EPILOGUE

[vault_tech]

from here until forever

EPILOGUE

Though it's only been three weeks, the vault has taught all of you an important lesson: War. War never changes.

Whether it is the wars you fight at home, the wars your comrades fight in their worlds, or the interpersonal wars you've experienced here... There is always strife and conflict, but you have still come out on top of it.

Once the reactor room party disperses, Ianthe keeps word (under Kanon's watchfull eye) and removes all of the souls from the mainframe, restoring them into their fixed up beautifully healthy bodies. It's really as if you'd never died at all!

There is still a little time to pack your things and say goodbye to the nuclear fallout shelter that has been home for a while, but then the plan will be put into action and the SNART is powered up.

The machine of miracles is fulfilling its true purpose for the first time.

And the group can move forward towards greener pastures, which are actually redder pastures, because it's hell, and there is fire. But Mordawwa is here to keep us all safe, one assumes.

And with the infinite flow of souls, the SNART can remain a permanent fixture of the underworld, allowing everyone to go where and when they'd like, freely, as many times as necessary. Until Erin has enough of everyone, at least.

((Welcome to your epilogue and congratulations on finding a way for everyone, really everyone, to live!! You can use this post for all your post-game interactions, whether that is a toplevel while still in the vault, interactions in the underworld, or even something far later than!))

NAVIGATION

Vault 113: a short-run murdergame

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MURDER

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Comments

[howveryglib]

[...what an absolutely bizarre series of events this has been. he like. listen. he kind of fell asleep in the sun on the fake cruise after telling himself he absolutely would get up in time for the really important stuff and suddenly everyone's fine and in hell?? well, a hell.

he's kind of unconsciously rubbing the back of his head and is just kind of staring at all the fire. like sure he's probably been filled in on what happened. but he's kind of. standing man emoji???

how did any of this happen, actually.]

[anarchia]

[In place of Carnivac, there is now a wolf. He gives Gaius a look, then speaks:]

I wouldn’t try too hard to understand it.

[howveryglib]

[he uh. huh???]

This is not making things any less strange.

[oversawed]

[Ianthe approaches Gaius. She doesn't look particularly like she's interested in him specifically, so much as his neck. In fact she seems to be squinting a bit at his neck as if looking for something specific.]

You know, I've never actually had to reattach a severed head before. It's not something that's typically done with living bodies. No real point and all that.

How'd I do? Is it at risk of falling off?

[howveryglib]

[this is still so unbelievably bizarre… and he’s still a little hesitant to talk to Ianthe but. Well.]

Nothing feels truly wrong. I think it is simply all in my mind that it feels a bit… strange.