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[majorarc]

Who: THE WORLD AND YOU
Where: The Whole Island
What: The Final Battle



Within this post, you are going to go into the final battle with The Unknown. The minions are strong and you will have a hard time with them given that they feed off of fear. However, you have all of your powers and items at your disposal, so best of luck to you, Denizens!!

We will be watching the comments to see if we can tag randomly, but remember, it will be RANDOM from the minions, just to keep the threads going! All of this will go on until July 29

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[solitarynuvola]

[ Hibari had been, for lack of a better description, delighted when he'd regained his things. Not that he showed it openly, of course - the most he'd show was a pleased smirk - but it was pretty obvious to those who knew him better. Really, it was just the icing on the cake when he could finally take out his frustration on the minions at this final battle.

There was no fear in him as he practically mowed his way through the enemies - only glee as he systematically destroyed every single thing that came his way, taking down large swathes with both his tonfa and his hedgehogs.

Finally, something entertaining to do. ]

GOODBYE THREAD.

[majorarc]

[ The Fight continues as the World lessens her strength. It’s a brief moment of silence before the Unknown kills her in the same way that he killed The Fool, laughing maniacally. It doesn’t last long as everything is engulfed in a white light suddenly, causing you to fall asleep.

Once you wake up, you notice you are in a strange place. It’s almost like a long hall, white in color. There is a voice that speaks to you now, gentle and innocent.

I thank you for all you have done. You have braved the Unknown, encountered you fears and succeeded. The only thing left for you to do is to go home...Unfortunately, you will not recall the events that happened here. I will give you a chance to say goodbye to the friends you have made.

There’s a pause before the voice starts again.

Please, continue to believe. Continue to hope and imagine. That is the only way to keep this place alive. Do not be afraid of the Unknown; embrace it and learn how to create something new from it.

With that, the voice is gone and you are officially able to move.

Good luck denizens.

And thank you. ]

[answerer_sword]

[It is a relief, after all of this fighting, to realize that it is all over and she will be able to go back home. But knowing she will have to leave the people she met here, and that she will never remember them, makes her feel awfully sad.]

[Among those she would be leaving is Avenger. Had this been a month prior, she undoubtedly would have missed him, and regretted parting from him and this world essentially sending him back to die. However, given his behavior the last couple of days, she is still somewhat bitter and annoyed at him.]

[As a result, she stands against the walls of the hall, not saying anything or making motions to bid goodbye to anybody.]

[destructiveprinciples]

[ The fighting had been sort of mindlessly fun, even if Bazett had given him the cold shoulder through the majority of it. But it's over now. It's over, and quite frankly he's not too saddened about it. Vacations aren't supposed to last very long anyway, even vacations in island prisons.

So when they all wind up in the white hall and the voice finishes speaking, he heads right to where she's standing, obvious frustrations with him or no. If he has to tuck his tail in between his legs and beg on his knees to make her forgive him, Avenger silently resigns himself to doing just that.

He's not leaving here with regrets, whether he'll immediately forget them or not.

Avenger opens the conversation with; ]

Your face is even more unattractively sour than normal, boss.

[answerer_sword]

[She glares at him.]

You know the reason for that.

[Then, under her breath, she adds.]

Yours is even more annoying than normal.

[As well as a little too cheerful for a man doomed to die.]

[destructiveprinciples]

Sad to be leaving, right?

[ He deliberately misinterprets her words regarding the source of her annoyance. Also, HE HEARD THAT THAT LAST BIT. ]

What, are you gonna slap me because it's annoying you? [ Avenger returns her glare with a cheeky look, stalling for a little more time. ]

[gordianknots]

[--It occurs to Waver if there is anyone that doesn't just deserve an actual said good bye, but also the most sincere thanks in the world, it is probably Bazett. And so to that end, he does walk over from where he's decided to avoid everyone, and clears his throat politely.]

Bazett?

[answerer_sword]

[She turns in the direction of the voice.]

...Sir? Is there anything you need?

[She is just slightly tense around him, since the memory of him as an Alter is so fresh in her mind.]

[gordianknots]

--I wanted to confirm your supervisors and faction at Clock Tower. On the off chance I recall any of this, I'd like to have a better relationship with the you that happens to exist where I am.

[Waver's tension mirror's Bazetts precisely, despite the attempt to keep the conversation away from that topic.

Hell, who is he kidding. He takes a beat, and then adds:]

And thank you.

[entreats]

[ Saying goodbye, huh.. well, she's had a few people she probably grew a little close to, but in the end she's just relieved to finally go home as well. Ange's been stuck in this place for too long, she's grown far too cynical because of it too - it hasn't really had the best influence on her, so much that despite disliking her own world as well she's still glad to be going back there instead.

Besides, the person most important to her will come with her either way.

Ange just lets out an airy sigh, as if everything that just happened was nothing at all. ]

About time..

[hyahahacool]

[amakusa has never been one to say goodbyes, he prefers to get out of there before he would have to exchange such words.

...however, not like he would have to say goodbye here to ange, she belonged in his world with him after all, so there was no worry there that they wouldn't see each other again.

he walked up beside her, arms crossed, and that typical smirk plagued his expression.]

