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POST-GAME IRL PARTY LOG
Who: All the living players
What: Reunion party
When: Post-game
Where: ?
Warnings: none for now
[ It has been several months since the incident. Recovering from your body being in disuse for around two months must have been hefty, as well as your other commitments as well. Hopefully, everyone has recovered to an extent, because no matter where you are, the living players will receive the following in their mailbox: an invitation to a reunion party at a location near the beach between the ex-beta testers of Fragment, a bank card, and a 4-digit pin to said card from "Oriade". The invitation card will mention the following:
Being rich has its benefits, surely. When the plane lands with their luggage and all (if you brought any. please bring some), they'll be taken to a house that doesn't seem like much, but once they walk inside, it is actually very big! There are numerous rooms inside the house. The kitchen is stocked with everything you can think of with some dude(?) preparing all the food (he's the chef. don't worry about him). There is sure to be loads of different kinds of food that can cater to everyone's tastes. Yes, there is alcohol. Get some free rich ass liquor. No, you cannot smuggle any. That dude(?) will be keeping tabs. Sometimes there's a maid or two(? or is that the same one) running around and cleaning up after everyone. If you want something, go get it yourself. Self-service only.
There's a walkway in the backyard that's also wheelchair-accessible that leads to the beach! Enjoy that too.
But for the main attraction, the server burning. ]
What: Reunion party
When: Post-game
Where: ?
Warnings: none for now
[ It has been several months since the incident. Recovering from your body being in disuse for around two months must have been hefty, as well as your other commitments as well. Hopefully, everyone has recovered to an extent, because no matter where you are, the living players will receive the following in their mailbox: an invitation to a reunion party at a location near the beach between the ex-beta testers of Fragment, a bank card, and a 4-digit pin to said card from "Oriade". The invitation card will mention the following:
- A very convenient location nearby you with access to a small, private plane. For security purposes, you'll be told to list your in-game name, real name, and class before boarding.
- The bank card contains $10,000 as some sort of "compensation" for everything that happened because of the Fragment incident. He knows it can't replace everything (like lost lives), but he hopes this will help some people (because some people live paycheck to paycheck and he understands that). Access will be revoked in a month, so you better withdraw it all while you still can. Any unused funds will be returned. The bank will not question you withdrawing all the money from that account nor exchanging it all with foreign currency. (But-- no buts)
- The servers have been located and he knows how much you guys want to destroy these, so the server bash (literally) will happen some time during the party.
Being rich has its benefits, surely. When the plane lands with their luggage and all (if you brought any. please bring some), they'll be taken to a house that doesn't seem like much, but once they walk inside, it is actually very big! There are numerous rooms inside the house. The kitchen is stocked with everything you can think of with some dude(?) preparing all the food (he's the chef. don't worry about him). There is sure to be loads of different kinds of food that can cater to everyone's tastes. Yes, there is alcohol. Get some free rich ass liquor. No, you cannot smuggle any. That dude(?) will be keeping tabs. Sometimes there's a maid or two(? or is that the same one) running around and cleaning up after everyone. If you want something, go get it yourself. Self-service only.
There's a walkway in the backyard that's also wheelchair-accessible that leads to the beach! Enjoy that too.
But for the main attraction, the server burning. ]
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[Leo looks down to the cane and nods.]
Understandable. I know the effects of our journey were different on each and every one of us.
[He stares Hector in the eyes, a slight frown crossing his lips. There's a small pinprick of fear in the back of his mind, but... he never thought he'd have a second chance. A way to right his wrongs.]
I... have something to say to you if you feel like you're in the right headspace to hear it.
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The journey. Yeah. He blinks a bit as bits and pieces, disjointed images flash through his mind, but not a lot of it is easy to think about, now. So he lets the faint nod of his head erase the thoughts.
His mouth is open to say something, but he blinks again. ]
Oh... Yeah. [ He has a little feeling, but it doesn't bother him as much as it used to, he thinks. Everything feels dulled. ] Sure.
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There were a lot of mistakes I made back then. But I think the biggest one was playing things too safe and not telling you exactly how I felt.
I was in love with you. [A pause.] I'm still in love with you. And I feel like an idiot for not just saying that.
[A tear rolls down Leo's face, but he keeps trucking on regardless.]
I want to be there to catch you when you fall. I... want to spend the rest of my life with you.
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When the profession of love comes, he's torn, a little. A part of him was expecting this, but the other part wasn't expecting to hear it so plainly. Echoes of his old self, pre-coma, stir in panic, but he takes a deep breath. He's learning. The therapy he's getting isn't all physical. ]
I'm...flattered, Leo. I really am. [ Genuinely. It's not every day you make someone who can't feel love do just that. His smile comes out a little lopsided, though. ] But I'm just getting back on my feet. I can't think about the rest of my life yet.
[ He realizes, though, his instinctive response is just running. Like he always is. Be honest, Mehmet. Be honest. ]
Besides... [ He drops his gaze to his hand curled around his cane, and he pauses. ] I...think I have my heart set on someone else.
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Understandable.
[Despite it all, there's a smile on his face.]
I still want to be a part of your life though. As a friend.
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Of course. You always will be. [ That's a no brainer. He reaches forward to pull Leo into another hug. ]
But...thank you for taking care of Dosei.
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Of course! I had the opportunity, so I took it. That being said, he still has his brother... but another trusted adult to lean on is never a bad thing.
Me being a 'trusted adult'. What has the world come to? [He laughs.]
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He pulls back. ]
It sneaks up on you, doesn't it? One day you realize you're responsible for another person, and then...
[ He thinks of the first time he was put in charge of the summer temps at the park, how they looked to him for the first time— ]
Wait. How old are you again?
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[Leo laughs.]
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Yeah, that sounds about right.
[ He reaches and claps a hand on Leo's shoulder. ]
But I think whoever ends up in your care will be thankful for you. You'll be fine.
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[There's a small pause as Leo does his best to order his thoughts. How does he put this without bringing up too much pain?]
Anyway, I have one more thing to ask.
[Another pause.]
I was going to visit Sequoia National Park and see about planting a tree in your honor. But since you're uh, alive, that changes plans! [He laughs awkwardly.] When I come to visit, would you be okay with accompanying me to plant several of them? Even if some of the people we've lost never experienced the real world, giving them a physical representation here would... be comforting to me. And to a lot of us here, I'd wager.
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[ He thinks for a moment, trying to dig up disused knowledge and words from the cobwebbed shelves of his brain. ]
...The national parks are protected land, so you won't be able to plant your own trees. We could contact a trust to have them plant something for us. Or we can contact a city government to ask permission to plant them in a local park instead.
[ Options? ]
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What do you think would be best?
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I think planting them ourselves will feel more personal. It could even be a memorial of sorts, too.
[ It feels weird leaving something like this in the hands of a trust. ]