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Entry tags:
- blue exorcist: yukio okumura,
- coco: héctor rivera,
- critical role: mollymauk tealeaf,
- critical role: yasha nydoorin,
- final fantasy xiv: castor westmoore,
- final fantasy xv: ardyn izunia,
- mass effect: legion,
- npc: the historian,
- red vs. blue: leonard church (alpha),
- tales of vesperia: alexei dinoia,
- the adventure zone: kravitz,
- voltron: keith kogane,
- ✖ good omens: crowley
[ENSŌ] - THE TEMPEST NEVER DIES
Who: Everyone!
What: The final player enters the field
When: April 30th and onward
Where: On the coast of Ensō
Warnings: Nothing of note!
For the past several months, you've seen it on the horizon. A dark shape, at first, like a distant landmass getting closer and closer. It's continued to draw close, until it becomes apparent that for all it might look like a fragmented chunk of land, overgrown with moss and decaying vegetation, it is far from it.
It's a living being.
And by April 30th, it will have made landfall. A rush of seawater surges up over the beaches of Ensō as the beast settles along the northwestern shore, hulking and massive and rivaling even the great dragon Ahidalgo in sheer size.
When they nestle down against the edge of Ensō, they will lift their heavy head, rocky and streaming water, and open a set of six small, glowing eyes.
At least until they speak aloud.
"SO. THIS IS WHAT YOUR HISTORY HAS WROUGHT."
They're not going away anytime soon, either. It's only a matter of time before the other two gods in the area realize what's happening and reach out.
If you want answers, better talk to them now.
What: The final player enters the field
When: April 30th and onward
Where: On the coast of Ensō
Warnings: Nothing of note!
For the past several months, you've seen it on the horizon. A dark shape, at first, like a distant landmass getting closer and closer. It's continued to draw close, until it becomes apparent that for all it might look like a fragmented chunk of land, overgrown with moss and decaying vegetation, it is far from it.
It's a living being.
And by April 30th, it will have made landfall. A rush of seawater surges up over the beaches of Ensō as the beast settles along the northwestern shore, hulking and massive and rivaling even the great dragon Ahidalgo in sheer size.
When they nestle down against the edge of Ensō, they will lift their heavy head, rocky and streaming water, and open a set of six small, glowing eyes.
At least until they speak aloud.
They're not going away anytime soon, either. It's only a matter of time before the other two gods in the area realize what's happening and reach out.
If you want answers, better talk to them now.
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Can these memories be regained?
(They headtilt.)
How will you ensure cessation of the loop?
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AS I SAID, BY ENDING THIS WORLD FOR GOOD. THERE CAN BE NO RECURRENCES WITH NO WORLD TO CONTAIN THEM.
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NOT CASTING US ALL BACK INTO A SELFISH, PERPETUAL LOOP.
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I HAVE HAD AN UNTOLD AGE TO DWELL ON POINTLESS POSSIBILITIES.
NONE OF THEM WILL ACHIEVE WHAT MUST BE DONE.
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If you are unwilling to diverge from your current path, further discussion is unlikely to be of benefit.
(Perhaps they might be able to satisfy curiosity about some things, but that is all.
They know this entities goals: they can either join them or oppose them. Given the disregard for others, and the lack of interest in alternative solutions, it seems likely they will be in opposition.)
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It is a pity, they think, that they do not have sufficient fingers for human sign language. There is a sign that they believe would be appropriate.
For now though, they will simply turn and leave.)
Goodbye.