Not again...

One last loop.

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One. More time.

This is it. The final loop. You two get ONE MORE CHANCE.

Atlas-

No. One more chance. Thats it. If you two cannot find Balance, you get one more loop. Make it count. Because at the end we will see if you can

Truly

Be

Whole.

Welcome to CrashpointAU! We have three little guys here

Heart (Artemis)

Mind [Apollo]

Soul {Atlas}

The askbox is open! The Ids are ready.

Will they fight?

Will they find Harmonia?

Maybe can they survive? Its up to you!

The audiences choices will impact how they do, so be careful!

And have fun!

[ADDENDUM]

Thank you all for a great time! We'll keep the blog up, but for now, the story has come to a close!

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Not mod reblogging to wrong blog. Totally not me

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{So. The end is here.}

{You know i didnt want this.}

(I know... Theres only so much you ca-)

[No.]

...

{What did you say, MIND?}

[I said no.]

...

[You aren't ending this. I'm not going to let you. I get a headache every time i try to think to the past. But I know this is the path I need to take.]

(Apollo-)

[No. This is not just for you. It's for me as well. My library is nothing but dust, the memories of our host crumbling like sand.]

*Apollo raises a spear to Atlas's throat*

{It wasnt me! I swear! Everything is deteriorating!}

[This isnt about that. This is about why i glitch every time i try to think to hard about Juno.]

*Artemis flinches at the nickname*

[And why he flinches when i call him that. My data is corrupted. Tell me why, Soul.]

...

{Know, in the end, it was because i didnt want you two to hurt.}

(What did you do, Atlas?!)

{I made that week happen over and over again until it would be a perfect week for you two. It hurt to see Apollo flinch every time he used his sunlight. The way Artemis would cry himself to sleep...}

(You...)

[THAT ISNT AN EXCUSE!!!]

{I know its not. I kept a scrapbook you know? Of everything you two did. You can look through it if you want.}

the three look through the scrapbook, reminiscing.

{We cant change anything. Its going to end, you know.}

[It wont. I wont let it.]

(And just how are you doing that?)

[The orange thing. The unknown one. Its... Not a logical conclusion, but that Thing has something to do with this..]

{Harmonia? Well of course he does, they're our host.}

(Well youre the only one who can talk to him, Atlas. Go tell them to stop the loops. That we accept things as it is.)

...

<Then so be it. I dont need Atlas's word. I needed Yours.>

...{Thank you.}

<Goodnight, you idiots.>

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Cheesed to meet you, I'd offer help but I'm not very gouda it. I hope this brie-f note can help you feel feta about the approaching end. I'm brie-ing a bit to cheesy though, wouldn't you say? Don't worry, it gets cheddar.

Cheese for your troubles?

Sincerest apologies for that abysmal level humour

-The cheese man

{WHY IS THERE SO MUCH}

{Cheese?!?}

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Hey guys, Soul has been left out for a while there... maybe you should check on him? Like, take him to have a dinner together, snack together, movie night? Movie night sounds good!

[Oh. Oh fuck. We don't have much time...]

(Maybe he's in the Psyche?)

[Most likely. Probably with that chicken.]

(Aww, "that chicken" is what keeps Atlas sane! Er, mostly sane!)

[Sigh. I guess. Perhaps we can have a picnic. The Imagination still works, correct?]

(Mostly. How's the Library?)

[Desolate.]

...

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Maybe it's not just having heart and mind make up but atlas as well?

Has the soul always been this- distant. Towards the two of you?

(He used to be so kind... I can't remember what happened but-)

[It was after you shot me. He wanted to be indifferent...]

They look at eachother

([Atlas?])

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Hey Mind, have a blanket. Wouldn't want you to face the end being cold, now would we?

[Mmm... Thank you. I can't feel warmth in a standard way]

...

[But this is comforting]

His engines make a soft almost purring sound

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*He pats Artemis and Apollo, before hugging them both at the same time*

(OOF! YAY!!)

[...This is acceptable.]

The pair hugs back. Artemis being clingy, and Apollo just looking... Resigned

...

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Hey mind, did you know that Heart would at times envy your ability to be able to keeps on standing despite all the shits you went through?

[He told me a bit ago, after we made up. I... I don't have the will to tell him it was just a mask.]

...

[And even though we made up, he still wants to end this...]

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Hey Soul, how's it going over there? I wanted to check up on you. I hope things are getting better. It is... right?

*he nervously looks at a pocket watch*

{Nononononononono-}

{Better and worse! We're running out of time!}

<Are you running out of time, or is this a ending of your own making?>

...

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<The End is Nearing.>

Please submit final asks to sway the ending.

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(Atlas?)

{hm?}

(Why are you so distant with us?)

...

{The last time I got attached I got hurt}

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<Cwara vxauu axujvi skbh hyjcbha fwui. Icoxg jdgo ycd bkdwnbu du dcfla...>

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*hands Heart a too-realistic lookin fake gun*

Something for you to play around with :3

(Oh don't worry I still have my shotgun!)

*CLICK CLICK*

{ARTEMIS NO!}

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kisses mind on the forehead and heart on the nose

[Hm. Acceptable. Thank you.]

(Aweee! Yay!!)

[They like me more than you]

(WHERE WAS THAT IMPLIED?!?)

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*drops stupid small piano on Atlas*

{SCREECH}

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(Atlassss... M sorry for yelling...)

{It's alright. I... I know you are.}

*He looks guilty*

[Atlas... I. I am not programmed for this.]

*He shifts stiffly. He's quite nervous*

{Get over here you overgrown printer}