FINALE

[whimsicalism]

End of the Tale

It's... over. Mostly, anyway. A decision has reluctantly been made by the group about the doll that started this mess and it seems that, perhaps, it's time to at least get a grip on what's going to come next. Not just for you but for everyone here. Nanami has cleared the way to the Academy and the Little Brothers are there to lend hands if needed against any stray monsters.

Take a deep breath of sea air. It's been a stressful seven weeks but maybe you'll be able to put all this behind you for good soon. It might take days, weeks, months, or even years yet... It's a small comfort but when the night comes it's a moonless night.

It seems the game of the Kaguya Doll is truly over for good.

OOC

Thank you for your participation in Round 2, everyone! This is your golden ending log. You may celebrate, cry, mock Kakuya or Father. Father is still in his cube and the sheep aren't exactly happy with him and will bring him up for you to throw water at. This is a post purely for Round 2. Tomorrow at 12 PST/3 EST we will be posting a reunion post for R1, R2, and castmates either played by other players in this game or NPCed by them. We hope you've enjoyed this round as much as we have.

Comments

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Yeah, the...one in the bathroom? With the handle to make the water go down the drain?

[i'm so not sorry]

I never actually tried it, it was pretty much ruined from all the time being brainwashed.

[violence_ensues]

[Adorabat makes a face halfway in between disgust and horror.]

YOU DRINK FROM THE TOILET!? People poop and pee in there, gross! Really, really gross!

1/?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Wha-no, I-

2/?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[wait

when Mr. Fuzzy was in the house, the place he marked his territory in was...and it was like...without a second thought...]

3/?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[!!!]

4/?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[!?!]

5/?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[?!?]

6/6, CW: Emeto. Just...a lot of it...

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Just. Running to the shower and absolutely vomiting. He is...so not okay.]

Th-that's dis-[HURK]-that's disgusting! Why would-why would anyone-[URP]

[Yeah, forget the rest of this conversation, he is. Having a fucking time.]

[violence_ensues]

[Now it's Adorabat's time to be grumpy as she sighs.]

That's what toilets are for. The toilets lead to the sewers! What else would you use to go?

[Meanwhile, Simon Norwell is just on the floor laughing hysterically.]

CW: Bathroom talk for a good portion of this thread, probably

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[Fire hy-]

Lamp posts!

[Oh, I'll shut up then.]

That's what dogs do We go outside! Not inside, and not in-

[Gagging, but not tossing cookies again, at least!]

CW: Bathroom Talk

[violence_ensues]

[Adorabat throws her wings up.]

Well, everyone I know always uses a toilet! Mao Mao and Badgerclops and even me! And King Snugglemagne! And even my dad!

CW: Bathroom talk

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Well every dog I know goes outside for that and has never once talked about using those things like that!

[he wants to die...................again............................]

CW: Bathroom talk

[violence_ensues]

Now you know never to drink out of toilets ever again! This is why you use normal bowls of water to drink from!

CW: Bathroom talk

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Yeah...okay...

[Not even going to argue it. This is just...all so much...and now he just wants to go home and tear out the one in their bathroom...]

I'm gonna brush my teeth for an hour when I get home...

CW: Bathroom talk

[violence_ensues]

Yeah, ummmm... You really should do that.

[Even Adorabat would brush her teeth after drinking toilet water.]

...So do you want me to get the stuff at the memorial wall for you?

CW: Back to emeto

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Yes please.

[He might be better off. Staying here right now. Don't know when he'll retch again. Don't need anyone else seeing him puke.]

CW: Bathroom talk

[violence_ensues]

Roger!

[And Adorabat flies off in order to gather the stuff.]

...

You know, as hilarious as that was, I actually feel kinda sorry for you, mutt. Aaaah... but it's not really like you knew. Better you learn now then later.

CW: Bathroom talk

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[He can't even muster any annoyance at Simon, still just in shock.]

Hadn't even done it for months...even before here...Mr. Fuzzy used the one at home...haven't drunk from it since...

[...hard to tell if that's not just mad ramblings, at this point...]

[violence_ensues]

[Simon Norwell is silent for a moment before sighing and crossing his bunny arms.]

Adorabat's told me she doesn't have very many friends back at Pure Heart Valley. Only Mao Mao and Badgerclops, none of the people at school. ...I guess I can accept you as one of her friends.

...Maybe. Don't push your luck.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Understood. Won't push.

[The first response, before a moment more of thinking.]

I get scared sometimes. But I'm trying.

I trust her. I trust those two.

I think...I think she'll be a good hero, someday.

[violence_ensues]

...Yeah... Yeah, she will. But she also doesn't need people to constantly tell her she's too aggressive or scary, like most everyone in Pure Heart Valley does. Even if she's popular, a lot of people get upset with her, she doesn't need that. She just needs others to support her. Like her co-workers. And her father. Got it?

And I'm just making sure no buttfaces upset her, is all.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

I...I won't do that. Tell her she's too scary. I'll support her.

[He tries to stand a little taller when saying this.]

That's...that's what a good big brother would do, after all.

[And he will always be a good big brother.]

1/2

[violence_ensues]

[Simon Norwell pokes his head into the bathroom, grinning.]

Then thanks for this... Dylan.

2/2

[violence_ensues]

[It's at this time Adorabat returns.]

BIG BRO, I GOT EVERYTHING!

[Simon jumps a little and forces on a grumpy face as Adorabat takes out a skateboard, glass helmet, and two black bunnies, setting them on the floor.]

T- Took you long enough, I could barely s- stand this m- mutt any longer.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[He can't help but snort a little at Simon's flip-flopping of attitudes.]

Yeah, yeah, Simon.

[That's the most he'll say, though, instead focusing on Adorabat and his things, and...]

How do you hold things like that, anyway?

[He usually had to wear the school jacket just to carry stuff around. Curse his canine lack of pockets!]