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Welcome to the killing game, everyone. This post will explain all the information you need to know about this blog! This includes: rules, the cast list, who is alive, and other things us mods feel are important enough and need said. Please enjoy the show. 🎬

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The Ending

“Oi, Putri..”

“Yes?”

“Ya run dis place, right?”

“More or less…”

“Well! Can ya make an executive fuckin’ order ta install some cell tower, now!?” Iyabo barked, raising her phone in the air in a desperate attempt to find a signal. “Urgh! Ya gotta be kiddin’, outta all te times ta get no service-!”

“Oh! I’ll check my phone!” Fay piped up, searching her pockets, fumbling but finding nothing in the end. In her other free hand was a laptop she found in her holding cell and decided to take with her, unbeknownst to Fay, Chiaki resided inside of it. Fay began to pout, leaning over to Leigh. “Pst! I can’t find my phone, do you have one…?” She asked in a whisper.

Leigh pouted sadly. “No.. I don’t have a phone…” They sniffled.

“This is horrible! We’re gonna be stuck on this shitstain of an island forever now!” Hiyoko whines with teary eyes and an upset scowl. “A-All because you idiots can’t find a phone booth!”

“You’re welcome to search for one yourself, Hiyoko.” Aditi commented, entering the scene while still carrying an unconscious Miu in her arms.

“Audi! Jesus- what the hell happened to you guys!?” Hajime asked with genuine concern, hovering next to her like an overprotective mother hen.

“Me and the robot sat down and had a wonderful game of chess…” Aditi grumbled sarcastically, whipping some blood from the corner of her mouth. “Have you found a way to return home yet?”

“Not exactly..” Finn commented gently, realizing Iyabo was in too frazzled of a state to answer properly. He was more worried about her getting too frustrated and throwing the phone in the ocean.

Angie had her hands clasped together in prayer, humming and focusing all of her energy. “Atua, if you can hear Angie now… we are in a great time of need. Could you perhaps send us a savior of sorts? Another god? A ship? Perhaps a plane?? Both! Atua says he will give us both!” She brightens.

“Oh yea? Why don’tcha ask yer god where te fuck they are then, huh!? ‘Cause ‘m not seein’ it!” Iyabo growled at the artist, who merely shrugged in response. “Can ya take this seriously!? If we don’t get outta ‘ere, we could become fuckin’ war prisoners! Do ya want that, airhead-!?”

While everyone else was bickering, Ivy had been off to the side. One arm was wrapped around her sister, who had once again gone catatonic. The other was outstretched, with her hand holding up a faintly glowing red cube. The cube spun in the air, occasionally collapsing in on itself before reforming. Then, in a flash of red, it vanished, but not before sending out something akin to a dying message. Letting her arm fall, Ivy whispered to herself.

“…I trust in you, Paff. Bring us home…”

In that exact moment a plane flew right over their heads at incredible speeds, the noise of the engine so loud that conversing was impossible for a couple of seconds, the small plane turning around and circling over the island.

“AHOYYY!” A voice called out excitedly. From the same direction the plane came from, a small ship appeared, coming directly at them. At the top a familiar man standing.

“Is everyone alright?! We’re ‘ere ta pick ya landlubbers up!” It was Drake, waving at the group with his hooked hand, grinning widely. And he came with a whole cavalry of familiar faces, all there for the rescue mission.

Aditi and Iyabo gawked at their sudden appearance, while Putri began jumping up and down violently and waving her arms. “Here!! Heeeerreeee!! You’re here!!!” She squealed happily.

“Nyahaha! You see, Atua never disappoints!” Angie proclaimed with a big smile, pointing at the crusade here to save them.

Drake grinned, yelling back: “Of course! We’ve been lookin’ fer ya the whole time!” He turned, informing his crew: “Get ready. We’re ‘bout to dock.”

The plane stopped its high circling after finally finding a nearby spot to land, probably causing a lot of commotion but at least landing smoothly, the hatch opening and revealing a very familiar pilot, taking off his helmet and jumping out, asking: “Is everyone alright?! We should leave as fast as possible!”

The boat docked successfully and Drake made his way down the bridge, ordering: “Quick, ‘fore we be spotted. We gotta set sail quickly!”

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Kaede quickly followed off the bridge of the boat, small weapon in hand. Her eyes darted around the group— spotting people she’d never seen before, people she’d met once or twice before, people she was good friends with— the whole array. It took her an extra second or two to finally spot her girlfriend, though— but to be fair, the pianist expected her to be upright like everyone else.

