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[killerwaves]

SEE YOU

Welcome to...

Well, this ain't the islands anymore. You might see pieces of the island, a go-kart floating in the distance, the waterfall flowing upside down, a giant lollipop, all floating in what's similar to a nebula in space. Actually, it's closer to the void you've all grown to know so well over the weeks.

Fret not because the air here is breathable even if the landscape defies physics. Scattered throughout the "land" are shadowy portals, each leading to all of your homeworlds, at the exact time you had left off. Manipulating space-time is convenient like that.

Your u-pinions somehow, have survived, and they'll continue to function as an intranet between all of you. Oh, and everyone will gain the power to return to this space whenever they'd like and utilize the portals as they wish.

Your vacation is finally over, but this doesn't have to be goodbye.

(( OOC: Happy Good End Everyone! You all earned this. We hope you had a great time, and from the three of us, thanks for joining us on this wild ride! ))

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[conchy]

Bon travail, Vergilius! At a time like this, you really should be smiling!

[But as usual, Lobelia is smiling enough for the two of them. Time to go!]

[immortalpoet]

Hrm. Maybe.

[how do you smile again]

We have a lot of work to do. Don't want to take a nap in this lovely void before we go?

[conchy]

[Trying is a good start! From now on, he'll have plenty of time to try and ply the smiles out of Vergilius.]

Non, merci! It's for the better that we say our goodbyes and get to the task at hand. Besides, I believe death was a long enough nap.

[immortalpoet]

It was, wasn't it.

[DAMM WIZARD GARDEN....okay no it wasn't THAT bad. maybe]

...You don't have anyone to say goodbye to where you're from, huh. But I guess that portal to your world is here still...

[conchy]

[Smiling wryly, Lobelia shakes his head.]

Non. I suppose going home is an option regardless, but there is nothing beyond my archive waiting for me there.

[...]

What do you think? Would you like to go home with me?

[immortalpoet]

...

[He tilts his head, thoughtfully.]

I have to finish the job. But if that succeeds...call me curious.

[conchy]

[A gentle correction:]

We have a job to finish.

[You won't be alone anymore.]

Let's get started, shall we? There's no time like the present!

[immortalpoet]

...That's right. We do.

[A brief little smile.]

[We do.]

You're so eager. Need I remind you, the City isn't for the faint of heart. Though maybe I should warn the City about you...

[conchy]

Heh! I'd beg you to remember who you're dealing with here, mon cher. There isn't much I can't easily handle.

[He's not afraid to walk hand-in-hand into chaos and utter bedlam, but speaking of that? Lobelia smiles, offering his upturned palm to Vergilius. M'old man?]

If you've said your goodbyes, let's be on our way. I have a promesse to keep.

[immortalpoet]

Let's see how you face against an Abnormality and then we'll talk.

[he's going to throw lobelia in mirror dungeon runs and leave him. bye]

[A pause, but he takes that hand. Another pause. A shift - a brief movement to pull the man's hand up to kiss his knuckles and then drop it haha hopefully nobody saw nobody look thanks]

Alright. Let's go.

[conchy]

[Ah... What is this? Some physical affection in front of god and everyone? Lobelia manages not to burst into ecstatic laughter, but he's still grinning like an idiot in the wake of that kiss.]

Oui! I'll be right behind you, Vergilius. Comme toujours.

[He twirls on his heels (horrifying) before following after Vergilius into the start of their future together. Goodbye, murder island. Thanks for all the pleasant(?) memories, but most importantly, thank you for his hot Italian wife.]