We Approach Our Final Hour

[voidtreckermods]

The days after the celebrations are filled with helping those from system #1015 get settled, or just by resting and recuperating after what was a difficult battle.

A couple of days later however Void Minister Till once again calls all the voidtreckers, scientists and other interested parties to a meeting. She looks a lot less grim this time.

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FINAL CHOICES

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"Thank you all for gathering again. As you know we have been working on figuring out what was happening with your tethers, trying to untangle them from the Voidtrecker Express and find you a way home." She gave a tired smile.

"However with the resolving of the time paradox surrounding system#1015 it seems much of our work is out of our hands, your tethers seem to be detangling themselves and so our work quickly moved to keeping you all stable enough to remain here, because we are very mindful that you deserve a choice in this and a chance to say your farewells. You were brought here without your knowledge or consent and despite that have done a great service to the void so before I say anything else I wish to thank you, on behalf of us all."

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To Return Home

"We are now able to see the way to return you to your non-travelling selves. This will untether you from both the Voidtrecker Express and the void. Your bodies on your worlds are, for the most part, well. Tethering is a powerful thing so even those from places that do not have the technology to sustain an unconcious person for a long period of time will find themselves well, though feeling some lingering fatigue. Time has passed in all your worlds and I know it will be difficult to explain your absence." She smiled softly.

"We don't ask you to keep the void completely secret, but especially those from places with a low level of technology should use their discretion when talking about their adventurers. You will not be voidtreckers anymore. You all come from non void active worlds and so until those worlds join the void network you must remain on them. Those from the void can always visit you and we will endeavour to pass on messages between worlds if there are those you wish to remain in contact with. This is the option we expect most of you will take."

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To Remain

She lets the any comments or discussions about that bubble for a moment before she presses on. "However, we are very aware that there are those of you who do not have homes to return to. Some of you were tethered on the brink of death. Some of you come from places now destroyed. Some of you have physical places to return but have found family and friendship in the void far greater than anything you had in your lives before." She paused.

"For you we offer another option. You may remain. We believe that as we detangle your tethers from the Voidtrecker Express we can tether you, properly tether you, to this void base." She looked around. "I won't mince words, this option means that your non tethering selves will be no more, your bodies back on your world will die. You will be like those of Osiga and now those of system #1015. You would not be able to return to live on your world." She paused, to let the gravity of that sink in.

"You will always have a home on this base and from here..." She smiled warmly. "You can do what you wish. There are many mission craft that would happily take you on if you have found you have enjoyed assisting worlds in need. Otherwise there are other craft, scientific voyaging craft, tourist craft. We will help you find a place. Though you are free to go your own way, this would be your base but you would not be obligated to remain here. You would be welcome to visit those who return to their worlds, though we would ask that you limited visits to your own, to avoid complications." Again she gave a moment, for the discussion around that to die down before she spoke again.

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To Go Back

"Finally. We are aware there are some of you in very difficult situations. Where taking you from your world has led to your whole world, or large parts of it in grave danger. We are aware worlds have fallen, for lack of you. For you we make another offer. We do not make this lightly, it is risky and we ask that those taking it have very good reason.." She looked around, silent and serious.

"We believe that using what we learned of anchoring through time we can return you, not only to the place you were brought from, but the moment. You would remember all that has passed but to your world it would be as if you were never gone at all." A pause.

"Because of the grave risks associated with this, we will be sealing the worlds of those that return in this way. These systems will never become void active and no void craft may enter those systems. As I say, it is not an option we give lightly."

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The Choice is Yours

"Whatever you choose we will support you in it. We are also aware there are many of your number not with you. Please be assured that we are working through their tethers. We will do our best to give them the same choices and at the very least we will return them all to their homes. I understand there is a lot to think about. We believe we can hold on to your tethers for a couple more days and so please take this time to talk it through and to say your farewells."

She falls silent and steps back, letting people talk and discuss, whilst remaining close.

Comments

NPCs

[voidtreckernpcs]

Most of the scientists are around still as well as minister Till and of course Anan and Chiff.

They are available for questions, or tiny droid hugs.

Stone Ocean ending spoilers

[strings_theory]

[That's... a lot of options, that don't really feel like options when she thinks about it. Her world is gone, she knows that. She knows she's dead, that's obvious. Even if she went back, it wouldn't be her world. It's... weird.

