ENDGAME

[killerwaves]

FINAL TRIAL

"ENJOY THE REST OF YOUR STAY!!! :-)"

That's a message from Chirpy, as that group leaves the records room. Though really, there's not much time left; a fact impressed upon you regardless of whether you had a overly helpful bumbling robot or not.

Take some time to discuss what you've found and equip your new found loot in the open research lab. It's not a bad place for an impromptu meeting considering it's size.

Though sooner, rather than later, you'll need to head deeper still, to meet your two administrators, who surely know you're coming by now.

(( OOC: Welcome to Endgame! This is for all the bananas, so good luck! We'll give you 1 hour OOC to discuss your invest findings, and then it's onto the final confrontation. ))

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1/???

[killerwaves]

[ As you're finalizing your strategy and any last minute prep, there's a ding. No cause for alarm though, because it's just the elevator arriving, opening it's doors to...

well nothing. There's no one inside, and you can look up and down, left and right, but it's completely empty. The service elevator (which means all of you can fit without it being an OSHA hazard) will wait patiently until everyone is on board. And once everyone is, it's time to go below.

The trip is uneventful, and sadly there's no elevator music. The doors ding open. ]

2/?????

[allworknoplague]

[Stepping out of the elevator once more onto the second level...

Some things have changed.

It's not an entirely new floor, exactly -- the holding area and archives you spent so much time gallivanting in are still there, still square and still Chirpy-tastic... but they're now dwarfed by what looks like an entire area extension that somehow happened in the time you were away.

It really just looks like a big cargo bay, complete with closed garage doors, some equipment laying out there (looks like it spilled over from the holding area and some of it looks similar to stuff from the robot hangar), and... a series of couches. A houseplant. Some coffee tables with what look like unnecessarily colorful mechanical parts (that look suspiciously bird-like). Why.

Perched on one of those couches is Overhaul, it looks like he's been turning a tiny sungem over in his hands. He cocks his head, running his gaze over the assembled crowd.]

Hmm. Can't say I'm a fan of uninvited visitors. Uninvited visitors who don't knock, well...

[With a lazy wave, the bird is released and it hovers in classic hummingbird fashion -- it's hard to tell from here whether it's actually a bird or entirely mechanical. He doesn't stand just yet.]

How about we have a talk first? Or are you more interested in jumping in with guns blazing?

3/3!

[handsheld]

[ Rounding out your administrative duo, as always, is Shigaraki. He's also on the couch, curled up in one corner with a PSP. A cheerful eclectic bop filters through the room before he turns off the system. He shifts positions though doesn't stand yet either. ]

Yo. You know, the last time my place got crashed by a buncha do-gooders, they said they brought pizza. Whaddya got?

[townmusician]

Are you really playing Katamari right now?

[man, he wishes he was that relaxed.

and that he had a psp. or a switch. he'd prefer a switch, honestly.]

[plunges]

Is that like Street Fighter?

[townmusician]

No. Not every game is like Street Fighter, Xiao.

[He'll explain it later, if they don't like. Die, or something.]

[handsheld]

Yup. Why, is there somethin' else I'm supposed to be doing?

[townmusician]

No? I don't know your life and your schedule, but it wouldn't be my first pick for how to pass the time.

[divector]

[ Ibuki being Ibuki, immediately waves to Shigaraki, completely ignoring the rest of all that. ]

Hey, more Katamari today?

[handsheld]

[ He waves back of course! ]

Maybe later. Somethin' tells me they'll be a lot of katamari IRL first.

[idologue]

[ Shigaraki gets a smile despite it all. ]

This might be the only place more inconvenient for a picnic than the golf area was.

[ And she did, she will remind you, cart a whole lot of food over there. ]

[handsheld]

[ And she gets a smile back too. ]

Hey, least it's not the go-karts.

[microtransactions]

[ throws a pack of skittles at him ]

[chrysaline]

You really came prepared, Magolor!

[finalmix]

[ is somehow not surprised but where'd u get the skittles from??? share???? ]

[handsheld]

[ He catches it easily and laughs. The skittles do not go poof into dust, maybe we can really just all talk this out today? ]

Skittles, huh? Grats, you're now officially most generous than the Symbol of Peace is!

[chosenwang]

You know, it's rude of you to go all quiet on us so we thought to drop on by. Must have left the pizza back on the surface though. [ Too bad so sad ]

You might as well talk, Mr. Haul. [ Let's get the villain chat over with ]

[dupiety]

[quiet snort]

[allworknoplague]

[There's a brief blink.]

... You know how systems are these days, both behind the times and totally inflexible, especially when the lab guys are requisitioning them. Usually a title is enough.

[He spreads his hands. The hummingbird has made a circuit of the couch and landed in the houseplant; it looks like that's the most familiar thing here for it, so it's hiding there.

Nothing else moves in the cargo bay; Overhaul's voice echoes a bit, just to be dramatic I guess.]

Since you've already had a tour, you probably know the islands are about to go. It's unclear, actually, if it's just the archipelago or this entire dimension. Or if this dimension even still exists outside this archipelago. Food for thought.

I've figured out the precise way to reverse the way we came here. Time, space, destination. It's not a piece of cake applying that across the board, I'll tell you that much.

The problem is the energy requirements.

[necrotiem]

[What...in the fuck?

But in response to Overhaul's question, she says, a bit like a dog on a lead,] I know which I'd prefer, but I've a feeling I'd be overruled.

[chrysaline]

[ Hm, are they on the same wavelength again? #justroommatethings ]

[microtransactions]

[ honestly there's a reason magolor's keeping his hands out of sight after having thrown the skittles, so

quin is so valid ]

[diabolizes]

[ honestly he was expecting them to all come in here and attack immediately ]

[dupiety]

How generous of you two to stick around while this dimension eats itself alive.

Or are you still making last-minute preparations?

[allworknoplague]

This dimension always had a deadline. I always planned on finishing my projects beforehand -- we can't all be as carefree as the lot of you.

This is last-minute preparations. I reward those who work for me, which technically all of you have, so I'm prepared to make a few offers and maybe a few concessions.