Her heart dropped in her chest once she saw Miu unconscious in Aditi’s arms. Before she was fully aware of what she was doing, she already felt her bandaged legs moving as she ran over to the two— worst-case scenarios already spinning in her mind.

“A-Aditi…!” Kaede exclaimed, slowing to a stop in front of the tall girl and the others standing near her. “It’s… it’s so good to see you all, you don’t know how glad I am that you’re okay— you all need to either get on the ship or the plane so we can get out of here,” she insisted. “What… what happened to Miu? She’s okay, right?” the pianist added, almost not leaving room for a possible ‘no’. Oh well, she’d always been stubborn.

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Aditi stalled at Kaede’s sudden appearance, her body still reeling from the battle with Pixel. Her eyes looked down towards the pianist and then the inventor she carried. “Hello, Akamatsu… it’s good to see you as well…” She mused, clearly at the brink of exhaustion. “She is alright… she was thrown against a wall fairly hard. She could still move, only passing out from shock.” The tall girl explained, sighing. “Her robot.. it was… trying to attack us. I did what I needed to do, but she ran in the way to try to stop me..” Aditi shook her head, glancing down at Miu, who was evenly breathing but unconscious. “It was foolish, even if I understand why..”

Various others scattered around the pair talking, Putri and Angie waving before running off to their respective rides back home. Fay attempted to ask well, even if it was in the completely wrong direction, good thing Finn was there to help her out. Iyabo took it upon herself to usher people towards their rides back home, lagging behind with the other two.

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“From shock?” Kaede repeated, seemingly letting go of a little bit of tension at that. So she’s not hurt. She’s okay… “Okay… alright. Trust me, I… understand the whole Pixel situation. Being attacked by her— isn’t fun, to say the least, I get it. If you could just put her on the boat, I can take care of her from there, and you can go recover, okay?” she suggested.

As she said that, she glanced around again warily, noticing that Iyabo was the only one still hanging behind. “Iyabo, it’s really good to see you again— if everyone else is where they need to be, you should get yourself on one ride or the other as soon as possible— I think we still have room on the ship, if you want to come with us?”

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“… Very well.” Aditi nodded in agreement, swiftly taking Miu up on the boat’s dock and dropping her off in the most comfortable spot possible. As she walked back, she took one of Kaede’s hands and slide the chip she took from Pixel’s remains into the pianist’s palm. “This is from her creation, she should have it. Receiving it from you will surely go over better.” With a nod, she walked towards the plane and boarded.

Iyabo jumped at Kaede addressing her, clearly still on edge in this situation, but trying her best to remain calm. She gave a glance back at the plane, and then the boat. She trusted Eagle to get them home, the two of them could always reunite afterwards, no need for her to sully his focus. “Oi… yea, I’ll come with ya, uh… thanks fer comin’ along ta grab us. I didn’t, aha-“ She cleared her throat, following towards the boat’s dock. “Expect yous ta be ‘ere, but blow me down, eh?” Gasper noticed Kaede and thumped his paw against Iyabo’s shoulder as a greeting to her as well!

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Kaede blinked, watching as Aditi took her hand and placed the chip inside. Thankfully, she explained what it was, because the pianist wouldn’t have had a clue otherwise. “Right. Thank you— be safe,” she called after the other, tucking the chip into her pocket.

Her attention turned back to Iyabo, noticing how on-edge she seemed to be— not that she was surprised. She’d just escaped a killing game, after all— she remembered waking up from her own simulation and how panicked she’d been back then, too. “I’ll be honest, I didn’t expect to be here either. A lot of insane things have happened recently, and I never really expected finding Eventus’s location to be one of those insane things,” she smiled, heading up the bridge. “But I’m really glad we are here. Is there anything I can do to help you out right now? I need to keep an eye on Miu, but… if you’re hurt at all, or you need someone to distract you, I’m glad to help out however I can,” she offered with a smile.

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Iyabo briefly pouted and glanced away at Kaede’s offer and smile, finally working up the nerve to at least speak again. “… I could use a distraction. Pretty sure everybody’s loaded up, that just leaves us slackin’.” She joked lightly, boarding the ship with Kaede and making her way to where she saw Miu laying down in her unconscious state. Iyabo plopped down beside the inventor and curled her knees to her chest. Her nerves got the better of her. She hasn’t been on a boat since the accident, and the sudden reality that this was her only way home now took hold like a vice. “….” She felt the cold sweat sit on the back of her neck, and when she finally spoke it was quieter than usual. “.. Can ya sit with me?”