She huffs to herself before deciding to try and get some kind of answer out of the void minister.]

Soooo. The options are great and everything, but is there an option of, like, going to someone else's world? Like in a special circumstances kind of way? With how shit went down where I'm from, I'd only really have the option of stayin' here and I got other business.

[divine_braid]

[He hadn't really been here long enough to make a whole lot of new friends or anything that really tied him to staying in the Void. Not that he felt like he had many ties back home, either, but... that said, he had more there than here. He'd like to go home. And he hadn't been here all that long, so he wasn't worried about having to go back in time, either.

But, he knew Quatre had been here much longer... and well... there was that other version of himself, too...

He wondered about that. Would they all have to make the same choice in regards to that potential time travel offer? He frowned a bit in thought, considering it as he sat there, watching others making their choices.]

[maxwellsdaemon]

[Speaking of his other self... Duo approached his mirror image from the side. He'd gone and pulled his braid up into a bun to differentiate the two of them. He'd almost been tempted to just chop his braid off. But he'd had it so long now that even having it pulled into a bun felt kind of weird.

He dropped his ass down in the chair beside his doppelganger and stretched his legs out in front of himself.]

Kinda heavy, huh? Save the universe and make the Big Choices.

[badassfreakingoverlord]

Hyaaaha ha ha ha ha!

[Somber moment? Deep meaningful choices? A period of reflection and soul-searching?]

[NOT WITH THIS DEMON AROUND!]

[Zetta spreads his hands dramatically, letting the mana power that swirled around his feet woosh out, while behind him his cape billowed as if in perpetual wind.]

Don't buy this crap! The Void Ministry talks a big game that doesn't reckon with the might and majesty of Zetta, the most badass freaking Overlord in the entire cosmos! And that's 'cosmos' as in 'the whole damn thing', every universe that's out there and every world within those universes!

You may not appreciate it -- [Zetta snaps one hand into a fist, making purple light burst out] -- but I'm the top of the heap, and popping a Netherworld between universes is trivial for me. So don't bother crying over 'waiting for a void network' or 'my world will be sealed forever, waaah waah'. I'm not void ANYTHING and I don't ask for permission. You want to see all your friends and family again? You just tell me about your world, and I'll find it -- then hook up a Dimensional Gate. That's the power of the Netherworld!

[Zetta hates being told what he can and can't do. He didn't gain all this power to be fed choices. And he sure as hell didn't put in all this damn time as a damn book and a damn god to come to an end like this! It might not be very demonic to offer everyone a favor for free like this, but NOT doing it would be even less so!]

[springforth]

Can you actually do that?

[ Look, calling it crying about it is rude but she'll admit to some heavy bitterness over the choice. She'd made the preparations to not return but not at the cost of letting her mother and family and friends think she died. And wouldn't have her own proper body back be nice?]

Will it actually work? You hadn't set up a Netherworld yet.

Guri | Star Wars: Legends

[marvelous_murderbot]

[Much to think about, but suddenly very little to do. Details to be sorted, and fairly simple decisions to be made.]

[But more important to her is to see the people she's come to like, to care about - to say goodbyes and wish people well. She has nothing much to pack, having not come with much in the way of possessions, and gathered few along the way. Mostly weapons, oddly.]

[So a new, wonderful chapter in her life is coming to a close in her life. One that had involved a lot of fiery combat, yes - but far more personal growth had come into the equation than she ever might have expected.]

[For her friends, too, there are cupcakes. Goodbye cupcakes. That, finally, she's gotten just right.]

[crowneddragon]

"You bake? I didn't know you baked!"

Delight laces his tone, a wide grin perched onto his lips as Esteban comes close to the android, visibly guided by his nose. He's quick to add another smile as he gets near the blond, pointing out to the sweets with an eager hand.

"C'n I get one?" the redhead chirps gleefully, his sunshine bright demeanor perhaps jarring in the situation, though he hopes it brings her comfort in some ways. He'll miss Guri. He'll miss everyone, but he'll miss them one by one at his own rate thank you, and what little time he can get with them will be... will be precious.

