RECORDING 17: THE FINAL DAY.

[foundationmods]

It's the final day, before the night when the massacre begins.

You've all talked and planned - and as you wake up, on the last day you have allotted to you...You know, instinctively, it is now or never.

That today, you either break free...or die trying.

The hallways are seemingly empty of ghosts, even the vessels themselves having gone silent. The Miasma hangs in the air, as if waiting for your decision.

There is 12 of your number left.

How many will be alive by the end of the day?

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DISCUSSION

[foundationmods]

[Get all your planning and ducks in a row - Time's running out, and you need to come to a decision shortly.]

[finalring]

Alright, how are we going to do this? Gil--King Gilgamesh, you will be attacking the core, correct? And Emil will be bombing the front door?

For those going against the core, we may be facing something even worse once we attack the mother. Whether it's the possible children or the miasma, we are not sure. And as for those in the door, we will have to face against whatever killed those that stayed outside.

[accessorytomurder]

Who, um...

[She takes a deep, steadying breath.]

Who's going to n-need me with them more? As a shield, or an omnitool, I mean.

[sageking]

That's correct. We should also make sure it's clear who will be going where...whether they will be accompanying myself or Emil.

[ It only took until endgame for Gilgamesh to properly say Emil's name aloud, wow. ]

[zweivoltage]

I'll be going towards the Core. I believe my skillset will be more useful there.

[white_camellia]

I have been saving my final trump card for this situation, at least. Whatever we face, I will be assisting with fighting it.

[cw_suicide]

I'll also go where I'm most of use. Physical things aren't really my forte but...

[reanimania]

Okay, wait, I thought the plan was to simply remove the door from the hinges, and the bombing was for if that didn't work for some reason.

[reanimania]

[ Well, this is the day. And it is absolutely a special occasion, so he's going all out. His usual necklace is now more of a choker since he lost so much of the chain, but that's probably for the best, since he's got Giovanni's necklace on as well. He does indeed have his fancy bracelet on as promised, and the red scarf he never actually burned is freshly laundered and tied around his neck like a bandanna.

He's got a pile of flamethrowers laid out in the dining room, as one does. ]

We discussed this briefly on Sunday, but here we are -- if you don't have any fire artes and you want some defense that we at least know is effective against spiders, you can shoot fire with these.

[golden_dream]

[Rosa was reloading her gun. Hoping the new 'anti-ghost' bullets, for lack of a better term, would work.

They can't take something from you if you have nothing left to lose. They can't humiliate you if you have no shame. They can't break you if you don't have a spine.

So were the ideas Rosa was currently relying on to stay alive, whether she was consciously aware of it or not.

She started to write, and showed it off to the rest of the gathered:

"If anyone needs paper for burning things, I can offer what I've already used... or possibly create some fabric."]

[oxidegreen]

My abilities weren't very useful against the spider, but I should be able to use the tools from the Doctors if I need to. I might be able to be of more use against the phantoms - the ghosts, but I'm not sure if it will be like home since I never tried to fight them here.

I can go wherever people feel like I might be needed.

buffs

[sageking]

[ Well, at some point in all of this, everyone (except Dazai because nullify???) will suddenly receive a boost in 20% of their attack/defense for four attack turns. ]

Consider that an added benefit to your current defenses and power. Use it wisely and try not to die idiotic deaths.

DOOR

[foundationmods]

[accessorytomurder]

...um, like I said before, I could turn into putty, get pushed in, then turn into a key. Did we... want to try that first, or lock-picking?

[oxidegreen]

[She's here, sword out, keeping an eye peeled for interference.]

CORE

[foundationmods]

[sageking]

...Mind your distance. I will begin now.

[ It was time.

Gilgamesh will direct his attention back on the brick wall assuming everyone who needed to be here was here, standing about five to six feet away. If he started to levitate a little, it wasn't just your imagination. ]

As soon as I've made the opening, and it's all clear, you will all go forward as I handle whatever assault they'll likely come at me with for breaking a rule.

[ But anyway, with the sudden boost in power, he sent a spiraling combination of lightning and fire slamming straight into the wall, the explosive force certainly likely more than enough to bring even reinforced bricks down. Even moreso now that he too had such a boost.

In addition to that, there were ... invisible ripples in the air, surrounding the Caster, and even in front of the blond now. Though what happened with those depended on what happened next. He was sure that he would be at the very least engaged in a fight. However that would end, he wouldn't know. ]

PART 2

[foundationmods]

[With the core handled, everything suddenly comes to a stop.

All of the ghosts freeze in place, go pale, and disappear.

The house falls quiet.

Those near the door will see a strange transition. In the blink of an eye, the spiderwebs and pit of nothingness all disappear, and in their place is the front lawn of the Winchester mansion.

One second passes, then another. The silence holds over the house.

And then there is an absolute roar of power as the miasma surges through the halls, through the rooms, through everything. The insidious laughter- ringing with the voices of all of those who have died in the house- creeps up on everyone still alive.

And underneath that laughter is a small-yet-elated voice. Once that says "Finally, finally! We're finally free!"

The living are free, but so is the curse.

And they better move fast, since staying put is a bad idea.]

