeks, you do not find yourself awakening at 9am. You don’t have that slight nagging feeling that you’re going to be late. You don’t feel pressed to rush out the door and go somewhere.

The restaurant is currently serving a piping hot breakfast, and your luggage is packed nice and neatly. Somewhere outside, it’s almost like you can hear the pleasant chirping of birds.

And then…the hotel begins to rumble. It’s the same ominous, quaking movement, building swaying from side to side before the front door of the lobby suddenly bursts open. Your stay at the hotel is over, dear guests. But perhaps you ought to venture outside and see what’s new.

Along the grounds of the hotel are several portals that have been opened, dark swirling shadows that remain for you to venture through once you’re ready to depart. However, these portals work in two directions. While you have the understanding that stepping through one of these portals will send you wherever you’d like, you may notice there are people starting to exit through them.

Your hostages are safe. They are delivered one by one, unharmed and returned to you for you to bring them back where they belong. The original staff also appears to finally be released...do be careful with them.

But that’s not all. Every now and then the portal will flicker and someone new and unexpected will exit. Your friends from home may step through these portals. You may recognize some of these as people that you’ve met in your previous murder adventures, too. All of them seem to be in possession of a flyer that reads:

Congratulations! You’ve won an all-expenses paid visit to the Starlight Hotel. Check-in begins at 3. Please sign on the dotted line upon arrival.

You may want to warn them, actually.

You don’t have to be a guest of the hotel to enjoy its fine amenities one last time. All of the floors have been opened once again, and every room is accessible except for your previous bedrooms. You will also find that you’ve been unnerfed, powers you once possessed returning to you and back where they belong.

Everything is peaceful…until you hear the sound of the Nightman.

H̸o̷w̴ ̴c̸o̷u̸l̵d̸ ̵y̸o̴u̸ ̸n̵o̶t̶ ̸f̶i̷n̵d̷ ̴a̴ ̴l̷o̶o̵p̴h̴o̶l̴e̵?̷ ̸N̷o̴w̵ ̵t̴h̷e̴y̷'̴r̵e̶ ̸a̶l̷l̸ ̷f̶r̵e̸e̵!̵

Hm…too bad. It seems as though the proprietor of this hotel is unhappy with circumstances. But regardless of where you look, you wouldn’t be able to find him. Seems like he’s gone off to try and restructure his business model.

As a parting gift from the Starlight Hotel, you will find that your typewriters are now pocket-sized palm pilot models. You do want to stay in touch, don’t you? It’s been several long weeks for all of you…

…you can check out anytime you want, but you can finally leave.

- - -

Happy Golden End, friends! You may use this post to thread out your final day at the hotel. You can thread with your hostages if you'd like. In addition this post is open to past gamemates or canonmates. You are free to bring characters from previous games or their canonmates to play off of each other.

As the post states, everyone's powers are back and you have universal texting. Fun! Characters will be able to return to their own worlds or depart for another world of their choosing whenever they'd like to leave.

Should you have any questions about their current condition, or simply questions about endgame mechanics in general, please feel free to ask us. Have fun!

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Comments

[resumed]

[there's a soft noise of disagreement.]

Bold of you to think so. [but it's still like. quiet. and a little more fond than usual and more "that's a hysterical joke" instead of "what kind of nonsense are you saying.] But I don't think we'll be hearing from him again anytime soon. So long as no one else signs a contract with him, that is.

[stunwhistle]

Seems like everyone here knows better than to do that. So far, anyway.

[resumed]

So far. [there is none trust!! somewhere, luca exists.] But with eight of us, I'd hope that people would understand why you should just say no to strangers with deals that're too good to be true.

[stunwhistle]

Eight of you, huh?

[resumed]

[fuck.]

...how would you feel if I said I got a summer job recently?

[stunwhistle]

Depends on what the job was.

[resumed]

Staffing at a murder hotel for an entity that bound everybody to a contract in order to save hostages he took. More or less.

[yup!]

[stunwhistle]

[will groans, but ruffles nico's hair and throws an arm around his shoulders.]

As your doctor, I am prescribing you several naps to recover from this job. Also, you're quitting it, if you haven't already.

[resumed]

[this gives him even less of an excuse to sit up and pull away, goddamnit will.]

I put in my two week notice and everything. Or I got fired. I'm not sure which in this case. [stop.] I will settle for a night's rest in place of several naps. Does that count?

[bold of anyone to think nico would sleep through the whole night.]

[stunwhistle]

You should be getting a full night's rest regularly, you realize. Are we going to have to have regular sleepovers so I can make sure of that?

[resumed]

[...that at least gets a grin.]

You are such a dork. [its mumbled and he doesn't sit up though so really, who's the dork here?] But I guess I wouldn't be that opposed for a couple of days.

[or more than a few days. sometimes you really would actually be more than okay spending time with your boyfriend after eight straight weeks of bullshit. ]

[stunwhistle]

All right! Doctor's orders, then.

[why are they like this. anyway, will is not removing his arm from around nico's shoulders, he's stuck here now.]

[resumed]

You can't keep using that excuse forever when you want me to do something.

[he can?? and nico will continue to mostly do so?? useless. even more uselessly he's leaning into the touch. it's fine.]

[stunwhistle]

Watch me.

[ :) ]

[resumed]

That wasn't a challenge, Solace.

[:|]

[stunwhistle]

Doesn't mean I can't take it as one!

[ :) ]

[resumed]

But maybe you shouldn't?

[:|!!

...but it sounds a little more fond than aggravated. gross.]

[stunwhistle]

You don't mind it that much.

[if he did, he would sound more aggravated? also he would probably have shoved his arm off of him by now.]

[resumed]

You can't prove that. [he just pushes at will's shoulder with his face a little.]

[stunwhistle]

[he chuckles and pats the back of nico's head.]

Whatever you say.

[resumed]

[there's a grumble. but he's also winding his arms around him briefly.]

Don't let this go to your head, but...I did miss you. A little.

[a lot, lately.]

[stunwhistle]

[he gives nico a little squeeze in return.]

Only a little, huh? I'll have to step it up.

[so that next time he'll miss him more than a little! except - ]

I'm not gonna give you any reason to miss me in the near future, though.

[resumed]

[there's a slight hum at that.]

Only a little. [he says, still holding onto him because he can.] You know there isn't really a way to make sure of that. But you're stubborn.

[so's he though.]

[stunwhistle]

Yeah, I am.

[...he ruffles nico's hair for no reason other than that he can.]

So you're stuck with me.

[resumed]

Tragically. [dryly. but he lets will mess with his hair before half-heartedly batting at him with a hand to try and lift his head and stand upright.]

...we can go home when you're ready. I think I've taken care of everything I need to here.