General Amaya | The Dragon Prince

[the_aunt_general]

She had to admit, she was looking forward to getting back. There was so much to do, and in truth she'd started to miss the sense of opportunity to it all. And she'd be coming back to a better world, one that had grown in her absence along a new and better path.

It was encouraging to think of. And something to look forward to.

That being said, she's met good people here, made friends. At least one she plans to at least try to invite to come with her, to visit - that being said, there is one thing she's going to try to take with her. Whether or not she actually can.

So while she may be found pretty much anywhere, she's also trying to lug a thin panel of wall with her - with a mural painted on it by Rapunzel, many months previously.

Because stubborn might as well be Amaya's middle name, and she loves that mural.

Re: General Amaya | The Dragon Prince

[crowneddragon]

The noise is what catches his attention, simply trodding along the hallways in a brainless, useless pattern as he tries to snag his thoughts into something. A semblance of something. Order. Grief. Something. The noise is a distraction he greatly welcomes.

"Uh... need help with that?" It's only belatedly that he realizes he's spoken aloud, and Amaya is facing away; her eyes on the mural, even though he's fairly sure she knows she's not alone. He hates the cabins with a passion, and even this entire thing has a silver lining, but he manages to bite his lip and step in, trying not to think about it too much. He waves at his friend, the sort of notice-me little wave to catch her attention, before he starts signing.

{You want help?} Blue eyes dart to the wall, the mural, the colours and loveliness of it, and Esteban smiles, endeared at the gesture. He's willing to bet Amaya didn't draw this herself; her skills were very limited as he remembers.

{Drawing, who?} he waves at the paint, the kaleidoscope of contrary and complimenting tones, something bright and... and light that shines through. It truly is lovely.

[myblueskies]

Romeo had been very busy the last few days since the fight, because there was plenty to help with and that was good at distracting himself from everything that had happened. A good way to keep his spirits up. Especially since he knew the ministry were trying to send everyone home soon and that gave him a lot of big feelings to deal with.

He sat near the front of the meeting, watching minister Till quietly with big eyes. But as she kept talking he relaxed, smiling more. He knows that for some people these choices are big and hard and he will help those of his friends who need it.

But he had been worried that they would all be sent back, he wasn't sure if they'd figure out a way for him to go back to the heavens or if he would just be dead somewhere. But now they said he could stay. He could stay on this void base and some of his friends might stay too!

It would be sad, because some would leave but he didn't have to go away. He could stay and he and mister Zetta could go and find Elfnein and Joss and everyone else!

He looked around, looking for his friends. He knew some of them would go but he would be able to visit them.

"Do you know what you're going to do?" He asked the nearest person.

[redprayer]

Rezo is among those with a frown on their faces when the meeting gets out, although when he recognizes Romeo’s voice his expression softens and he answers the question easily.

“Ah, Romeo,” he says. “Yes. I will be remaining in voidspace.”

Rezo pauses for a brief moment, wondering if the boy is asking out of his own need to make a decision.

“What about you? Have you made your decision?”

[knifewithnoname]

Oh. They had a choice. She hadn't expected this. Not when they hadn't had a choice about anything since they got dragged onto a train and sent to save worlds. But now they did. Go home or stay. Or something to do with time.

She didn't pretend to understand time travel but it wasn't important, she wasn't important enough to need it. No worlds died for her absence.

She had gone home before. It had been a terrible thing and her choice should be easy. She wants to stay. Stay with her friends and her family...

But if she does that, she really is throwing away her duty once and for all. It was one thing to travel on the train and have this life because she'd been kidnapped. Another completely to chose to let go of her world forever.

Because as bad as that visit home had been she still... Images of the rooftops of Gauig, sweet honeycakes. Kant ruffling her hair and Taiwin teasing her. She'd never see them again. But if she left... If she lost all of this...

She knows what she wants, but did the feelings have to be so stupid? She stayed seated as everyone began moving around her, glaring at the minister.

"Why can they no just be telling us."

Why make them choose?

[cureofmanyworlds]

“Maybe they think that, because they run the whole void thing, they can do whatever they want.”

Nozomi is very displeased at that. It was unfair to everyone to make them choose like this.

And she knew, deep down, the multiverse would defy them.

