Ars Goetia ([personal profile] arsgoetia) wrote2011-09-05 09:32 pm
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[Final Day] Endgame

There is a noise like broken glass as the giant shadowy snake wavers in place, then falls over, hitting the roof so hard that dust billows up on on various levels of existence, making the whole building shake. You begin to see more people all around you—flickering, as if the layers are merging into one, the separations between them vanishing.

Superimposed over the snake's fading body—yes, there is, in fact, a giant shadow snake, visible to everyone now, even those who had just been fighting Mithos—is a man in a labcoat bending over on his knees, shuddering and grasping at the ground.

"Sssssss . . . thissssss . . ."

He jerks abruptly, then sags a little more, as if losing energy, trying to force his eyes to stay open, but . . .

[identity profile] onyxsilver.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[eventually... heading down too...]

[identity profile] takesthebacon.livejournal.com 2011-09-06 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
[flopped by the side of her bed.] Flame, Flame, she's okay.

[identity profile] onyxsilver.livejournal.com 2011-09-07 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
... yeah. Me too.

[identity profile] onyxsilver.livejournal.com 2011-09-07 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it seems like everyone's fine.

[identity profile] onyxsilver.livejournal.com 2011-09-07 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
No, in retrospect it made perfect sense.