Endgame || Apocalypse

[melodiesmods]

Characters: Anyone
Where: Pandaemonium
When: March 05th
Summary: The first phase of endgame begins! The Heroes of Light are on their way to deal with Garland as they’ve left their unfinished businesses in the hands of their friends amongst the NPCs. How will it end? The mingle threads shall not be modded, only The Guardian will be modded. Please do not start individual threads for The Guardian, reply in a single thread. Starting from now on, the game is officially in endgame. Please do not post any new posts on Mognet or in the Log Community, unless they’re backdated to before this event. The second phase of endgame will be posted once The Killer Of World thread will have been unlocked and completed.
Warning: ̩̼͋ͬͅ.̷̳̗ͦͣ͐ͭͣͬ̈́ ̤̙ͫ̉.̨̯͖̗͓̥̭̣̂̄ͣ̏ͯͫ ̶̼̻̳ͫͧͥ̆.̭͎ͮ͂ ̳̤͓̖̫͌ͪͥ̄͗̐̌.͚͍̀ ͈̻̠̥̜ͦͦ̆ͨ͋.̼̹̹̠̟͚͎ ͙͇̲̘͖̉̌̒͂̈ͮ.͇͙͑̍̽ ̪̭̹̤͓̯̜ͦͣ̒̾͆͗ͦ͟.̝̯̲͗͊̽ ̛̙͌̈ͤ̚.̪̮̰̘͚̏ͦͤ ̲̼̺͓̣̝̐.͗ͨ͜ ̧́̑̄ͥ.ͬ͊̋ͣ ̝̠͍̭̯̽.́ ̊̽̈.̡̥̖̣͓̬̠̰͗͑͂ ͍̭̩̝̉͊̑̃̓ͤ̇.͆̔̀̈́̐̋ ͇̬̤̲͉̜͙̓̍ͦͯͤͥ̔.̯̻̺͔̰̞̙͋͡ ̻̼̣̮͖̮̋ͬ.̖̝̞ ͕̦̙̞̹̲̖̓̃.̌ͯͯ͟ ̺̘̪͊̊.̲͖ ̧̼̙̋ͦͧ̂́̑͑.̷̼̬̭͔͙̹̫ͦͧ̔̄͐̏ͫ ̱͎ͥͥ̈͝.̲̣͖̪͓̯ͩ̓̈̿ͧ̅́ ̪͈͚̺̦̝͎̒ͦ̇̚.̂̆ͯͦͩ̃̀̀ ̬͕̼̆.͎̃́͐̄͒̑ͪͅ ̠̳͎ͬ.̛̭͓͗͌ͪ ̴͉̱͉̘̯̟̔͐.̫̣̥̔͑͛́ ̝̭̤̜͖͎̙̈ͪ̿̓ͯ͂̚.̟̲̥̥͈̭̳̈̋ͥͦ ͔̩̈͋͐͗̚.͓̝̼͍̈ͧ͊ͅ ̥ͥ.̷̬͍͙ͥ̓͋ͅ ̪̯̠ͨ́̂.̱̙̘̫̰͕͈̎̓̊ ̧̻̃̎.̬̇̄ ̘̣̺̼ͯ͋̀.̯ͬ ̆͗͆̆̋͝.̴̞͖̫́ͬ͌̉̍̿ ̪̹̥͙̑ͅ.̵̻̮͓̉̃ͯ͑̊̈́̚ ͚̽̒̚͘.͇̮͇̻͍͈̠͂̓ͣ̀͡ ̩̠̖̋.̺͎͈̦̺̈́ͮͬ͌̋ͧͩ ̳̠͕͙̎ͩ͜.̛̆ͥ̒͑ ̘̠͓͚̱͗͜ͅ.̢̠̠̥͍̬̂̊͋͊̂̄̐ ̦͛.̰͚̫̱͙̩̅̓ ̲̜͌̒ͭ͑͠.̠̆̈̏͆̉ ̰̹̳̻̥̮̬ͨ̍̐̆͗ͫ͜.͕̥͔̳ͩ͞ ̣͓̥̑̍͊̽̄̀.̳̘̭ͭ̔̎̍͜ ̟̞̯̏.̙̯̦̞̱̘ͬ͐ͩ ̯̠̣͉̪̅̅ͣ́ͅ.̡͗̍̿͊͐͊ ̲̙́̽̽́.̝̟͇͈͚̿͝ ̑͜

Mingle Thread
The Guardian
The Killer Of Worlds

Comments

[rialynn]

"Hey," she chided him with a grin. "Don't sell your own efforts short. It's not a matter of what does more good, it's just a matter of doing good in the first place. You're fine."

She cleared her throat, trying to settle back into the right frame of mind for reverence. After a few seconds, though, she glanced back over at him again.

"...But if you're really worried about it, you could practice your singing voice and join in. It can't hurt, right?"

[zodiac_brave]

Ramza shook his head. "I...um...I doubt my voice would honor them properly. Better to leave it to the professionals."

He scratched his chin. "You are right. We each have our own talents. Doing what we know how do is better than trying to mimic someone else's way. I will pray, you can compose, and we can both know we have done what we could for the Herans."

Hope this is okay!

[forcegalactic]

Mordecai had the thought to walk over the Ramza and watch him pray in silence. Or bother him and ask what he was thinking, but he had known the younger man long enough that his heart went out to the Herans that didn't make it out, but that didn't stop the urge to begin a conversation.

He was only held back by Rialynn catching up to him first. No word on the progress of their potential relationship had come up, but judging by how shy they acted (not saying that's how they usually acted around others), something had to be going on.

...They were still talking.

...Weren't they going to hold hands by now?

...He hoped that was a blush.

Dangit, this wasn't going to go anywhere! He stepped into their view with the full intent of seeing things through.

"I was wonderin' where you got off to, Ramza! And look, what a coin-ki-dink!" He turned to Rialynn with that horrid pronunciation of 'coincidence'. "Two young folks I wanted to check up on! You both got everythin' ready? Potions, elixirs, gear? Hungry?"

Fine by me!

[zodiac_brave]

Ramza looked up, the solemn atmosphere broken by Barkeep's exuberant greeting. The older man was a reminder that some things that were lost could be regained. He looked to Rialynn, gave a barely perceptible shrug, and stood. There would be time for quiet contemplation later probably.

"I am prepared. This is not our first battle." He paused. They had what they needed, but... "Why? Did you bring snacks?"

The end of the world was no cause to turn down Barkeep's cooking. Garland would feel much harder to face on an empty stomach.

[rialynn]

Her grin widened at his response, and despite the seriousness of their situation, she couldn't help a small quiet chuckle as she turned forward again. "I'd like to hear your song someday, professional or not." It felt...nice...just to be next to him. His presence soothed her in a way that few could.

She listened to his words and closed her eyes, bowing her head. Her prayer was a silent one, trusting more in her emotions than her words to convey her hopes and pleas to whoever (or whatever) might be watching over them. To guide their weapons, to shield them from harm, to see this world healed of its scars.

It didn't take long. Her lashes parted, and she braced her hands against her thighs to push herself up to her feet. She didn't ask Ramza if he was finished, waiting patiently. When he was done, he'd rise. No need to rush him through something that was clearly important to his peace of mind.

[zodiac_brave]

((ooc: Do we want to continue this here, or do you want to continue on with Barkeep showing up in the comment above?))