[longforgottenpromise]

Taiki went to the meeting with trepidation. It had taken him a couple of days to recover from the battle and he is still a little shakey, but nothing he can't cope with, nothing he hasn't dealt with time and time again.

And will do again. It was time to go home. He's been preparing for it. He knows what his world is like, he saw it when they falsely went home. He knows what he is going back to.

He still has no idea how he's going to solve any of it. Gyousou dead. His own body, which he will return to, a prisoner of Asen's. His people starving and dying. A new king somewhere, far out of reach.

But what they have done here, fixed a time paradox, stopped the world eaters and somehow fought the void itself? It gives him some hope for doing the impossible.

He thinks he knows his choice, but then the minister tells them the third option. To return to the time they came from. The heartbeat they were pulled from.

That time is dangerous, running towards Gyousou, only half a plan to save him. But half a plan is better than no plan. An alive Gyousou is better than a dead Gyousou.

It's not really a choice at all.

Except... This last year and a half has been... in many ways terrible but in so many other ways wonderful. Taiki had had so few friends before in his life. He had never really had friends like those he had made here. Never had anyone like Tidus or Inigo, Jungyi or Xion or Lea or... He could go on.

He had never realised just how lonely he had been his entire life until he had been plucked out of it and placed on this train. To leave all this and worse, to seal his world from any who might visit?

It's not enough to make him waver, but it is enough to make him weep silently as he watches the crowd.

[hotheadwarmheart]

Having heard the choices, Lea knew with a reasonable amount of certainty what Taiki's choice would be. It'd likely be Lea's too, if he were in Taiki's position. He'd seen what became of Tai when Taiki wasn't there at some critical moment; there was really no choice at all.

So he wasn't surprised to find Taiki standing a bit off to one side as the crowd began discussing things, crying. He reached out and rested a hand on his friend's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Guess I don't really have to ask what you picked, huh?", he said gently, offering a weak smile.

Link

[sevenyearsasleep]

Link knew what he had to choose. To go home. To Hyrule. For real.

And he was going to tell Malon and Zelda everything, just as he had about Termina and Nautilus. But, these people didn't need to know that.

"I swear to the goddesses...I will never leave Hyrule again."

[wisdominshadows]

"You might consider being more cautious about what you swear to," Zelda noted, her voice a quiet murmur from slightly behind him.

"The world-" and considerably more dimensions of reality than that, as it turned out, "rarely cares much for what we intend to do."

[blue_ice]

Kaiba's heart is pretty torn up. He knows what his choice will be: as much as he wants to be free to travel the void, he absolutely can't give up on Mokuba. His whole long journey away from home began with taking foolish risks, and he needs to come back down to Earth and give his brother the love, time, and apologies he deserves before he can even think about heading out again.

His friends who choose to remain void travelers will be able to visit after he returns to Domino, and he takes comfort in that...but so many others will also be remaining on their worlds, and he'll have to break the barrier into the void himself if he wants to regain the freedom to see the multiverse.

But if he's already broken the barrier between life and death, how hard can it be?

He spends their last days working on a few personal projects with whatever spare parts he can gather, and wherever he goes he's carrying a large bag of things. If he sees someone he's at least somewhat friendly with, he'll approach them with a somber expression.

"...I can't believe it's over."

[diamondsfortears]

"Me neither... After I just came back, too."

Daia knows his decision as well. He can't go home. Not permanently. He's had life so much better here. What would be waiting for him at home anyway? Certainly nothing good.

But he hadn't told anyone yet. Who better to tell than the person he started his journey with? He remembers Kaiba teaching him to make a dragon image out of stones.

"I think... I'm going to stay here. I want to be able to visit everyone whenever I want."

[another_moon]

With the options laid out, Usagi knew her decision: a world without Kyoko was a world she wanted no part of. She was certain the same would be for Kyoko - can’t follow Usagi, why bother?

She had a plan all set up as she headed back to the train. Transforming back into Sailor Moon, she returned to the lab to fetch her own gear and to start removing the remaining gems from her bracer. She had to set things up so that the Sailors back in her world could pick up where she last left off… and perhaps let Serenity take over.

“Stupid void people… how dare they…” she muttered, frustrated.

