ENDGAME

[kentucky_mcgiygas]

[A wall panel in the green room slides out of view, revealing an elevator. Get in it and it will take you down to the hotel (description here), where your fellow contestants - alive and ghostly - await.

You may spend as long as you want here, ordering up as much room service as you like, but when you're read to go home, you'll find that one floor (new to the current hotel occupants) has nothing but doors with your names on them. Exit, and you'll show up exactly where you were when you left.]

((THANK YOU FOR PLAYING EVERYONE. Ghosts, feel free to materialize and talk to people. You may now speak about your prizes.))

Comments

[locktouching]

.........

[Just stands in the hotel hallways, waiting.]

[bluescreenofdeath]

[Who the fuck is this] Good job everyone! Some of you deserve some extra special congratulations~

[jinglebros]

You! You!

[ Help poor Niles, he's being tackles by a scarfed madman!

Or, you know, a very glad Santa. One of the two. ]

[andascholar]

[Silently walks up to his side.]

[manuscripture]

[ DON'T GOTTA TAKE OUT A SECOND MORTGAGE? HELL YEAH.

still have a dead bf? aw. ]

I'll be damned--! [ Throwing his hands in the air with CHILDISH GLEE. ]

IT'S OVER!

[rowboats]

[ She's here, and eerily calm, compared to the uh....tantrum from earlier. Instead, she's eating from a plate of macarons and cookies, keeping an eye on everyone trickling out.

Waiting for someone in particular. But she'll talk with anyone who comes up to her. ]

[jinglebros]

I GET TO NOT GO HOME!

[ wait santa what why do you look so happy about this ]

I get to start over, I get to save June, everything is going to be okay!

[snakenoeyes]

...I suppose now that we're able to talk about prizes, I ought to explain myself.

[glowshine]

[ Mari is standing with a smile near the end of a hallway, dressed (appropriately) as an angel. She places her hands around her mouth and yells-- ]

Congratulations! Mari loves all of you!

Remember to stay shiiiii~iiiiny!!

[jinglebros]

Hey! [ Santa wanders over. ] Give me a fucking high five!

[jinglebros]

[ Except here's Santa, coming over with a clenched fist. ]

Get ready for a punch to the face, motherfucker.

[bluescreenofdeath]

[Some mysterious black haired ghost girl comes up to her] I'll watch out for Mary.

[partcompany]

Well, looks like I'm two for two! I almost certainly won't be back for a third time.

[Rhys looks around with... maybe an emotion? About the people who died and the people he won't see again.]

[jinglebros]

...Mari.

[ Santa is approaching, much more subdued than he acts around everyone else. ]

I'm... sorry i couldn't save you.

[rowboats]

[ ............. ]

...E-Ene?

[ she doesn't look familiar, but Ib still recognizes her voice ]

[manuscripture]

[ HELL YEAH. Highfive, commenced! ]

Yeah--! You know, I'm glad we ended up getting along.

[golden_dream]

Did I really win...?

[she let out a stream of nervous laughter]

How is this even going to work...?

[bookmarking]

[Clover reaches out to clap her on the back - gently.

"Shiny"? O...kay then. Must be a school idol thing. She tries to smile...despite well, what happened to Mari. Clover sighs, and puts on what is hopefully her best smile, but it's a pretty sad one.]

You too, Mari. It was great meeting someone as cheerful - and as good at impressions - as you.

[Then she pulls the blonde into a hug.]

[(Anonymous)]

[Nearby, a mini-fridge opens of its own accord. A tiny whiskey bottle flies into the air, opens itself, and pours onto the floor.]

[snakenoeyes]

I suggest you don't attempt that.

[If Santa still tries he'll find that Snake does a surprisingly good job of blocking it.]

[golden_dream]

Congratulations. I followed the light-peg board by the way. That was my vote for you.

Can I ask, though...? What was your prize?

[jinglebros]

What was your prize?

[ Santa is so happy. So so happy that he'll even smile at Rosa.

That's really damn happy, god. ]

[jinglebros]

Hell, man, how did you pull that one off...?

[glowshine]

[ With a knowing smile, she shakes her head. ]

Whatever is meant to happen, will happen.

I forgive everyone... Congratulations, Santa. You did a wonderful job. You deserve it.

[bookmarking]

What was your prize?

Was it... [THIS IS SO WEIRD TO SAY BUT:] Me?