[HGW EVENT] GRAVEYARD POST

[gordianknots]

HOLY GRAIL GRAVEYARD

The post for everyone who is now out of the event to hang back, snark, and generally bs as we hit the final stride.

You don't have to be dead to participate either, but it helps.

Comments

+1 Dead Turk

[provenworth]

[Elena is pissed. Yup. Very, very pissed because being killed off by a copy of her sister was not the way she wanted to go.]

[crowsicle]

[Yeah guess who gets to know everything about everything now that he's dead.

Guess who's giving Elena THE MOST UNIMPRESSED LOOK.]

[provenworth]

[One right back'atcha, Davesprite. Though her's is a bit more apologetic than his.]

For what it's worth, at least I stopped him from killing Xion.

[crowsicle]

[His wings rustle out, and he looks away like she hit him. His tone is still hard with resentment.]

...Thanks.

+1 Dead Huntress

[raindownthesky]

[Fang is not so much pissed of as she is kind of disappointed to have actually died. She was prepared for it, but damn if it didn't suck.]

Someone better actually use my death to their advantage, or I'm going to be REALLY disappointed...

[provenworth]

If I could have stopped him I would have. But we have...history....and I'm very limited in what I could get him to do.

[Its hard to tell a demi-god with an ego the size of the planet to listen to 'mere mortals']

[raindownthesky]

[Fang looks out of the corner of her eye.]

You too...huh?

[provenworth]

[OH SHIT.]

Yeah...me too.

[raindownthesky]

[Sigh.]

So...What now?

[provenworth]

[Guilty sigh.]

I guess we can start with my apologizing for what happened.

[crowsicle]

It's fine, I don't--It doesn't matter. We both made our choices and there's never been take-backs.

[He flicks his wings and turns to go.]

[raindownthesky]

[Shrug.]

Meh. You had your reasons, and we had ours. I don't hold grudges. Just don't do it again, or I'll actually have to punch you in the crotch.

+1 Dead Bird

[crowsicle]

[Yeah this kid's been here longer than all y'all. Too bad he's too much of a sadsack to give you newcomers a proper tour. You should probably just leave him huddled in the corner to his misery.]

[provenworth]

[Fang, man, your level of tolerance and understanding is just MIND BLOWING.]

Still. I do apologize. If I could have prevented your death, I would have.

[Even though there wouldn't be much to punch, the thought is enough to make her knees move a little closer together.]

I won't. Besides, I'm afraid your punch would really hurt.

[provenworth]

That's normally the way it is when it comes to death. [Pause] I am sorry.

+1 dead robot

[unit031]

[ Labrys honestly just looks like she's going to cry. Those last brief moments had so much feedback and it hurt her head so much that the sudden cut off was... startling. She's happy she's no longer being ripped to pieces but it's- not good anyway. ]

[raindownthesky]

It would. [Deadpan as always.]

Though, keep in mind, I don't forgive him.

Re: +1 Dead Bird

[raindownthesky]

[Fang doesn't follow orders well, nor the hint that someone may need their space after just having died. So, instead, like a rebel, she opts to crouch down and see what's up.]

Death got you down, kid?

[crowsicle]

[He pauses, and in the end, turns his head--but not enough to actually look back at her.]

Was it worth it.

[crowsicle]

Nah, can't you tell. I'm having a party. Just waiting on the booze and hookers now.

[He glances away at first, lifting one wing slightly as if to ward her off, but then actually lifts his head to look at her.]

What happened to you.

[crowsicle]

--Oh. Hey.

[Davesprite floats down to sit by her, though not too close. Wouldn't want to scare her.]

I remember you.

[provenworth]

[Damn. That question.]

Yes and no.

Yes, it was worth being his master. Better that I take on the brunt of him than somebody who doesn't know him, who couldn't stand up to him, be stuck with him. He would have hurt or tortured or manipulated his Mater into doing his bidding. I couldn't let somebody else have that much blood on their hands.

That being said, no. Because I couldn't control him like I thought I could.

[raindownthesky]

Decided to go after Tall, creepy, and silver headed. [Meaning Sephiroth.]

His sword had words with my chest, and my lance had words with his stomach.
You?

[provenworth]

I believe you.

[She watched you fight. She doesn't want to be anywhere on the bad side of Fang.]

Oh, you and I both. This is just another thing to the very, very, very long list of grievances I have with him.

[crowsicle]

[His defenses do soften at that. He turns enough to face her.]

I'm sorry, too. [He gestures vaguely at her.] That you died. Shit sucks.