The Twenty-Fifth Trial [Mirror] - Winners and Endgame

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Who: Heroes
When:Day 52, night
Where: near the Train

The rain falls harder, and the snake sneers at you as you exit the temples... Lightning strikes and the snake laughs like thunder... But that's all, the mocking laughter rings in your ears as the scenery shifts back to the normal Train area. Those who revive will do so near the Train as the winners and survivors reappear.

Ginger and Licorice double win for both surviving and targeting a Priest! For these teams they get 800 points.

Jasmine wins for surviving! They get 500 points.

Everyone on a winning team is revived and fully healed.

Everyone else... Is revived. And healed. However in whatever death wounds they received they have, instead of scars, white scales for their skin.

Smaller wounds will regenerate in a one to two days and will leave scales instead of scars unless healed otherwise.

All Kami remain hungry and able to shift to their monster form for the next day or so. Only meat will relieve this hunger.

Any Kami that were mad at the end of the game will retain a bit of mental instability for a day, in whatever form you prefer.

Priests, if they normally have powers, will find themselves somewhat weaker for a day.

It is not ICly known that these effects will wear off.

Comments

[crimeson]

Oh, they made me stronger. But that wasn't better. I'm weaker now than I used to be, probably, but I don't have to be strong on my own anymore.

And I can't stop caring, because caring is what did make me better. I can't go back to that.

[voreaciously]

Who did?

[but she ruminates on that. it's a little like katsuki, but yet different. she never thought him weaker for caring, he had to do that to survive. she wouldn't have traded that part of him for the world.

so she cannot say she doesn't understand that part.

but...]

There are different forms of strength, that much I do know and understand, but I have had to rely on myself, barring rare exceptions.

[crimeson]

My family. My father especially.

[he sighs.]

I'm not saying you have to be like me. There are different ways to be. But I don't think this way is working for you. And if you disagree... I can't keep doing this.

[voreaciously]

[He's told her not to run away but it seems easier to simply cut ties, to let him go and be happy and healthy. She doesn't understand how that isn't the preferable solution--he's even telling her that he cannot continue this way, and that is sensible. It is quite sensible, actually.

She's noticed that he'd since been keeping his distance, that was something of her aim, but she did not realise that he'd still been...affected, had thought he'd washed his hands clean of it.

Of her.

She will try to fix it, but she isn't certain how. She cannot give him what he wants, mostly. She could take Crow's advice and simply aiim to be better at hiding it.

But she did mean what he said, she doesn't think he's stupid and he might cotton onto it if she's not constantly vigilant about it.]

...Why do you not believe it is working?

[please randy she's so stupid about her self-destruction.

but let's start with that. what isn't working about her everything. she needs more data before she can attempt a fix.]

[crimeson]

You punish yourself constantly. And everyone around you if they question what you're doing. How is that working?

[voreaciously]

Avoidable failure cannot be tolerated.

[she says it instinctively. but thinks harder on the second part. That confuses her.]

...How are others punished?

[crimeson]

...I don't... know how to respond to any of that without yelling.

[give him a minute.]

Look. Anyone trying to question it is trying to help you. That's going out on a limb, emotionally. That's getting invested. And you reject every attempt, wholesale, every time. And you get cold, and even more detached, and that's the opposite of what they want if they're trying to help, you know? You're lashing out at anyone who tries to help you by doubling down on what you're doing. You still have an impact on people, even if you think you shouldn't.

[voreaciously]

You may yell, if you wish.

[ACTIVE LISTENING.]

I do not understand that, truly I do not. I am not exactly what you would term "good with people". It is a waste of time.

[so how on earth can she have an impact? why would anyone care?]

I suppose in your case, it is not completely beyond me. We are teammates, for better or worse, but otherwise, how should I effectively communicate that help is not needed, in that case? I can and should often help myself.

[crimeson]

80H. You refused to let me treat your absurdly broken and fucked up hand earlier. No one can trust you to know when you actually need help, because you never want it, no matter how clearly it's needed. That's what I'm fuckin' talking about. You could be bleeding out on the cold hard ground with someone offering you assistance and you'd tell them to stop wasting their time. I am pretty sure exactly that has happened!

[voreaciously]

...

[



listen okay that was a dozen every single goddamned one time. Don't call her out like this.

At any rate, she does not deny that accusation. She could lie, it would be so easy, but she is trying, here.

