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thefoundation2020-09-12 08:24 pm
foundationmods) wrote in thefoundation2020-09-12 08:24 pm
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THE FINAL INTRO.
[After so
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Taken through a hidden passag e inside of the very mOUntain itself, you-you-you find yourself
find yourself
find you rse lf
Fi nd y o u r s e l f
Determination.
Welcome back.
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It's quiet here.
It'll be quiet here forever.
just like the rest of the universe
if you can't stop this
please stop it.]
long
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trip, you're all finally here. Ta-
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Taken through a hidden passag e inside of the very mOUntain itself, you-you-you find yourself
find yourself
find you rse lf
Fi nd y o u r s e l f
Determination.
Welcome back.
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It's quiet here.
It'll be quiet here forever.
just like the rest of the universe
if you can't stop this
please stop it.]
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She immediately dashes over to the only monster she can remember: Papyrus's place.
We need to get something that can heal souls. Immediately.]
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But the house was empty.
Nobody's home.]
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[Because she cannot stand this silence.]
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[There's a helpless sob in her voice, delayed by the need to ACT until now.]
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and a certain someone is conscious and awake--mostly.
he's immediately falling forward, foot trying to move forward to catch himself but not fast enough. he looks pale--no... washed out.
there's a graying edge to him, somehow.
sorry, he's not really up for the usual cheerily "Present~!"]
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[And she's in a bad mood suddenly.]
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[He murmurs, searching... and he felt more human again. So his powers are off again? He's here but-!
Is Spider here?]
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We're here. [Chuuta says, in a rush.]
Wasn't there--
[Chuuta, Drew doesn't remember.]
We have to stop it! We have to stop it!
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Oh, for fuck's sake. Somehow it's even more frustrating than the first time she got depowered.
Is the math hut still there at least?]
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cw: drowning
And then he's gasping in shock as he collapses to the ground. Each breath coming rapidly, filling his lungs but never quite feeling like enough. And even though he's warm enough now, with his clothes dry and his body temperature normal, he can't suppress the shivers that spasm through his body.
Don't mind him, he's just going to curl up in a ball and sob bitterly for a bit. Give him a few minutes.]
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[No, she is absolutely going to mind him, because the moment she can see him is also the very moment that she's going to rush towards him. Sorry, she's not even going to give him a second because he's getting a hug now.]
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later
Okay, so that was... a lot. I know Sherlock-san was able to apparently get something from that thing. I tried my Third Eye too but I wasn't able to learn about 8000, or Courier, or whatever. But I DID see something.
I saw... well, it's hard to explain without sounding cheesy, so just bear with me. But I saw our desires. Hopes, determination, our will to live and believe in our... right to exist. It's not the first time I've seen something like this either. Back home it showed up as little motes of light when my team was fighting the Grail.
Back then I was able to gather those motes up and use them for an attack. A god slaying attack. But that was with a whole city backing me up- during the trial there wasn't enough for me to do it. But it was there.
'Course with powers gone again I can't do anything about it, but if we get the chance again...
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[He moves to brush his bangs from his face]
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he'll go to the ruins, away from the rest of them, and slide down against one of the walls, breathing out an exhausted sigh. god he's so tired of this. and just when he thought that the winchester mansion was bad enough. ]
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Maybe the telltale sign of a certain someone approaching in armor was a hint that somebody was. In fact, watching!! ]
Off to sulk by your lonesome, Solomon?
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1/?
2/?
3/?
4/4
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A few things that she's doing as a distraction from her time: cooking a fuckton and making some origami cranes and, well...
...if anybody decides to visit room 1, there seems to be the faint sounds of writing and they're allowed to knock, if they'd like.]
room 1
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the graying glitching through things at complete random. like when you're wanting some slow quiet time in the park, sitting on the swings, and then you just fucking fall on your butt on the ground because suddenly the swing doesn't acknowledge your existence
or when you try to open a door at the inn, not really thinking about it, but your hand goes through the knob while your face hits the door because it's still shut
he mostly gives up and lays in the snow when even the snow falls through his hands as he tries to build up his snowmoundmen army again.
he's real tired, guys.]
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[uh]
[hm]
. . . dddddo you need help with that?
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the park;
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[Fukawa is just... walking along randomly. Poking at rocks like she expects something incredible to be unearthed that the group missed.]
Genocider Shou
[At some point, Genocider Shou came out and went back to the Inn. She is currently sitting at a wooden table and playing the knife game with a sharp pair of scissors.]
Genocider Shou
[He can't even stop smiling to be concerned about a knife game...]
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PRESENTS
Also Red will be bringing fortune cookies later, but that's after I get out of work.]
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ONE LAST PRESENT
Mod's choice
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IM BAD AT PICKING THINGS SO mods please yolo me something fun
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Mod choice
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mod fortune please!
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mod roll
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just mod me up
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mod choice!
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Mod roll please
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mod's choice
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walks in 15 minutes late with cookies, RNG me
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Mod choice!
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Re: PRESENTS
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She settles in the field of yellow flowers they always seem to come back to, and takes a slow, deep breath.
And then, for some reason unknown to anybody who might drop in on her...
She exposes her SOUL, cupping her hands just below and studying it.]
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There doesn't seem to be much more, but it's very....comforting. Like doing something for yourself.]
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While under cookie influence. CW: alcohol
Later... he's in Room 2 rearranging his dubiously gotten goods into some kind of - weird organization? or he's on a couch in the inn's foyer, bicycle kicking the air before he pushes the heel of his shoe off his feet, and with a flick of his ankle he kicks off the shoe sending it towards the ceiling]
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[Just... going to stare at him coming through the inn door...]
M-Mr. Holmes?
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on the way back
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