week one afterparty ★ where is this warmth going? when it's tomorrow, it'll vanish

[excavated]

The day had ended on a rather solemn note, with not just one innocent dead, but two.

Both the Great Detective, Erika Furudo and the magical girl known as Cure Aqua, Karen Minazuki were killed in cold blood, and all that was left behind was a pool of blood that acknowledged their deaths. And yet, in spite of that, they had to move forward... 🗈

Of course, in spite of the lingering feeling that hung in the air, the possible suspicion that would probably stick through them for the rest of their stay here, if not for the rest of their lives.

Being used to death, he knew very well the sting of having blood on your own hands. He understood too well the consequences. But he didn't want people to simply just blame themselves for something that wasn't entirely their fault.

Which is why after a while, he goes on ahead to search people out to tell them that if they would prefer not to be alone, they can come to the dining room and that there will be food. For those who stay in their rooms, however, they'll find a neatly handwritten letter:

To the one who might read this:

We're dealing with a difficult time and I know that because of this turn of events, that people might start to distrust one another and even make the decision to not face the future. But I don't want to hide and run away from our present; I want all of us to face the reality and change the future so that it isn't a sad one. I'm certain that the two that we lost would not want that from us, either.

Feel free to meet me in the dining room if you wish to mourn, or if you'd wish to not face all of this alone. Nobody deserves to be alone on a day like this. Food will be provided. Don't force yourself to come, though.

- Syaoran

Set up in the dining area are a lot of various comfort foods - a lot of soup based dishes, kebabs, hot pots, you name it. Even if the times are difficult, especially with the results, at the very least there's a small glimmer hope, right...?

Comments

[literalidiotball]

. . . Ooooh.

We were supposed to gather those things in the center...

[He looks at his new bag. The bells are useless.]

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi fiddles with his goggle straps]

Let's take the bells anyways. Never know.

... though... wow, what happened here? It smells awful...

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He covers his nose - god that smell is horrible]

I think this is the 'gather what remains' is what hasn't been burned... ah! Careful! That's Ether, it's extremely volatile.

[Actually...]

I think I'll hold onto these.

[literalidiotball]

Good idea. I'll just... Take the kid and lead him out.

[Just awkwardly grabs Takumi and leaves the burnt place.]

[goldenmaniac]

Eh?

[Takumi doesn't resist. Here we go]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He'll scoop up the unburned items and will return to the bell room]

I believe this is what we're suppose to be creating smoke with.

[literalidiotball]

Yeah... They do look flammable... What did the step after that say again?

[goldenmaniac]

"On the sixth night, let the sins ring loud and clear with the smoke."

So light the fire, then ring the bell... probably with the mallet. I dunno if it needs the full 108 rings. That'd be a little much.

[literalidiotball]

Okay, we got that down...

And then after that it was "leave the holy land entirely" so... I guess we light the fire, ring the bell, and RUN.

[improbablenotimpossible]

Probably not, but we will see.

[He starts to light up the brazier, and once he sees smoke, he starts to ring the bell with the mallet]

[foundationmods]

[As he rings it, at first it sounds...dull.

Like hitting wood.

But as the smoke turns into fire....

a beautiful bell tone rings out, as the bell is heated.

What happens next is almost instantanious.

First, There is a loud rumbling from outside, near the statues.

Secondly....the room they are in suddenly bursts into flames on the corners, the door they originally came from swinging open.

Huh. Looks like wheatley was right three times.]

[goldenmaniac]

Wheatley I will never doubt you again!!!

[literalidiotball]

[Suddenly, Wheatley wishes he wasn't right for once.]

AAAAHHHH! RUN! RUN!!!

[GRABBING TAKUMI AGAIN AND DRAGGING HIM OUT THE DOOR, NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

Good God!

[He's going to drop the mallet and bolts after, shouting directions to run in]

[foundationmods]

[As they run, each room bursts into flames. Even when they reach the end, the chapel itself bursts into flames, and they have to make a mad dash to exit among all the pews.

Congrats. You burnt down the chapel.]

[goldenmaniac]

[Once they are clear he stares up at the fire]

....we're all so going to hell.

[Let's try and see what made that loud sound with the statues?]

[literalidiotball]

[Wheatley is a robot. He should not sound out of breath.

He sounds out of breath anyway.]

Oh god... That was horrible... Make Ruler do it, I'm not going in there.

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He just... hope that the truth wasn't burned down with the chapel]

Well, I am the one who technically committed arson... it's only fair.

[foundationmods]

[As Ruler falls on his knees before the statue, he may notice that the Ophanim statues' wings are pointing towards a certain spot in the mansion.

They're pointing to a Library window.]

[improbablenotimpossible]

[He looks at the wings, and then where it seems to be pointing at, his eyelid twitch]

God damn it!

[goldenmaniac]

[Takumi follows his gaze]

...seriously. "Enter in silence."

Is... it's a joke.

[literalidiotball]

What? What are we screaming abou-

[Enter in silence...

Wheatley looks where the other two are looking.]

. . . You are bloody kidding me.

[improbablenotimpossible]

I bloody wish! This is complete Bollocks!

Arrrgh... Let's... just go see.

not here

[sotoshini]

[ Tbh if he knew who you were he might send you a thank you card. ]

[anonnomnomnom]

[In the distance, Anon... pops out of one of the mansion windows and comes sailing over, eyes brightening as he takes in all the flames and everything. He sticks his head into the chapel and looks around curiously.]

Heyyyy, anyone here, or did this place just suddenly decide to explode? Did we decide to kill more people?

[He doesn't seem fazed by this, unfortunately.]