[redmeguca]

Hey, they said the tech for it isn't ready yet. That's a pretty important difference to me. We can retire once it is, but being able to visit ain't bad in the meantime. 'Sides, I liked being a Voidtrecker. Felt like I was the kind of hero I always wanted to be.

Ryou Bakura | OTA

[rolltoavoidpossession]

[Ryou's quiet. He knows what his choice has to be. He's got no tether to his world after all, and he's not a lynchpin to his world's existence. He has to stay in the void.

It's not what he'd exactly wanted, to remain bound to the void, but at least it's something. And he can still visit his friends when they all go home. That'll be nice.

It just hurts, knowing that Aigami and Mani successfully got rid of him (in a way) in the end.]

Re: Ryou Bakura | OTA

[sizedoesntmatter]

Hey...

[Goodbyes were always sad. Yugi knew that of course. But it was even more sad knowing that one gets to go home while the other really didn't have a choice when it came down to it.]

I wanted to give you something, if that is okay? Like a goodbye present, but with the intent that someday we will see each other again.

[goingthroughaphase]

[ Kitty is at least fortunate enough to have learned that her world is still in one piece - that their battle with Apocalypse had been successful, and that her world still existed in her absence. So her decision to return home was a bit easier than perhaps some other.

But only a little. Because, despite knowing that she does have to go home, making the decision to leave the void and go home is much more difficult than she thought it would be. Knowing that others who decided to stay could visit helped a little, but those returning home would be stuck, like her, until their own worlds joined the void network, and who knows how long that would be before they could see each other again.

Still, at least it was possible. That perhaps, someday, their worlds could be opened to the void and they would be able to reunite. It's a hope that she has to hold on to, if she has to go home.

Despite knowing that there might be others who need to close their worlds to the void for good. That there are some who could never return.

She doesn't want to think about that right now, though. For now, it's time to find the friends she's made, and to say goodbye. ]

[crowneddragon]

"Kitty!" Esteban's enthusiasm doesn't seem to be dimmed by these dreaded news, as he sends her a sunny grin from his spot near the ovens. Then again, who knows what had happened in the hours since the announcement.

He waves at her, clumsy with the thick oven mitts that cover his hands, and pulls the oven open. He probably shouldn't have. The charred scent of something burnt wafts from the open door, and Esteban bites off a curse more colourful than his hair as he drags out his second attempt at the chocolate chip cookies he's promised her, so long ago.

"'Dians. I thought y'were just in time." Clearly, he'd been wrong. The cookies are a bit too golden for his tastes at the top, nevermind how charred they would be underneath. He tosses a glove off and picks one up, only to tap it twice against the counter with a thick gravelly sound. Yeah, no, not these ones.

"'F y' stay a few more minutes, I can try again!" he offers her with a grin, bright and cheerful, as he closes the oven door and sets himself on the task anew.

"Wanna help?" She doesn't need to. But it could be nice, to work side-by-side.

Elidibus - Shadowbringers, Endwalker spoilers

[wewillwewill]

The choice is theirs.

It would be easy for Elidibus to hide from many, not all. Yet he's easily found, lost in thought or observing the ebb and flow of passers by. But thinking on the choices; always thinking.

The answer to the question posed by the Void Ministry is no longer so clear cut.

For the sake of their dream, to restore the world to its past glory and mend mankind's shattered souls, and more importantly prevent the Void from ever again impacting his beloved star, to take the offer to turn back the hands of the clock and use the advantage of his restored self to break free of the Crystal Exarch's trap. But it was not without its risks or caveats.

To simply return to his world and... what? Move on? Observe what has occurred when he made a path to the past for the sake of the world's future? Maybe even return and just complete the journey to duty's end that had been interrupted.

Or stay. Though it seemed slightly hollow in its own way. They would no longer be part of the Voidtrecker Express's crew. Those that stayed would likely move their own ways. Now that he has been given time to sit and think, he still doesn't know his own.

It would be best to return one way or another. But why is he finding himself reluctant to simply choose that path?

"Do you find the choice difficult?" he might ask of someone who passes near and is recognized.

[acapriciousthing]

"I thought it would be obvious." She's defined by duty. No the way Dream was, where it broke him in the end. But in the way she had to be. "But that brief trip back, I realized I'm just a piece of myself. The rest of me kept right on working."

