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]

Maybe-maybe just open with sorry, or-wait, no!

[And he's following!]

Please-can we just talk Emma?!

[He's not expecting a response, but he's hoping for her to at least turn around.]

[temmapathy]

[Well, she can't hear him, and she's upset enough that she's not even bothering to look back right now. He'll probably have to overtake her if he wants her to notice him.]

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Emma-Emma!

[Well, if that's what it takes, that's what he'll do. He'll speed up for a moment, going right past Emma before turning and stopping right in front of her, raising his head enough that she should be able to read his lips.]

Please-can we just talk for five minutes?!

[temmapathy]

[Well, that does get her to stop. She looks like she's about to turn away again, but finally she starts signing.]

What did you want to say?

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[And the problem-what did he want to say? 'Sorry for being angry at the doll that got us to kill each other?' 'Sorry I snapped over the fact that she thought of us more as toys than beings with feelings?' 'Sorry I wasn't on board with the doll that brought about so much suffering getting off so easy punishment wise?'

He can't say any of that. Because none of it was true. Dylan would always hate Kakuya, no matter what. Dylan had a right to be upset that he-all of them-were seen as objects for Kakuya's amusement. And Dylan would've said anything if it meant keeping Kakuya from having such...minimal consequences.

But...there's at least one thing that might sound right.]

I...I'm sorry, for how I acted. I...it wasn't right, clearly. And I just...I wasn't in the best mindset, at the time.

[Then, a little quieter and with his head turned slightly to the side.]

I think...neither of us were, really...

[temmapathy]

[Emma understands, actually, what it's like to hate Kakuya as a person. She hated Kakuya for a while, too, when she first revealed herself. She never once objected to anyone else's hatred of her, just like Yasu never did. All she objected to was the dehumanization, the refusal to treat her with the basic dignity everyone deserves. She just wanted an ending where no one else would be hurt.]

It's fine. I guess I understand why that would be the case. I still don't fully know what it was like on that other side.

[And that would be that, until he turns his head and starts whispering. She waves, trying to get him to look at her.]

Hey, I can't understand what you're saying unless you look at me.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

That...exactly it. Thank you.

[She didn't go through dying. She didn't know that side of the story, and she's acknowledging it.

Just like that, Dylan feels like there's a little less tension in his body.

...oh, right, she could probably tell that was something, huh-]

I-it's nothing, really. Just...thinking out loud, I guess.

[temmapathy]

[She could pry more about it. It seems pretty likely it's something he didn't want her to know. But would it really help, or just cause more pain?

She's had enough of pain.]

It's fine.

[A pause.] That was your helmet, right? It looked like it was your size.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

[...seven out of seven humans he thinks of as friends may break his heart...but at least most know when a mistake is made.

A nod.]

Yeah. I got it a bit more recently-I wanna say...around six months ago?

Er, around six months ago...before all of this.

[Just. Waving a paw, gesturing to the whole school. Dog, is he another year older now? How does time work in Closetland...]

[temmapathy]

Well, I'm glad you could get it back. I was just doing some last-minute checking anyways to see what I got that belonged to other people... [She thinks she still has Rosa's home movie DVD actually. Should probably give that back too.]