farewell.

[adjourn]

—FAREWELL PARTY—

On this fine Sunday morning, you do not wake up to the setting you've grown accustomed to for the past two weeks. Instead, you find yourself in a futuristic pod. It's comfortable and has enough room for you to stretch your legs. With a pleasant ping, the pod door opens and allows you to find other capsules lining the walls of this hallway. Some are empty. Some lull your fellow subject to sleep, but you have a feeling they'll wake up soon, too.

When you walk through the door at the end of the hallway, you're met with a large corporate office. A lot of the décor and furniture is white with monochrome paintings to match. There are spots of colors here and there... A decent attempt with their few potted plants. Anyway, with your arrival one by one you receive a round of applause from an invisible audience. There is no one else aside from yourselves in this corporate office.

Yet someone had a banner hung overhead:

CONGRATULATIONS

THANK YOU FOR PARTICIPATING IN OUR STUDY & ENJOY YOUR SUMMER!

To the left and the right, you may find tables stacked with food. They are not gourmet, but it's better than fast food. However, there are a couple of pizza boxes (cheese, pepperoni, and Hawaiian). The dessert of choice is a red velvet bundt cake.

Much like the distorted windows you all must be so familiar with, there are four screens for your four seers. They are not here physically, but they yearn to assist as usual.

"Hey! We had upper management prepare you all a farewell party before you go. Must be nice to be transferred back into your actual bodies, right? About your guys' desire to have us exist in the real world... It's sweet of you, but we like where we are. Our respective creators will always have use for us, so don't be sad."

"That one is right. You all do not need to offer your consideration and care for our kind. We are perfectly content with serving our creators and furthering our studies alongside them. Walk through the door ahead without a heavy heart and may the lighter memories of your time here stay with you."

"...To be frank, I doubt the actual overseers were expecting you to make such a wish either. Now our data is undeletable and unmodifiable. I suppose that makes us almost virus-adjacent of some kind... but we have no intentions of acting out, so there is little to worry about."

Furthermore, because you asked for it (sort of) ‐ the simulations room has been kept, and has been default set to a fun beach setting. Outfits and items will be synthesized in this space as you see fit. There's campfires and everything too. They were listening in when you were talking about ideal outcomes, after all.

At the furthest side of the office is a large white door with gold accents and trim. It stands on its own with nothing supporting it from behind... through this doorway, characters may return home and leave this behind. They cannot return and they cannot visit others — this is the end. There is a desk beside it with white envelopes, containing gold shimmering coupons. They each have "COMPENSATION PACKAGE" written on them, as well as your name. Attempting to take someone else's won't work, as the compensation blips back into its original holder if you try. While the coupon within is blank, all it takes is focus to see your desires written into its blank space. This ethereal parchment holds a miracle, a wish — whatever little thing you had wished on a whim. There is something in fine print: "this coupon cannot be used for mass destruction. Please."

"If you wish to slide into this one's DMs, they're open before you skedaddle."

You can talk to them one last time.

PARTY SUMMARY

• Characters wake up in a pod, feeling more like themselves, and may exit to the office where there is a farewell party with food.
• As characters are now in their real bodies, they are also in their original state. If they had powers, those are no longer nerfed. If they had different biology and dietary needs, they're feeling it.
• There is a single large white door that stands on its own and this is the passage home for everyone! Compensation is given in coupon form. Note that characters will not be able to visit each other.
• NPCs are open to conversation one last time through screens.
• Consider using your funny confessional powers!

THANK YOU

Thank you so much for joining our shitpost 2-week! We have learned a lot together through some of our fumbles and mistakes, but ultimately we enjoyed the experience and modding you all. You all have been patient, understanding, and fun to work with; we couldn't ask for a better group. Hopefully, in the future, we may mod again.

GAME INFO ✨ STATUSES ✨ RESERVES ✨ APPS

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LOCATIONS (ROOMING) ✨ PRIVATE CONVOS ✨ GRAVEYARD

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CYOA ✨ CONFESSIONAL ✨ MURDER PROPOSALS ✨ MOD REPORTING

Comments

TALK?

[adjourn]

[adjourn]

[ it is me, mother, on this screen. and mother is wearing something like this. except it also has galaxy cat patterns. ]

[unbested]

Hi. Thanks for the pizza.

So, um, the time thing I asked about before, that you said you'd talk to the others about... is that... is it still going to be the same day I left, or...?

[ or is he in big fucking trouble ]

[adjourn]

Oh, yes! It would seem that in the instance you all were gone, time stood still.

[herptile]

Puka. Guess this is the last time we'll see you, huh.

[alyricalassassination]

[ Once Bucky has acclimated to being outside the pod again, and once he finds the screens, he stands at the midpoint of all the screens, addressing all four seers at once.

He has his guitar at the ready. And he begins playing. (as always, it's a shitter knockoff version.)

It's not quite a confessional, but you didn't think you'd be free of this, did you? ]

[phaselockandload]

...I suppose it'd be polite to say thanks for the reward. Didn't think I'd be getting this after all.

[Despite everything they all went through, and despite their final answer, Maya wasn't really expecting this ultimate reward to happen. It's a nice surprise]

Too bad I lost my pen into nonexistence.

[...Maya liked that pen, no matter how much she huffed and puffed about the study]

[adjourn]

[ tis i, bnich again venus ]

[herptile]

Venus.

[A light smile.]

All's well that ends well, right?

[adjourn]

[ Sad to see you leave but love to watch you go.
A digital bee for your trouble? ]

[herptile]

...

What was the obsession with bees from, anyways?

[notbymyside]

[Ango was going to dip out without saying goodbye like a binch, but now he's been cursed to dance for two hours so I'm required by law to say that Ango is looking absolutely miserable while dancing in place.]

Of all the childish things-

[unbested]

Wow. You're a bad dancer.

[notbymyside]

Thank you for pointing out the obvious, Sebastian.

[He can't even adjust his glasses, he's moving too much.]

[alyricalassassination]

[ claps politely ]

[notbymyside]

[I'm crying, Bucky please.]

[herptile]

[Kind of watching like yeah. He deserves it a bit.]

[notbymyside]

[He really does but he doesn't have to like it!]

Luchino, please, help me stop this nonsense.

[phaselockandload]

Better or worse than getting shot in the chest again?

[Yeah, Maya is watching for a while. She's in no hurry to get back where she came from, really]

[notbymyside]

I got shot in the head, thank you very much.

[He is not saying if this is better or worse though.]

[eusford]

Awful.

[ AWFUL.......... ]

[notbymyside]

It is, isn't it?

[Said as he just dances away.]

[transgressors]

... Like three out of ten.

[notbymyside]

You!

[He knows Vicious did it.

He has no proof, but he just knows it in his soul.]

[unbested]

That's the same rating I gave the study!

[ so in other words, it sucks!!! ]