For Yachi, Romani, and Saphir

[foundationmods]

[Since they'll be the first three out, they get this fun thing: Romani's phone is ringing.

Answer it?]

[white_camellia]

[Nanaka is about to continue the assault, when she suddenly stops. The witch transformation conversion has begun again. She no longer has time to fight, she focuses everything she has on making the Connection to Eve, and...

Succeeds. Her soul gem begins purifying, and it takes only a few seconds for it to be cleansed of the curse and impurities...

Leaving her in a body that hasn't been used in over a week, with a bullet in the leg and multiple shurikens in the chest. She is quite thoroughly out of commission for the time being. ]

[boardreversal]

[The moment the curse is free - and all the ghosts feel that elation, that freedom, the lack of pain - Battler roars with laughter, throwing his hands out to the side as he aims his voice towards everything in the building - and even a little beyond.] Let's go, we're free, ahahaha-!! IIIIIT'S SHOWTIIIIIIIIIME~!!! Kill them, rip them apart, bathe in their blood! Don't let a single one escape here without becoming a part of us!! [And now - The hunt can truly begin.]

Cut scene 1/?

[onemolife]

[ While everyone have been working together and taking on ghosts, spiders, walls, and a door, Wei Wuxian has been walking through the halls and putting in the last bit of work for the barriers. Picking each dead end of the web and working around in a circle as he goes, with only the sounds of fighting and radio chattering as company.

Or so he thought. Every so often he will catch sight of someone following him, but between the flashes in the past and the bracelet on his wrist humming with energy, he isn't even sure if it's real or not. ]

You know... I could have really fallen for you.

[ Voicing it now really drives home how true it really is. His heart squeezes painfully in his chest. Maybe he actually did have a crush on Ango. Maybe he could have really fallen in love. ]

I suppose it's a little late to say it now, but I really did want to be the reason why you smiled.

[ He'll continue on towards the static section of the house, while all other sounds fade from around him. All he can hear are his own foot steps and the sound of his robes swishing with every step as he tries to listen to the phantom that may be in his head. ]

If this succeeds, we can go to the beach together. I'll hide all the electronics and paper just so I can drag you out to relax. I wanted to try going on a date for once and feel like an actual normal person. Not some kind of villain or a leader. Not someone from the Foundation or anything. For a moment, it'll just be you and me.

I did tell Romani he could tag along, and that we're bringing the King along so he doesn't pout. I also made a promise to Hitoka that I would see her and Dazai again. She asked me out on a date, but I'm sure they both would be happy if you came along, too.

[ Passing the other rooms fairly quickly before he is finally at the living room. He looks pale and his eyes are glowing a violet color, a mix of his resentful red and the miasma's purple. Putting down the last paper on the wall before he turns to look out through the entry way to check outside. Then he realizes Dazai is still there. Giving a warm affectionate smile at the other before he pulls from the miasmas from around the room and in the bracelet. Feeling each point of the barrier in the ever changing rooms and the halls and using the miasma draw it all out.

It's experimental and should use the miasma itself to contain the miasma and curse. ]

I hope this works...

[ Just as he connects the points, he realizes he really wasn't alone. ]

For Subete

[foxetious]

[For a main combatant, Gin sure hasn’t done much, has he?

He’s been deflecting debris that came his way when needed, and has taken some pot shots at different ghosts, but for the most part he has worked his way into being a background piece in this fight. That changes when everyone living turns towards the door, and every ghost turns to follow. For freedom, for salvation, for the chance to spread wings and escape this pit.


...Snakes aren’t much ones for flight though.]

Ikorose, Kamishini no Yari.

[Subete spent so much time in his unreachable corner. Unmoving. Content. Complacent.]

[finalring]

[ it takes a moment for solomon to gather the courage to start the spell. in the distance, he hears the sound of slaughter, the increase of the miasma as the ghosts prepare their break into the rest of the world, ready to complete the mission that the mother spider gave them.

an xk-class threat.

he had dealt with so many over the centuries that he had spent as o5-2, that he feels less scared about it than he has been throughout all the six weeks he's been stuck in this place.

but that fear of death... that was what pushed him through all these weeks. it was what pushed almost everyone throughout these times. it's what kept them fighting, struggling against an end that was all but inevitable. and now, even he knew that there was probably not anyone left standing.

is that...what they call bravery? ]

North, East, South, West. All gates open and heed my call.

[ there's a surge of power coming from romani, made of light so pure that it could just burn anything down if he so wished it. wasn't there a time that he had suggested to o5-1 the idea of burning it all down and starting anew?

he was such a fool.

but maybe now, he's even more foolish. and that's fine. logic was not something that was always necessary for humans. humans lived emotional lives, full of incomprehensible and illogical actions and feelings.

and he had learned to love them. ]

[foundationmods]

[And then, suddenly -

There's a person placing his hand on Solomon's shoulder. Or is...it really a him? Those watching from the future will see a person who's an older positive influence to them, primarily male unless there was never a male figure like that in their life.]

Thank you, Solomon. But that's enough.

[The man looks over, smiling at him - softly.

What face is it, that Solomon sees?]

I will take care of this.