Very well, it seems she will have to tell him, maybe then he'll understand]

Helping me is a pointless endeavour. I am already deceased. A ghost. [ayep] Whatever happens to me ultimately does not matter, because my existence will persist. It is, otherwise, only pain.

Further, I know my personality is excruciatingly difficult. I realise I am exhausting. Without my intending to [mostly] I am quite frustrating and grating to most people, and especially to you and from the first. I have made you shoot me. I know that, should this dialogue not bear productive results, you will, rightfully, understandably, wash your hands of me as best as you are able. I am not about to make my own weaknesses and failings a burden to others, least of all to you.

Lastly, it did not feel right to heal it in that instance. I ate someone, I could bear the consequences.

[crimeson]

--Stop that! Stop trying to use me as proof that you aren't worth effort!

[voreaciously]

Eh? I am not...

[that catches her off-guard.]

[crimeson]

If I stick it out and wreck myself I'm just proof you weren't worth it, but if I give up then I'm just proof you weren't worth it! I'm damned if I do and damned if I don't. But whether or not you change is dependent on you!

[voreaciously]

[ah...that is not really fair, is it?]

That was never...[but intentions don't really matter. if it's how he feels, it is how he feels.]

My apologies.

[crimeson]

[puts his head in his hands. can't handle apologies right now.]

It's just... it's hard. You don't even want my help. So I shouldn't care what impact my stopping trying would have on you. But I can't stop.

[voreaciously]

[wow she has royally exceptionally fucked up.]

I...do not wish to burden you is all. I never have, Randy-han. I thought it would be easier that way.

[crimeson]

It's not like I didn't try to tell you...

[but she didn't listen then, so of course when he tried to hold back for her comfort it just looked to her like he stopped pushing himself.]

[voreaciously]

[A part of her remains somewhat confused. She simply did not realise she had this deep of an effect of him, for better or worse.

It is...kind of frightening to think about, actually. She is not supposed to matter in most cases, she does her absolute best not to matter. So how is it that she's failed so utterly in that endeavour?

But looking now, listening now, she cannot deny the damage she has done, willfully or otherwise. This is...unacceptable. Everyone would be so ashamed of her, but not half as much as she feels in this moment.]

I...[this is difficult, this is extremely difficult, but there's been an elephant in her room, and if she wants to fix this, she needs to commit to something. Something important, maybe then he can believe her, maybe then she can salvage it.

Her shoulders slump slightly, but she holds herself upright.]

...No, the fault never lay with you. You are an exceptionally kind man, Randy-han. I have always known that, and it has been terrifying to me. [her voice is quiet, but it carries clearly. she folds her hands in front of her.]

There was someone in Jasmine who arrived with me, someone I knew. He meant the world to me, and then he was gone, so soon, after we were both brought here. We'd always been together, ever since we met and--[no, she's getting away from the point.]

It is...difficult when people leave, so I resolved to...maintain my distance. I thought it best for...everyone, but really also for me. I am not very strong. I do not offer that as an excuse, simply a reason and I do not mean to make you culpable for my behaviour or place upon you unfair burdens or expectations, I simply...

[she's scared. she's always been scared, really. Her Mother would surely toss her away if she were here.]

[crimeson]

...And I replaced him. Or at least, everyone who left.

[it isn't like he doesn't get it. jasmine essentially coming down to just the two of them definitely made the way they are around each other harder. he thought, on some level, she didn't want to accept anyone because she was left alone.]

[voreaciously]

No, no...that is not fair to you to say. It just...happened that way. He's gone and you are here, but no one was replaced.

[It still hurts. Every day it hurts. She will not, cannot forget Katsuki, but she has to focus on the moment.]

Whether or not I intended it, and in some cases, I suppose I did, I have hurt you tremendously with my thoughtlessness, disregard, and cruelty. I apologise for my part in making you suffer. I will...do as you ask and do my best to be better.

[crimeson]

...Okay. That's all I'll ask for.

I... can't promise that I'll be able to stick it out, even so. I don't wanna fuck up our chances of saving everyone, if I can't get a handle on myself. But it doesn't mean you failed, if I do.

[voreaciously]

I do not wish for you to promise anything, especially if it could prove detrimental to your well-being. I did this and will accept the consequences of my actions.

[she bows deeply]

Thank you for everything until now.