thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

[he'll just... ... well since he can fly I guess he's just making his way outside by the hole in the roof kind of]

FF: I see. FF: That is understandable. FF: Still...

TG: now u can fix it
TG: no illusions this time

[You're outside and you’re amongst fire and structurally unsound buildings. There are also corpses of the black and white Carapacians, blood red as humans, and all very dead. You can see the red stringy mass in the sky, and in the distance you can hear rockets.]

UU: i do know a thing or two aboUt the red miles.
UU: it is the qUeen's favoUred attack. very long distance and omnidirectional.
UU: bUt once Upon a time, her weapon was stolen by a UsUrper. jacked, yoU coUld say, right off her ring finger. and then given a considerable boost in power.
UU: that gave the miles enoUgh of a kick to rip a Universe to shreds.
UU: and they have been doing so to yoUrs and its many instances for eons.
UU: only now have they caUght Up to yoUr instance. it is qUite fortUnate it has taken so long, really.
UU: some instances are tUcked deeper in the speaker's mighty blow sack, and will hold oUt for mUch longer, on a vast cosmic scale of coUrse.
TG: wait
TG: i dont
TG: what? instances
TG: blowb sack
TG: righ now i can hardly walk w/o steppin on my moms scarf ok
TG: so theyre destorying the universe is that the bootom line
UU: yes.
UU: try to think of it like this.
UU: imagine that the Universe is contained inside a very large creatUre.
UU: say, a great big frog.
TG: frog
TG: why a frog thats so silly
UU: it's jUst a frog! that is the way it is, jUst try to imagine it.
TG: k
TG: picturin
TG: big ol space frog
TG: all ribbiting loud an being huge
TG: hehehe
UU: now imagine that not only does the Universe exist inside it, depending on the creatUre's health and well being to sUrvive...
UU: bUt every potential instance of that Universe exists inside as well.
UU: those that are doomed and those with promise.
UU: even those that were reset from scratch, with slightly different starting conditions.
UU: all of those interrelated Universes mingling together inside yoUr frog, inextricable from its physiology.
UU: if the frog dies, they all go with it. eventUally.
TG: then you are saying some rude a-hole is killin our frog
UU: sadly, yes.
TG: wow
TG: that is
TG: just....
TG: the WORST

[You know the way to the lab, though it's some distance away.]

[Roll a 10 sider.]

[... scouring his surroundings as he flies. maybe there's one or two alive, but this place... D:

rolled a 2!]

[You also get the advantage of your BF coming with you. You...poor, poor homoelves.]

[And now you're in another thing. A probably terrifyingly familiar thing. It appears to be the husks or a burnt out village, chilly and cold.]

[And you're told you're a wolf. You see the rules and if you're not lynched the first night, you'll have to choose a team to die.]

[But you can't. You can't you can't you can't.]

[You do everything and anything you can without breaking the rules. Act off, act upset, act so not you and hope, pray, wish someone will NOTICE and vote for your team and kill you off now because you can't, you CAN'T kill someone else. You can leave people, but you can't kill another team deliberately.]

[But it doesn't work. Worse, is both teams that are up are not wolves.]

[And you're panicking, terrified, and you don't want this. You want to end this game, BREAK IT, and if you just break the rules....it'll kill you and one other team.]

[But the team you're closest too are either like minded, or likely to be chosen to be lynched this round.]

[You, Castling (and Rook too), find yourself on a stage. Everyone is looking at you.]

[Do you confess?]

[. . . I . . . remember this.

and I never blamed Roxy for this. but oh god these are terrible feelings]

I...

[I can't do this to Roxy. or Dio. But... /o\]

[Do you confess?]

[what else is there to do?

I mean, yes... yes I do]

[You could refuse and go that terrible route.]

[The vines come, they wrap around you, and the teams are still up, still going to DIE without any mercy, and it's guilt and horror, and you already hate yourself, but you could deal, you could deal, you could fool yourself into thinking you could deal-]

[Except it keeps going. Epona confesses, and it would be a lie to say part of you hadn't predicted that, that they would cave under your confession, that maybe it was a hope to end the game more quickly even if thought filled you with self loathing, but when you could have dealt before, but not now, because it doesn't end.]

[It doesn't end it doesn't end it doesn't end and you have started a chain reaction of people refusing, or breaking rules, and everyone is dying dying dying and it's EVERYONE and it's all your fault, because you see it now. You see it's in the rules now, and you should have seen BEFORE, but you DIDN'T.]

[You see everyone die, see all the people you KILLED because of your own incompetence and fear.]

[I hate myself a little now. and I feel bad for saying yes. but wouldn't it have been worse if I hadn't...

shakes head violently]

It is not your fault, Roxy.

[Yeah, that's pretty much a thing, sadly. ):]

[And oh look, there she is, amongst dead bodies covered in vines, staring at it all blankly.]

[At least you're free now.]

It was.

[shakes his head again]

No. None of use wanted to play by her rules. They were not fair, in any case. You wanted to stand up against her and... that is not wrong.