Impatient as always lady.

[entreats]

[ At least that's a voice she'd recognize anywhere. She doesn't even have to look to know exactly just who it belongs to, who just stepped up towards her, instead she just keeps staring ahead. ]

We've been stuck here for over half a year. I think I'm allowed to call that a long time. [ And a lot has changed in that time, either way. Ange's not sure whether it's all been for the better or the worse, but.. at least she's in a way strangely glad to have Amakusa by her side. Even if she wouldn't admit it as easily out loud. ]

.. Besides, I thought you were the one who hated being in one place for too long.

[femininetomboy]

[ It's a strange feeling to look at Ange now, knowing to never be able to see her again. To forget her even. That was maybe the saddest thing. They'd been prepared to part ways by the end of this - waiting for it, anticipating a return to their own worlds. But that they would forget... There had been suspicions, but Madoka had hoped they weren't true.

For a moment she couldn't really say anything, she just stood there, awkwardly fidgeting with her fingers. ]

It's... goodbye then, huh? I'm... looking forward to meeting my old friends again, but it's weird... Now that we can go, I don't feel like I want to leave just yet.

[entreats]

[ Here's one goodbye Ange wasn't looking forward to. There wasn't much to say goodbye to, but Madoka was one of the things she would have to leave behind and she actually doesn't like it. The girl's been so kind to her all this time, after all, even when she said weird things or downright cruel things about even killing people in the end when she got desperate.. it's almost hard to believe.

It hurts more than just a little bit. ]

.. It's okay. [ So she just forces herself to be strong for one more moment. ] You're going to forget either way, Madoka-chan. You won't remember any of this, so.. there won't be anything to miss either, huh?

[deceases]

[ Won't remember. The words echo through his head a few times. He won't remember anything that happened here, anything he learned.. sure, normally he wouldn't complain too much, aside from a few certain things (or maybe one specific thing) he doesn't really care about what happened here. But erasing his memories like that just feels.. wrong. It's why he can't help but frown and stare at the "ceiling" of the long hall, as if he's trying to defy the voice even now. ]

The nerve to make a corny speech like that and then just claim they're going to erase our memories without giving us a choice.. [ He's a little grumpy, sticking his hands into his pockets and hmphing to himself, standing a bit away from most other people. ]

[anotherchopsuey]

[ So this is the end, huh? Not gonna lie, he wishes he could keep in touch with certain people he met over here, some of them live in totally different dimensions, thus a chance he'll meet them again is less than zero. But at least he's himself now.

After few goodbyes, Sakakibara spotted a guy, standing away from the crowd. He came up to him. ]

Well, everything they did here was without giving us a choice, without even asking about our opinion.

[deceases]

[ .. Ah, right. This guy. From Akazawa's world, he remembers her telling that.. or a faint moment he can't help but feel some strange sort of jealousy. He's going to completely forget about the girl and go back to a world where he just feels bored and bitter, alone and hateful. Heck, he'll probably just die one way or another dealing with the Shiki, but this guy's going to end up being able to stick with her. ]

.. Yeah, should've known better. [ He shrugs as if he's just disinterested like usually, but then he takes a step closer to the guy, lowering his voice as if he doesn't want anyone else to hear. ] .. Also.. if you don't take care of her, I'm going to find you and make you pay for it, no matter that there's different worlds. [ He doesn't have to mention who "her" is, right.. ]

[extrafancy]

[.....it's such a joke.

to akazawa, she was someone that was so overly headstrong, she saw her destination and she wouldn't stop until she reached it, and she didn't care if she had to step on a few people to reach that point.

...however...

she had spotted him and she felt her heart stop in her throat, and it was so hard to swallow that lump now. as she made her way over to him she steeled herself, refusing to give in to all this. she wasn't scared, she kept telling herself that.

...it wasn't scary. to forget, to lose him. no, she refused.]

Yuuki-kun. [she started, and she forced her voice to remain firm.] As usual you're not conversing with anyone else.

[deceases]

[ Honestly, he had been avoiding her a little. If not just by standing away from everyone else and not talking to everyone, going back more to his usual disinterested kind of way of being. Don't get involved with anyone and you don't get hurt, but he's broken that rule to himself twice now. First Tohru and then he died.. and now this girl. And he's going to completely forget about her. He'll be stuck in Sotoba and dealing with the Shiki again and not thinking of anything else, not even thinking of her. ]

Like you'd expect anything different of me. I don't have anything to tell people. [ He's doing the same as her, really, just keeping himself strong, keeping himself as usually, like he really doesn't care about anything. Isn't that easier? If he's going to get all sappy and attached again, all of this is only going to hurt more until he forgets.

But...

.. He shouldn't do things that he'll regret. But somehow it's like being distant from her exactly at this moment is what he'll regret the most.

In a moment Natsuno reaches out with an arm, wrapping it around her and pulling her closer before letting his other arm do the same. ]

.. Well, maybe one thing. [ His voice is lower and softer as he says it, a near whisper against her hair. ]

[gordianknots]

[Waver finds a space along the corridor and leans against the wall. The entire notion that this will be over in just a few more minutes is a relief. As is that certain aspects of the whole experience will be gone. The lack of free will. Avenger. All the changes.