It had been a relief, of course. To know the universe hadn't gone month with nothing able to die. "So I guess I... do have an option. If I want it."

What would it even mean to be an independent aspect?

Xue Yang

[xue_yang]

There isn't much thought put into this. He doesn't really have a choice in the matter. He has nothing to go back to. His body is already dead. So it means his time will be continuing with this train. But at least it is an option. He isn't just being sent off to his death. Even he can be thankful for that.

"So we get to continue on. I've had worse deals." Most deals ended up with people wanting him dead. this is quite the switch.

Re: Xue Yang

[theverymodel]

Mordin nods. It was a simple enough choice for him as well. "Time will tell if aging still a problem. More time than would have had otherwise."

He'd been at peace with dying to complete his work, but with the work complete he's also ready to learn more about the multiverse.

Genjo Sanzo | Saiyuki

[smithandwesson]

"..."

Genjo Sanzo took the news in silence when he heard the announcement. His expression was unchanging, seeming nonplussed as he allowed the meeting to play out. Yes, outwardly, he seemed just as much the same as he ever had.

Of course, to none the wiser, most may not initially realize the storm that was forming in his mind.

Only as the Void Minister finished her speech did he turn away. He was folding his arms into his sleeves as he made his way out the doors to the hall. Genjo walked off a few feet before finally pulling a cigarette and popping it into his mouth. He hesitated as he looked up towards the widows surrounding them, the now familiar view of the void lingering in all its swirling madness a strangely meditative sight.

Finally reaching to dig around for his lighter, he lit the stick aflame and took a low, slow drag inwards.

A choice, huh?

No in-between.

It looked like a sense of loss was set to occur for him no matter what.

Just when he thought he had gotten so damn good at dealing with losing people.

"... 'Tch."

Thomas Price -- OTA

[thepriceforalife]

[it wasn't a decision. As much as Thomas would miss both the exploration and the freedom of travel, he had people back home he was responsible for. The only question was how well his absence had been handled, determining which return he got.]

[On hearing the results, he'd written up everything he thought would be distinctive about both his original world and the one he'd been living on for decades, including the picture of Alice and Kevin he had, and the VoidTrekker Express's designation for the world he'd been on. He'd made copies, and was now approaching anyone who might be from a 20th/21st century Earth or that might be staying on the train.]

Excuse me? May I ask for a favor?

[redprayer]

[Rezo is… Pretty clearly not one of the people from Normal Earth Land, but he is one of the people staying in voidspace and hasn’t made a secret of it, so perhaps Thomas heard as much through the grapevine.

At any rate, he recognizes the voice of one of the other old-men-who-don’t-remotely-seem-old from the train.]

Thomas? How may I help you?

lan jingyi | untamed au

[jingyeets]

Welcome to me never writing general starters these days, edition: end game!

• Hit me up here for a goodbye thread! If you want to write the starter, go for it, otherwise I will after your comment.
• ... yeah that's it, basically, he's venting at a staffer about all this so there's... that...
• Otherwise, so long, and thanks for all the fish! Also the CR. Thank you for that, too, game.

Re: lan jingyi | untamed au

[longforgottenpromise]

His decision was made. It had been made the moment that third option was spoken. It didn't mean he didn't feel sorrow, about those he would leave behind.

And one of those was most certainly Jingyi. So much was the enormity of the goodbye that he didn't approach straight away. He stood watching him, quietly, words a lump in his throat.

wei wuxian | the untamed | ota

[weifinder]

Likewise, here I bring... Wei Wuxian!

• Hit me up here for a goodbye thread! If you want to write the starter, go for it, otherwise I will after your comment.
• I know for sure he's taking the time travel route because he doesn't want to leave what he has for him at home hanging as they are from his... dying... so. The second time he returns from death has arrived. Or more like the third. He needs a new hobby.
• As before, so long, and thank you for all the fish! And the CR. Luck and fortune to all in future endeavours.

Re: wei wuxian | the untamed | ota

[knifewithnoname]

She isn't sure what other people are choosing. Some she can guess but others are a mystery to her.

Wei Wuxian is a mystery. She doesn't know him all that well despite the fact she has known many hims.

