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

[namelesslancer]

[ sigma takes stock of the underworld with little surprise in his face. the place isn’t like the underworld that tsubaki’s servant had made, luckily, though perhaps a bit more like the scene he had seen jack the ripper create.

either way, it doesn’t matter to him. the important thing is that he’s alive, his magecraft is functioning again and his weapons all seem to be back where they should be. guns— check. grenades— check. mystic codes— check.

god-felling crossbow— check.

considering the situation he left at snowfield, he should be whirring to head back. and he is. hell will call for him and his soul someday, but it shouldn’t be today.

but sigma will let himself hang around in the back. maybe he’s not fully willing to leave the group behind yet, as unsocial as he is. ]

[discodancer]

[ He's not the only one hanging around the back. At least it's easy to find a light for a cigarette in hell, and the smoke blends right into the brimstone.

She doesn't know where they stand. The smart thing to do is to walk away, forget him and their brief acquaintance. One post-death alliance under desperate circumstances does not a reconciliation make. ]

Hey. [ She says, softly. ] What was the name of that actor from the movie you told me about, again?

[namelesslancer]

[ in sigma's eyes, there's no longer any animosity to be had towards klaasje. all of it disappeared the moment that he put that bullet through her head and her life ended.

with her here again, sigma will take it as a chance to start fresh. he doesn't see a reason to hold grudges for a person that he might not ever see again.

what a shame, he catches himself thinking, and his reaction is to adjust his military goggles over his head as he responds to her question. ]

The Great Dictator, by Charlie Chaplin.

[discodancer]

Cool.

[ Her voice is different off the radio, fuller and more true, but the relief is the same. It's a quiet, straightforward feeling, and she hasn't had many of those lately. ]

I was thinking if that machine works like they say it does...I might go see it before I go back. Or I'll always wonder, right?

What are you going to do next?

[namelesslancer]

You should go watch it. I'm sure you could rent it with the help of someone else.

[ he would offer himself to help her, but there's one major thing that's holding him back from doing so. ]

I have to go back to help stop the destruction of the city. I refuse to let that happen.

[discodancer]

[ She could point out that they have infinite time, now, the way that things have been explained - but there are two things holding her back. The first is that even now, after everything, she isn't completely sure she understands the explanation they've been given, and a whole city is a big risk to gamble on asking someone to watch a movie with you. The second is more straightforward: she can't imagine Sigma being able to enjoy it much with that pressure hanging over him, infinite time or not. ]

You won't let it happen.

[ Intimation: You believe it. ]

You're... [ She makes a small, contemplative sound, tapping ash off her cigarette. ] You decide something is going to happen, and you make it happen.

Can I ask you a favor, though? [ A quick, fleeting smile. ] I know I shouldn't, but can I?

[theinstigator]

[ Ruby's lingering, too. Even though she hasn't known him for a long time, it's nice to be able to see Sigma again. In the flesh and everything. ]

Hey. [ she says, joining him in the back. ] Sweet crossbow.

I wanted to say thanks. You were clean about her execution. I appreciate that.