But information? Other people? That's something different, Food for thought, at the very least.

He takes a long sigh, and reaches into his coat pocket. His cigar case is still there, and if there's been a better time to take a post-battle cigar out and try and sort through emotions, he hasn't heard of it. So he lights up, making sure to send the smoke down wind of everyone else.]

[femininetomboy]

[ Madoka walks over and smiles at him, within relief and melancholy. Going home is a good thing, forgetting everyone is not. To think that all the efforts they put into going home -together- would basically be lost... ]

I didn't think we'd actually make it... It's surreal that we'll go home in a while. But I think, now that we're here, I'm glad I've been here. Even if it won't be a memory.

[gordianknots]

--It's more unfortunate that the memory likely won't linger. One presumably has learned quite a bit from experiences here. Or so I'd hope.

[femininetomboy]

[ The World is dead... The friendly warm woman who had helped them so many times, now made a final sacrifice. Madoka had wished that they could get out while saving every single one, but in the end it wasn't possible. For a while, Madoka's thoughts linger on the World, then they finally jump to the matter at hand.

There's immense relief, knowing it's over... No more suffering, no more useless struggling, no more of their attempts thrown back. Home. She'd be able to see them again, her friends, her shop, her city. It was a good feeling, full of hope.

Still, Madoka couldn't bring herself to be quite happy about it. 'You will not recall the events that happened here'. It rings through her mind horribly.

She's met people she doesn't want to forget, never, never, never.

There's G, who's been like a father to her. Maybe he was the one worst to forget... When he had left this place he went back to nothing but his own death. If anything, Madoka wanted to preserve his memory. He's been good to her, despite all the difficulty in his life. Even when for him it was painful, he'd been patting her head. She wished she could have said proper good-bye to him.

There's Spade, the man who wouldn't find forgiveness. Madoka remembered him as someone kind nevertheless. In the worst moments of despair it had been his voice calling out to her, pulling her back into a warmer reality.

Lampo and Ugetsu as well... Madoka realized she missed them, still. Every other silent moment she wondered if their souls rested in peace. When she'd been torn away from all she'd ever known, they'd been her family.
Missing them was a distant ache she didn't want to let go off.

There was Domon and France, supporters in every moment. Made her stronger, more confident. She hoped they were happy in their own worlds, having long vanished from Arcanarum. The same went for Minato, who'd been her partner in analyzing...

... speaking of analyzing, she'd need to find Waver. They'd never been quite friends, she figured, but after they'd worried about an escape so many times again and again, she wanted to see him in the moment of the end. It had been a support to her, sharing all her ideas and thoughts with someone equally worried, even if they all ended up unused.

There was Amakusa-san... Madoka smiled sadly, realizing she hadn't been able to ever try Beyblading with him in the end. Now that she went home she wouldn't have to miss beys again, but nevertheless she'd have loved to see him try. Doubtlessly he had to carry a lot in his life as well, but whenever they talked he'd been able to brighten her day. Insufferably boy-ish, but a ray of light whenever. She'd go back to a lot of smiling boys, but she wished she'd be able to remember his laughter as well.

And Kouichi... Madoka wished she'd be able to take him with her, almost. Like a brother, he'd gotten deeply into her heart with ease. Whether it was in good or bad times, he'd been at her side, made her feel safe. Her heart hurt, thinking she'd never meet him again made her heart grow heavy. There was a lot she had wanted to know, a lot she had wanted to do with him. It would be nice had they met in another place, somewhere where goodbye was never unavoidable and the time wasn't clouded over by deep worry.

And there was Ange... Had Madoka not already felt like crying before, the thought of her surely made her. They'd come a long way, she felt. She took pride in feeling that maybe the older girl had opened up to her a bit. For Madoka she'd been a consolation at all times. When she was unable to stay fearless, Ange had been her protection. Somewhere else, they might have never ended up friends, but here and now she was the closest person to Madoka. Madoka remembered they had even joked about staying in contact after all this was over... It was such a let-down to know it would be an impossibility.

It was weird... She should be all happy, but Madoka felt herself shaking a bit. That was over half a year of her life that would just vanish in a while... It was months and months and months of precious memories. Painful memories, fearful memories were among them, but they were precious all-the-same ]

I don't want to forget any of it... That's... way too lonely.

[hyahahacool]

Madoka-chan?

[he saw her standing off to the side like that, and she seemed to be overly upset about all of this. amakusa on the other hand, had that typical smile on his face. while he was excited to leave this place, to find another place to go and stay for a bit before leaving again, he was a little sad to leave and even forget about everyone.

that's right, such a strange thing had occurred, amakusa was being sentimental, and he was never one to get like that.]

Are you alright?

[femininetomboy]

[ It's weird to see his smile now, but on the other hand she wouldn't have wanted it another way. She'd say that this was how she wanted to keep him in memory, but memory wouldn't matter a while from now. ]

I'm fine... [ Her nod wasn't so enthusiastic though. ] I'm just thinking that I really don't want to forget all of you...