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[mwmtechs]

WHO: Everybody
WHEN: Day 78, Post Game.
WHERE: @ Fallout Shelter ( for the winners ) & south of Twilight Lake, 6ft under ( for the losers )

WHAT:

[ Team ❤️ ( Jill, Ciaccona, Megumi, Monika ) & Team ♦️ ( Lyney, Mydei, Kaveh, Ratio ) & Team ♣️ ( Diluc, Jing Yuan, Lahabrea, Vil ) will all come to in a claustrophobic coffin six feet underground in the field that all of this craziness started in. you're still suffering from the hallucinations, paranoia, & honesty! which should definitely be a good time for somebody trapped in a wooden box. as for the necrosis, well, that seems to have taken care of itself... but once you're able to move and inspect yourself some more you'll find that you've got shrapnel from the collapsing bunker lodged in you. nothing fatal, but it's definitely painful and very likely bleeding. it can *only* be removed *with help*. you can't remove the pieces on your own. ]

[ Team ♠️ ( Brant, Aventurine, Castorice, Jayce ) & EVERYBODY ELSE will get a text message once the game ends with the coordinates of the woods that your friends are currently buried in. a follow-up simply says bring a shovel. this is probably confusing to those who didn't participate, but they'll find out what's what soon enough. ]

Comments

[noarchitact]

[ kaveh doesn't make much noise. he's more or less accepted his place in his coffin, but occasionally... when the world around him ( which isn't all that big at the moment ) begins to warp he can be heard whimpering. he does eventually let his dendro powers go crazy... the coffin exploding dendro tentacles that slither through the soil. some of them go to the surface, so he can be easily found, but some of them also go into other people's coffins. sorry about that. ]

[hextechwonderboy]

[ He's had an absolute nightmare of a day even though he won! His brain is at war with itself. Winning is great and all, but not at the cost of so many other's lives. But... he made a promise he'd try.

So much for that. Jayce feels like shit now.

He's about to feel so much worse when he realizes it's Kaveh's grave he's digging at now. At least he can take solace in the fact he's going to be safe once he finds out it's him, maybe? ]

[noarchitact]

[ roots burst up from the ground around him as he continues digging into the ground, growing closer to kaveh's coffin with each passing moment. eventually he'll hit the mangled wood, kaveh just laying in there with a tear stained face, because despite his far off expression he was crying... at some point. he seems to be numb to it all now, having accepted whatever fate he was given. ]

Jayce?

[hextechwonderboy]

[ Lucky him! As soon as Jayce sees the vines he takes a deep breath and utters a soft "oh, shit," only to dig and dig and dig more frantically until the coffin is completely uncovered.

Once he lifts the lid and sees Kaveh, his heart drops and his expression is somehow one of concern and relief as he pulls him out of the coffin and tugs him into a tight, bordering-on-but-not-quite suffocating hug. ]

...I'm so sorry. I tried-- I didn't realize-- I never meant holy shit, I'm so sorry.

[noarchitact]

[ kaveh goes rigid as soon as his arms are wound around him, because he doesn't see his friend, but instead a lovecraftian monster. it doesn't help that he went through an awful death and he hears him but he doesn't see him. after a few moments of the hug he gives him a rather forceful nudge backward. it's unintentional, but he needs some space. ] Th- Thanks. I appreciate it, r- really. I just, I need a minute to breathe. I couldn't breathe in there. I still kind of feel like I can't. [ he rubs at his eyes. ] Are you, are you okay?

[hextechwonderboy]

[ He knows the way Kaveh goes rigid isn't a good thing, but he also feels kind of heavy himself and needs a moment so he just sort of waits for Kaveh to pull away. He's not really expecting the shove, and he does looks a little hurt for a moment, but his expression softens when he sees how worn out the other man looks. He mutters a soft 'sorry' after he catches himself against the wall of dirt behind them (which somehow miraculously doesn't collapse). ]

It's okay. I get it.

...I, uh-- I'm fine. Let's-- let's just get out of here, okay?

If you want you can stand on my shoulders and I'll boost you up if you're feeling strong enough.

[ And leave him in this enclosed space which he's totally not feeling great about. ]

[noarchitact]

I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I… I’m seeing things. Bad things. You don’t, you… you’re not you. But I can hear you, and it’s messing with my head, which is already just so messed up. I’m sorry. I really am.

[ he shakes his head, roots slithering out of the walls to form steps for the both of them. ] No. We can leave together. I don’t know how I’d help you out anyway… besides something like this. Go, you first.

[hextechwonderboy]

It's-- it's fine. I get it. Believe me, I do.

Uh... [ He looks at the vines, then back at Kaveh. ]

...Sorry, but... these are stable and don't require your concentration to keep them up, right?

[ He really doesn't want to fall from 6 feet on top of poor Kaveh if he loses focus from a hallucination. ]

[noarchitact]

Heh, no, …they’re not going anywhere. And… like I said, you go first, so archon forbid something happens I can catch you. I’m fine now. [ so hurry! ] I won’t let you fall.