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Kaede followed Iyabo back onto the ship, watching as she sat down beside Miu “Yeah, of course. I’d be happy to,” the pianist added, taking a seat next to Iyabo and smiling a bit.. “If there’s… stuff you want to get off your mind, I’m all ears, but if you want to talk about something totally unrelated, I could probably think of some other topic,” she offered, glancing over to Miu for a moment. This wasn’t at all how she’d imagined their reunion might go, but at least they were both okay. Miu would wake up eventually, and then they could finally see each other again for real. “Anything interesting happen before this whole ordeal?”

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“I-“ Iyabo began, but seem to have trouble finding the right words. All she could focus on was the rocking of the boat, nothing else felt real inside her mind. She mentally scolded herself to keep talking, despite how sick she felt. “Things were.. f-fine.. just, I-I don’t-“ God, you sound pathetic! Just chill out. What do you need to do to relax? The shorter girl scooted closer to Kaede unconsciously, her body understanding she desired comfort but her mind not getting that message yet. “… Nevermind me. Uh, ‘s dat yer girl? She said she knew ya, if I ‘member right.” She asked in reference to Miu. Iyabo thought the inventor was funny enough, but her and Kaede dating? That seemed a little… out there. In her mind at least.

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Kaede waited patiently for a response to her question, though she was okay that she never ended up getting one. Iyabo was clearly stressed, so it was probably better to go with the flow than to keep a one-track mind. Noticing that Iyabo had scooted a little closer, Kaede did the same thing. “Oh, um… yeah,” she nodded sheepishly. “You could definitely say we know each other. Our one-year anniversary passed by a little while ago, actually, which is… kind of crazy to think about,” the pianist smiled.

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“Heh, yea? Anniversary as in like.. a year? I could hardly stand ‘er fer te time we were in te game.” Iyabo joked lightheartedly, but smiled to show it was all in good fun, she never meant any harm with these sort of things. Miu was hardly the worst person she had ever met, by a long shot.

Iyabo’s pet skunk had jumped off her shoulder, and waddled over to Miu’s unconscious body. He poked her cheek with his tiny paw, trying to get her attention. Surprisingly, it worked. “HEEEEEE!!!!” The inventor shot up from her spot on the deck, scrambling to get away from the small creature. “G-Get! Get outta here, fleabag! I-I don’t want your-!” She began, but halted once she looked up and noticed the others around. More specifically, Kaede. “… K-Kaede…?” She asked weakly, not believing her eyes. “A-Am I dreaming? What the f-fuck is happening..?”

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“As in a year, yeah,” Kaede nodded. “But, um… at least from my experience, I think everybody gets along a little bit better when their lives aren’t in danger and they don’t have to suspect everybody around them. So I think any time you were to end up talking to her now would probably go a lot better than it did in the—”

All of a sudden, Kaede was cut off, startling a bit at the sudden scream beside her. Once she realized it was Miu, she froze, eyes wide. Is this… finally it…? She’s awake, she’s… okay…

She stumbled to her feet as quickly as she could (her legs still weren’t in amazing condition); running over and immediately pulling the inventor into a tight hug. Some part of Kaede had hoped she wouldn’t get too emotional, since Miu probably needed somebody to support her after everything she’d been through. But even just seeing her girlfriend again was already starting to make Kaede teary. “You’re not dreaming,” Kaede reassured her, her words coming out in a weak, incredulous laugh. “We came to get you out of here, okay? The killing game’s over, you’re going home. I… I-I can’t tell you how glad I am to see you, Miu…” the pianist mumbled, feeling her tears start to spill over.

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Miu stalled, eyes wild and searching her surrounding for anything familiar. Luckily, someone very familiar was there to keep her steady in this foreign setting. Her body shook furiously, emotions overwhelming her too quickly and causing tears to come leaking down her face. It was over. Kaede came to save her. To save them. They’re free. She isn’t going to die, not again. No matter the state her girlfriend was in, Miu hugged her back tightly afraid to let go and never see the pianist again. “H-Holy fucking shit… I-I… can’t believe… y-you’re..”

The inventor struggled to find the right words, her heart pounding a mile a minute. Suddenly, Miu found herself pulling back from the hug. Only to close the distance between them once again. Miu kissed her. Right on the lips. Her hands wrapping around Kaede’s torso, holding her as close as possible, staying in the moment for as long as she’d allow. It felt like she needed Kaede to breathe.

Her brain was too fuzzy with euphoria too even comprehend how embarrassed she’d be once it ended. But… who cares? All that matters to her is right in front of her.

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