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bellelurette2025-04-07 12:11 am
lesmodsalouette) wrote in bellelurette2025-04-07 12:11 am
Epilogue
EPILOGUE
Your stopped time has restarted. Whether you were in the grassy field or fighting for your life on the castle grounds, you'll suddenly find yourself in an untouched area of the gardens. Ish is back, and so are the items, and the dead.
You return to Chateau Ambregris with the certain knowledge that come Monday, you will greet a new week, in a home of your own choosing. No longer will the chime of the clocks hunt you down, no longer will the oppressive scent of roses haunt your senses, no longer will you be forced to watch the death of those you've come to love and hate.
Parting is such a bittersweet sorrow, isn't it?
Make merry one last time, in this castle of illusions. Ironically, your memories of this stolen time that never existed are the one thing that will truly remain to you.
END NOTES
🔮 All dead are revived as tsukumogami! Congrats on your immortality(?)
🔮 Any other contracts made with Ish will be honored
🔮 Characters may choose to leave for any world they desire.
🔮 Time has not passed while you were stuck in this loop!
🔮 There will be no cross-dimensional world travel, except for on Samhain (Witches New Year October 31st/November 1st). On these dates, Ish will enable everyone to visit each other's world freely.
🔮 Universal Communication will be possible, courtesy of Manba and Ish. Everyone who wants one will be given a small fox that can communicate with other foxes through voice and video; the foxes can talk and are fairly simple creatures, enjoy them and give them fried tofu once in a while.
🔮 Powers are on for the finale, but Ish will step in and yeet anyone who gets too out of hand back to their homeworld, so play nice! (or relatively nice. )
🔮 Any other contracts made with Ish will be honored
🔮 Characters may choose to leave for any world they desire.
🔮 Time has not passed while you were stuck in this loop!
🔮 There will be no cross-dimensional world travel, except for on Samhain (Witches New Year October 31st/November 1st). On these dates, Ish will enable everyone to visit each other's world freely.
🔮 Universal Communication will be possible, courtesy of Manba and Ish. Everyone who wants one will be given a small fox that can communicate with other foxes through voice and video; the foxes can talk and are fairly simple creatures, enjoy them and give them fried tofu once in a while.
🔮 Powers are on for the finale, but Ish will step in and yeet anyone who gets too out of hand back to their homeworld, so play nice! (or relatively nice. )
[OOC: Welcome to your epilogue! The timeloop is ended, the evil has been defeated, and you have some time to catch your breath in the castle before the rest of your life begins! ]
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[ he kicks his legs idly, thinking. ]
Do you think you gained by speaking more here? Or did you just even out a bit because you weren’t speaking much before either?
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[ did she? what are the primroses, exactly? it isn't as if she were setting out to gain their trust by speaking more than she did before ... no, they feel as if they would have attached themselves to her regardless of what she did or said, looking for something to cling to.
wouldn't they have? ]
So perhaps it is the second. Evening out somewhat, though to what end I am not sure.
And you? Do you feel as if you gained something here by being different from how you were before?
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he’s… not too sure himself about a lot of this. ]
Well… I grew a heart and learned to love in different ways. I found more people I would kill for, but I am not sure that’s a gain either. Having a heart is a terribly inconvenient thing, I think.
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What do you mean by grew a heart, though? Were you that alone, before?
[ it's only been four weeks. (six weeks was how long each stretch of repeated time was for her, and even then...) is that long enough to teach something without a heart to love?
... ah. ]
No wonder you and Hwylryn got along so well.
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in any case, how can he feel alone when he always has jin? then again, it’s such a one-sided relationship. ]
Oh, is that your opinion? Someone without a heart must be lonely?
[ it’s said amiably enough. he’s not offended, just truly curious. ]
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[ alone, and thus never had reason to try to want to love, to grow a heart (something that can be hurt so easily.) ... is that it? no, from his reaction, that doesn't sound quite right.
in any case, homura is neither skilled at reading others' moods, much less the near stranger that yoru is. ]
If that is wrong, then why did you, here?
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At home, Yomi picks who joins our family. Here… I got to pick. And I guess I never realized how much I like talking to people.
[ like right now. no expectations, just a chat. ]
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[ birds in cages, the door left wide open. what would this place have felt like, to a homura freshly released from the hospital so long and hardly any time at all ago? ... overwhelming, perhaps. certainly, she doesn't think that homura would have taken it all quite as much in stride as yoru has, assembling together his mismatched but tightly bonded family of sorts.
(the frailty of that homura... she wouldn't even possess the quiet strength of andrew grace. certainly, she would have become a victim of something or other before long. her own weak heart, at the very least.) ]
Will you be going with any of those you met here? Or ... will you be returning to whence you came?
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Somehow it became one.
[ to be more yoru than jin. here, his name came first and he could be selfish. it wasn't jin who became yoru; it was yoru who carried a fragile soul called jin in this body. ]
Was it the same for you with Primrose?
[ he’d thought they had a similar bond. ]
But I am going home first, yeah. Aren’t you?
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[ not 'home.' that word describes something she's not sure she's had for a long time now. her timeline is like her apartment, in the end: a place she returns to at the end of the day. absent of sentiment, is that enough to call it a home? ]
Primrose, though. Primrose was ... strange. Not in a bad way, just...
[ how odd, to be made a part of a group so easily, and always be left waiting for the other shoe to drop. she's so used to being distrusted. ]
It is not something I would have expected, under these circumstances.
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And after that?
[ because surely, it doesn’t just end with returning. that’s only the first stop. ]
I would think a part of you will stray to Primrose occasionally, as it is meant to now.
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he does it just because he can? she doesn't bother to talk about duty and things owed, in that case. instead ... ]
'After?' What makes you say that?
[ for all her devoted loyalty, homura sees herself these days as—at best—distant and loose-bonding. does he see something that she herself isn't aware of? ]
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[ he leans forward to get a good look at her, whichever branch she’s sitting on. his expression is a little curious, but mostly surprised. she doesn’t see? ]
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[ as though she were a constant, as though she were meant to blaze forward. there’s always an after, if she isn’t meant to end. and yoru really doesn’t think she’s the type of person to fold against circumstances.
not from what he’s seen here. ]
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[ she has always been flawed, fragile, insufficient. a fire dies when it runs out of fuel to burn, when it stops being fed. she will last only as long as her resolve, and that...
is that how she's come off here? a flame that feeds itself? ]
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[ not a flame that feeds itself, but a flame fueled by the presence of others. ]
I think you need people.
[ just one would do, he thinks. just one. ]
Not close to you, I don’t know if you’d allow that, but around. And if they are, that seems to be enough. Am I off the mark, you think?