POST-GAME IRL PARTY LOG

[cccorp]

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:

- 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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[secondthoughts]

[ Mehmet blinks, trying to keep his own tears at bay, to be strong for her. But he feels them brimming in his eyes anyway. He had no idea. He had no idea. While many had carried on these past few months thinking Mehmet was gone for good, he had done the same thinking he would never see Kara again... ]

It's me, I'm here. [ But his voice is shaky, betraying his desire to keep his tears from taking over. ] I thought I'd never see you again...

[ He thought this was a regret he was going to have to carry with him for the rest of his life. ]

[curvaceous]

[ She tries to keep herself from sobbing, but to no avail. She holds on tight and cries, squeezes her eyes shut and lets the tears pour out and down her cheeks. She remembers seeing his body. She remembers how torn up so many of them had been. She remembers blaming herself and feeling like being alive was a mistake.

But, here they are. They're alive. It almost feels like seeing Hector has breathed new life into her existence again. ]

Says you, old man... Welcome back.

[secondthoughts]

[ Kara cries, and Hector squeezes tighter.

He reaches up to pinch at his eyes, physically trying to keep the tears back, but oh, who is he kidding. They're both sobbing here, because they care for each other. ]

I missed you so much, Kara.

[ And the guilt, the heartache... That week before...the end, when he'd lost her, was some of the most painful in his life. Even with all his memories back, now. ]

I almost don't want to ask how. I'm just glad you're here.