FINALLY THE EVENT

[united-mods.livejournal.com]

WELCOME TO THE RELIC CASTLE

I shall be your guide and snarky narrator - replying to most comments with a bit of humour - acting as your Game Master for this adventure though this castle. The goal? To explore and find the Dark Stone. There are seven stories, and you will need to get to the bottom. Please note that if we don't wrap this up by Halloween, the Pokemonfication event will still be happening.

How this is gonna work? There's gonna be comments down there. When somebody solves the floor, then the next floor will go up. Simple? I sure hope so!

Comments

AAAWW NOOOO ;A;

[the-nth-power.livejournal.com]

[N stands his ground, but his expression turns from one of offense to one of horror. Forever? That... defies all logic.]
You aren't... human, then. Your existence, it is... [Simply impossible. But the heroes were mythological; who was to say they weren't immortal?

And, given that Emmet's explanation is true... Another concern crosses his mind. He takes a breath and steps forward, following Emmet.] Then you did have that choice-- Why didn't you stop us? Everything I did, I... A matter for the world or not-- I could have destroyed everything, brought that world to ruins! A false hero! [Yeah, he might be talking a bit too loud. But this information is confusing and distressing; he can't help it.]

[emmet]

Nope, not anymore. [Emmet said, his smile growing once more, into a sort-of sweet smile. With his sharkteeth.
And why didn't he stop him?] I believed in the new Hero of Ideals winning. If he would have lost - we might have stepped in. But then I would have to stop being Emmet. Because everybody would know. Yup. [And Emmet liked his current life. So did Ingo, Emmet knew. So neither of them wanted to give up their current lives, so they weren't going to reveal themselves to the world at large their secret. okay one of the reasons is emmets crush on elesa because shipping]
That is why.

[the-nth-power.livejournal.com]

[He falls silent for a moment, eyes wide with a sort of terror. There's guilt written into his face now too, as he's remembering all that he's done.] So you simply... watched. [An omnipotent being: one that predicted the loss would occur, knew that N's foundations were going to be torn out from beneath him in the most violent way possible. He's not sure if he should be angry or thankful.

Anger is the stronger emotion. The words come out impossibly fast:] Who are you to act as a god? Why didn't you stop this before it happened? You clearly had the power to-- Why didn't you?! Why didn't you help me?! [To teach him a lesson, he supposes, in the back of his mind... But that prison of a room, the scars and pain he bears-- could they all have been avoided? It's not fair.]