Maybe that's why she doesn't know him very well... But she approaches, hedgehog in arms to tilt her head at him.

"Did you be choosing?"

Kairi | Kingdom Hearts

[paopuofyourlife]

So they had a choice? For Kairi it was honestly easy. She had no idea what was going on back home since she never found out the one time she tried to go back. Did they finish the battle without her? Did something happen?

She had to know. She needed to know. If anything has happened she needed to fix it. But it meant she had to leave those she became friends with and Nozomi behind. At least for now. She knew with the fact her world can travel between worlds there was perhaps a high chance to be able to become void active and she put her faith into that.

So she was planning on going around and saying her goodbyes with all of those she had considered a friend. Perhaps she had even made a little something.

Re: Kairi | Kingdom Hearts

[cureofmanyworlds]

“So… it’s time, huh?”

And there was Nozomi. She knew what was about to happen and while she was disappointed and sad, she knew it was for the best.

“I’m gonna miss you.”

Rezo Greywords | OTA

[redprayer]

[[ooc: jic, content warning for suicidal ideation during Rezo's ruminating.]]

The final results have been passed down and the choices reduced to three, and in Rezo’s case it’s fairly easy to pick. If this choice had been presented to him at the beginning of his journey then he would have tried to go home, in the hopes of his spirit finally passing on to whatever fate awaited it. It’s something he still thinks he possibly should do. Only, if he tried that now, there is at least one person who might notice, and would be horrified.

And the circumstances of his death were such that it wouldn’t be feasible to try averting it by turning back time, even if he had any desire to do so, and even if doing so wouldn’t also doom his world to a permanent isolation from the void network.

So his only option is to tether himself to the voidbase. It’s not a bad fate, really. There’s the opportunity to travel around different worlds, to do research that would not have been possible in his old world, and to potentially be of help to people all across the multiverse. Thinking of it like that, it isn’t that different from how he spent his life as a traveling priest, only on a far grander scale.

Either way, it means he won’t be staying on the train anymore. Most of the belongings he’s picked up since arriving can be packed away in the rucksack the train gave him, but there is the matter of the flower he’s been taking care of inside the greenhouse carriage. It’s still a few days before everyone has to leave the train, but Rezo’s gone ahead to reexamine the flower, pot and all, and try and figure out what the hell he’s going to do with it.

And he’s wound up talking to it, albeit quietly.

“Perhaps I’ll find a place to replant you somewhere, someday,” he says, lightly running his fingers along the flower’s stem. “You wouldn’t be happy in this pot forever, would you?”

Re: Rezo Greywords | OTA

[gathersnomoss]

Zelgadis knew his own choice. He has something to go back to, after all, and negative desire to revert things to when he left. It wasn't even difficult.

What was difficult was knowing that there was at least one other Zelgadis Greywords out there who hadn't gotten the choice he had. Zelgadis could just continue to avoid Rezo for a few more days, and the decision would be taken out of his hands. That Zelgadis would continue living as a chimera, never knowing that the power to change back to human existed on another world.

But he'd know. And Rezo would know.

Dammit. Being the better person stunk. He didn't see what people like Amelia saw in it.

(Except that Caleb and Essek and several people he'd never tracked down but who had used the train's shops to get the supplies had been the better people. He couldn't repay them, but he could pay it forward.)

So, Zelgadis actually had to track down Rezo, trying not to act like a sulky and resentful child about the whole thing. "There you are."

Yugi Mutou | Yu-Gi-Oh!

[sizedoesntmatter]

Yugi already knew he had to go home. He had to deal with the situation and more than likely the news that he was finally awake after so long in a coma. Being a big name does that after all.

But Yugi knew he wasn't going to leave without saying good bye and giving out items he created himself with his abilities he gained while on his journey. If you knew him or not he figured he would at least think to make something for everyone as a remind of their journey.

"...I'm sorry to ask but... would you want something made as a reminder of the journey you had here?"

Re: Yugi Mutou | Yu-Gi-Oh!

[najaran]

"Something...?"

Esteban | Purple Team | OTA

[crowneddragon]

..:: I - Little gifts ::..
The... loss is hard on him.