[hextechwonderboy]

...If you're sure.

[ He takes a cautious step to test the surface before heading all the way up. ]

Thank you... those are handy. You okay? It seems like you've got some cuts. Can I help?

[noarchitact]

[ he climbs after him, taking his time, because the world shifting around him is making his head hurt. he's going to need aspirin alcohol when he gets home. ] I, yeah, I'm doing... as okay as I can be. [ he shakes his head. ] They're not much. Don't worry about them. I'll take care of them when I get home. You did plenty. You... you dug me out of a hole in the ground, so... so thanks, Jayce. I, thanks.

[hextechwonderboy]

...Kaveh, you look like you're about to fall over any second now. You should be taking a seat and-- [ He places a hand on his shoulder. ]

You're worrying me.

[noarchitact]

I'm not going to fall. I think there's far too much adrenaline coursing through my veins... h- hah. But I do want to get out of here. The woods, I mean, and away from these holes. Just... help me do that, please.

[regulate]

[ Panting as he runs around, trying to look for Kaveh. He finally spots the plant-tentacles and transforms into Dominicus, so he can use those giant hands to scoop out dirt like a tractor until the coffin is in view. ]

I am almost there, Kaveh! Please stay calm!

[noarchitact]

[ the tentacles are more abundant the closer he gets to reaching the coffin, and soon they're crawling all over dominicus. they're not exactly impeding his ability to do anything... they're simply confused and flailing as they try to cling to anything & everything. once he reaches the coffin and removes the mangled lid he'll find kaveh with a face streaked with tears. ] Wh- What's going on? [ the visage of dominicus isn't exactly comforting while he's losing his mind. ]

[regulate]

Ah– my apologies.

[ He returns back to himself in a panic as he helps Kaveh out of the coffin, being careful as he examines him. ]

You are bleeding all over. We need to find you a healer. Please sit down first and catch your breath.

[noarchitact]

[ kaveh shrinks back when sunday reaches out to help him out of the coffin at first, because his mind is playing tricks on him and showing him a monstrous version of his boyfriend. he tries not to appear too rattled, but his behavior probably says plenty. ] I, I'm sorry. Just, a minute, I need a minute. [ he blinks furiously, as if that'll help send the horrible visage away faster. ] I just want to go home. [ he brings a hand to his face, rubbing the tears from them. ]

[regulate]

[ He glances down at himself, unsure what's wrong before nodding as his wings shift. ]

Do you want me to find Alhaitham for you? I believe he can heal you back up, and I do not wish to make you more agitated.

[noarchitact]

[ he shuts his eyes as tears fall from his face. ] No. I, ...don't go. Please. My head is, I'm seeing things that are, they're not normal. Just help me home, please. I don't want to be out here. I can't take this. I don't want to be here, ...I want to be home. I want to go home, Sunday.

[regulate]

Close your eyes then. I will get you home, and you can spend it there with a blindfold if that is amenable...my voice is still the same, isn't it?

[ He helps cover Kaveh's eyes for him as he pulls him into his embrace, rubbing his back gently. His own eyes water at the same time, but he brushes the tears aside so he can start leading Kaveh back to the apartments. ]

[noarchitact]

It is. And I know it's you. My heart knows it's you. My brain is... just having a hard time, because what it's being forced and manipulated to see is, ... [ he shakes his head. ] I don't need a blindfold. I don't want one. I know it's you, Sunday. My pretty dove. My lovely dove. [ he squeezes him tightly when he's taken in an embrace. ] Don't leave me, please, ...I don't want to end up back in the ground, alone, ... [ and reminded of that cold, unfeeling loneliness. ]

[regulate]

I will not leave you, but I do want to take care of your wounds if you will not get any magical healing. I should at least have some first aid supplies back in the apartment.

[ He shifts Kaveh's arm around his own shoulders and wraps an arm around his waist in return, letting Kaveh lean on him while Sunday leads him to the apartment building. ]

Do not focus on anything but my voice for now and the scenery in front of you if that is not also compromised.

[noarchitact]

...good, and I don't think I need much. I just, I think there are things. Metal and, and glass... pieces of them sticking out of my skin. I tried ripping them out while I was stuck in the coffin, but they... they wouldn't budge... [ he nods against sunday. ] Alright. I, I can manage that.

[regulate]

I will get them out for you please do not worry.

[ He helps Kaveh inside and up the stairs so he can go into Sunday's apartment. Sunday then leads him to his bed, nudging him to sit on the edge while he grabs a bowl of water, a clean cloth, some bandages, and a sterilized pair of tweezers. ]

I do wonder if my powers can override the effects of the game so you can see me once more. Would you like to try after I remove all the shrapnel?

[noarchitact]

[ he follows him into his apartment and takes a seat on the bed, slouching forward and covering his face with his hands as he tries to avoid sobbing once again. ] I don't know. Probably not, but it's worth a shot. It's not like it could hurt to try... do whatever you can, Sunday. I trust you. [ he reaches for him when he's close enough. ]