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

[sullenstallion]

[Holy shit, he's in love with a princess. He covers his face with his hand, doing that thing where he covers up a blush that will never come. His tail starts to flick as he tries to process this.

He lowers his hand and looks at Midna before opening his mouth. He shuts it. He opens it again, but still no words come out, so he shakes his head uselessly. He finally gets it right on the third try.]

That...that explains a lot about your personality.

[A funny joke, right? About how she's demanding and always right and never does anything for herself, except then Dylas opens his mouth to remind her of how he sees her.]

You're always so firm and you really think things through, even if you don't like to show your emotions...and you're...uh. In your other body, I mean. Really. Beaut...regal.

[Crap.]

It all makes sense now.

[fusedshadows]

( ready to point out his hoof was in his mouth again, midna was stilled by the follow-up. the hands on her hips crossed over her chest as her grin softened into more of a smile. flattery, apparently, did get you somewhere.

she certainly doesn't miss that falter in his words, either. )

It hardly means much anyway, at least while the usurper still sits the throne... ( she pauses, feeling strangely thoughtful. perhaps it was because of the nature of their being here, in padaemonium... where the final fight may come for them. ) I— wanted you to know. ( after all, he'd shared details about his past too. )

After all this happens, if there really is a way to return to the Realm of Twilight then I... you should know what awaits you.

( if you said what you meant that day. If you'll have me, I'll...never leave you. )

[sullenstallion]

[Maybe he's lucky and she missed that falter in his words. She didn't mention it, so he thinks maybe he's in the clear.

His tail lowers, sweeping so low it almost kicks up dust. He's thinking this through. Well, the first part is obvious enough.]

He doesn't have much time left on that throne. You, I, and that Link guy are going to take care of him. I might even eat him afterward if you ask nicely.

[#JustTwilightHumor

But he hums. She wanted him to know. His arms crossed, he nods.]

I'm glad you told me. And I meant everything I said. I'm not taking it back.

[Wait.

...if she's going to take the throne, then...]

H-holy crap, are you telling me I'm a princess?!

[He's so distraught he can't keep his royal titles straight today, alright?]

[fusedshadows]

( this time she's prepared. or at least, the stupidity doesn't seem to phase her. there's a glint in her eye as she lowers her gaze just slightly, hovering back towards him again and leaning her weight on his shoulder.
his words embolden her, and she props the one elbow against him, letting the other hand just gently graze the fur of his chest, stating oh-so-matter-of-factly— ) You really would make the worst princess.

( here's the appropriate smile to back up her statement, too. actually, she quite likes the mental image of him devouring zant if she's honest. maybe with a side of the evil king while they're at it... ) No, I think a consort would suit you much better. I may just make you one, once we take back that throne.

( there's a certain coyness as she adds... ) If you ask nicely.

[sullenstallion]

I'd make a horrible princess. I don't have the, uh...obvious requirements. Plus, I'd be terrible at it. I'm no good for something like that.

[It's a miracle that Midna likes him. He can't imagine that subjects would like him a lot. He fidgets a little, still flustered when Midna gets so close to him in a form he can't really touch back (aside from throwing her like a football, which would probably be frowned upon?).

But it does sound nice, when he thinks about it, except.]

Are you going to make me beg, too? [He'd probably enjoy it.] I guess it'd be an honor if it was your decision.