They're not gone yet, he hasn't lost them yet, but it weighs, like a cloud over his head, and he struggles with it. Time becomes warped, becomes difficult. Thoughts become difficult. At a loss against what he can do, Esteban struggles.

Finding himself in an arts room similar to the carriage from the train... helps. He finds colourful papers and pretty coloured ink that he likes, and laying the tiny puff of a stuffed toy nearby, he sets himself on the delicate task that he can try. A little gift for each of his friends. He's not talented with his hands, but he can try this. He pours what he can of his enthusiasm into each carefully penned word, even when he feels another person coming nearby.

"Wanna join me?" He's cheerful enough as he asks, but there are tears at the corners of his eyes, clinging precariously to the lashes while he works. He brushes them off before they can fall.

..:: II - Smiles all around ::..
"Oh! Hey!" Papers and gifts aren't the only thing he can do! Emboldened, strengthened into this, he's darting along the hallways, his grin bright and sunny as he arrows down to find his friends, to find people from the VoidTrecker, to find anyone he thinks might appreciate this. He's beaming, wide as sunshine as he approaches, basket in hand, filled with the third batch of cookies. Let's not tattle about the two first ones.

They're a little wonky, and not all even, with the melted chocolate chips dripping a bit on the little cupcake bags he'd found to hold them. He'd been too hasty in his effort to make them, and they look it, but Esteban can't let it get to him. He has gifts to give out, and this is one of them.

"Found you!~" He cheers, grinning wide and extending the basket out with much more strength than necessary, straight out to his companion as he crows cheerfully. "Here! Have one!"

..:: III - Grief's shelter ::..
One of the six simulation doors is in use. The door unlocked.

Inside it, Esteban takes a deep, slow breath. It's just as he remembered.

Four wooden chairs surrounding an oak table. The cushions mismatched. Overhead, strung to the ceiling beams are long-dried flowers, and leaves, herbs to soothe any aches he's known. He sways through the small room and to the back, where a worktable is set in front of the hearth, with tools of Adrian's trade. Esteban could recognize them if he tried, but he's not here for that.

It's the hearth that he's come here for. Funny enough. Set at the very end of the room, tucked between a door and a window. Its wide, sturdy stone and concrete dominates the wall, and makes for easy bonfires when the nights grow too cold, and the entire house needs to be heated.

But for now, there's nothing but a small fire, crackling and merrily greeting its favourite companion, and Esteban clambers onto the wide stone, to the back, and tucked against the window, one knee tucked up against his chest. It smells of ashes, and fire, and outside the paneled glass, the rain pours down in sheets so thick, he cannot see the world beyond.

His lungs sting. His eyes blurr. On the edge of a memory, Esteban lowers his head.

And mourns.

Re: Esteban | Purple Team | OTA

[najaran]

little gifts

Najaran found Esteban and all but barreled into him, so relieved. "My world still exists! It is okay! So we can find each other again after! Mina says she knows a way, so we all have to work together so we can all find each other again! I can take you to all the best places for yummy food!" she said, excited.

She hugged him tightly, so excited. Then she saw the stuff. "What are you doing?"

Rapunzel | Tangled

[adropofsunlight]

For many, the choice seemed to be rather hard. But for Rapunzel it was honestly easy. She would love to be able to go back and just confront her Mother and walk away with her head held high and her freedom. But she knew if she did that she couldn't come back and that hurt her more.

So for her the choice to stay and let the healing power die with her was obvious. The power was what her mother wanted, now she will never get to use it again. That thought in mind made her a little happy. It was her way of standing up, by killing her body for good and living a life she choose for herself.

But it did mean having to say goodbye to many people and it was a good thing to do.

So she can either be found:

- Wondering around, going to see people she knew and wanting to give them a hug if they want.

- Doing her art somewhere, the memories that she has made with people. A small smile upon her face as she drew.

Cassie Cage | Closed to Bulma

[nutkrusher]

Bulma might notice Cassie eyeing her from time to time throughout their time on the station. She's waiting for their moment - one with the least potential possible for prying ears nearby.

Perhaps Bulma ends up getting the hint, because she finally finds her in an ideal spot - a secluded hallway, free of prying eyes and visible listening devices.

She approaches her, her voice barely above a whisper.

"So, hey, can we talk about something?"