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cheryl blossom ([personal profile] sweetwater) wrote in [community profile] elnysa2017-10-05 09:48 pm

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[ Cheryl is sick. despite that, she's done her hair and makeup and dressed herself in a red silk robe. a lot of effort went into her appearance, but it does little to hide the fact that she's unwell. she looks tired. at home she was a pro at snapchat, and she holds the camera out at arms length. all that's missing is the puppy filter! ]

By now you've all heard of the great tragedy that's befallen us. I was caught right in the middle of everything, an innocent bystander in someone's very cruel plan to shake us all to the core. I don't scare easily and I don't wilt, but I could use your help in this trying time.

First: obviously i am confined to bed until I recover. You can entertain me by chatting with me and telling me your stories. Make sure they aren't boring.

And secondly: If you're able-bodied, perhaps you can avenge me. [ she pauses. smiles. ] Us. It's the right thing to do.

[ and as she ends the video: ] Hashtag Olympia Strong. [ yes, that's right. hashtag. this is Cheryl Blossom, after all. ]
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
I'm glad you're enjoying my tale of misfortune and bullshit.
Now then, the hopefully much anticipated final part...
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
The three year trip would prove relatively quiet. Confined to an abandoned lab built into their meteor-ship, the players of two sessions were left with little to do and only each other for company. It was a period of personal growth and blooming relationships.

Meanwhile, the equivalent trip for the rest of our heroes on their golden ship was struck by tragedy early on. A mysterious accident resulted in the Heir's death, and the Witch was left to complete the three year journey alone.

The point of reuniting would be a new session of the game, one played by individuals both familiar and not. The Heir had succeeded in activating the Scratch before their escape, so the universe had successfully been reset. It's end still came, of course, but this time a different set of players fled its destruction into the game: younger versions of our original heroes' guardians from an alternate timeline. Their session was rendered dead and void before they could even begin due to outside interference, but the Witch brought with her the elements of their game that might still make it fruitful.

All the mismatched players came together in the dead session: the Knight, Seer and Witch, their friends from another world, their guardians from the reset universe. And joining them as well was the Heir once more, jumping in from a doomed alternate timeline after having meddled with the current one to ensure it didn't meet the same fate. All together, their only remaining obstacle was a host of various villains that had accumulated: their original demon, as well as multiple alternate versions of the same individual from the various different universes; the tyrant empress of their alien friends' destroyed homeworld; a time-traveling cosmic monster and his assortment of minions.

The battles that ensued were chaotic and not without casualties, but when the dust settled all foes had been defeated. The players regrouped to facilitate the final steps after having finally beaten the game: the seed of a new universe was planted and blossomed, and a dead world our heroes' guardians had escaped from was terraformed via all the godly powers of space and time at their disposal into an inhabitable new planet. Unbeatable enemies defeated and impossible odds overcome, the players opened the final door and stepped through it into their new world where they could leave peacefully as god-rulers.

And of course, no interdimensional storm rolled in to immediately destroy everything that had just been created and leave the vast majority of our characters sleeing in magic bullshit comas, because that would be fucking stupid.


[She is maybe a little bitter. Just a teensy bit.]
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Ah, commiseration. It's mildly comforting.]

Guess.
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
Nailed it.
What gave me away?
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
In the traditional sense, yes.
These titles don't always mean what one would expect, but in this particular case you're mostly correct.
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
A Seer sees.
In my case, I do happen to see the future.
Specifically good futures.
But it works differently depending on one's aspect.
One of our alien friends was a Seer of Mind, and as far as I could tell she seemed to be able to see what different outcomes could result from different choices.
Or something like that.
Whether or not she would have made a good storyteller is up for debate, but if her DMing is anything to judge by, she would have thrown about a dozen dragons into the story for flavor.
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[personal profile] knitpick 2017-10-09 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Only the most fortunate possible future, but yes.
It's a blessing and a curse.
I try not to obsess over the future and trying to control it.