[text] Rose: Egress

[grimdarkseer]

[It will become apparent very quickly that what is to follow was not submitted intentionally. Of course, given that a few days ago John had said they were all dead, Rose shouldn't be posting anything at all...should she?

Either way, it's soon clear that this wasn't so much intended to be posted to the community as intended to be posted elsewhere and the community decided to appropriate it]

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[ZZZZ] Rose: Egress
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This is my final entry.

My co-players and I have made every earnest attempt, with occasional relapse, to play this game the right way. I have been meticulous in documenting the process to help our peers and successors through the trials should we fail. In my hubris I believed these classes were relegated to the Earth-bound, but in even this quaint supposition I was in error. Our otherworldly antagonists have assured us of our inevitable failure repeatedly, while the gods whisper corroboration in my sleep. I believe them now.

I just blew up my first gate. I'm not sure why I did it, really.

I am not playing by the rules anymore. I will fly around this candy-coated rock and comb the white sand until I find answers. No one can tell me our fate can't be repaired. We've come too far. I jumped out of the way of a burning fucking tree, for God's sake.

I have used a spell to rip this walkthrough from Earth's decaying networks, and sealed it in one of the servers floating in the Furthest Ring. The gods may disperse the signal throughout the cosmos as they wish. Perhaps it will be of use to past or future species who like us have been ensnared by Skaia's malevolent tendrils.

In case it wasn't clear, magic is real.

Pardon my egress. You're on your own now.

[The text is followed by the signature on this page, as well as some other stuff that probably doesn't bear thinking about too much. And apparently the gods have decided the community is a good place for this walkthrough to end up]

Comments

[zuipperpips]

well this is givin me some hints of some bad fuckin mojo

[grimdarkseer]

You know, I'd pretend to be surprised that this ended up here of all places except that this is just the kind of inconvenient moment the community chooses to impose upon.

Or perhaps the gods of the Furthest Ring have merely decided to reflect their own interest in this place. Hard to tell with them.

[zuipperpips]

or maybe this place is on one of the servesr floatin in the furhtest ring
sry Futrhest Ring
*Furthest
i mean from what i gather w/ my sleuthin erryone knows bumfuck with a side a fucall bout this place

[stillneedawish]

Rose-san...?

[grimdarkseer]

I would offer some form of apology for the rather brusque appearance of this message, only I'm not certain apologising for something the gods felt a reason to do would be in my best interests right now.

[stillneedawish]

Oh no, it's okay! You seem to have a lot on your mind right now, so no one could blame you for being a little short. I guess... I was just worried that you were going to be out of contact for a while or something, ha ha. [ gods...? ]

The community got hold of something you meant to post somewhere else, huh?

[docfoul]

Careful, Seer.

[grimdarkseer]

The only one I need to be careful of is you.

[docfoul]

If you'd rather trust the dark gods over me, be my guest.
It's your session, after all.

[papshooshing]

JUST WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU UP TO NOW?

[grimdarkseer]

I thought I had made my intentions perfectly clear.

[papshooshing]

WITH YOU?
ONE CAN'T BE TOO SURE HOW *CLEAR* THAT REALLY IS.

[heavenlyhome]

...it is not going well?

[grimdarkseer]

About as well as we could have expected, which is to say not particularly well at present, no.
That won't, however, be enough to deter me.

[heavenlyhome]

You are a very determined person. Please, take care, Miss Rose.

[thekidsare0kay]

uhhhh.
2ound2 liike fun.

[grimdarkseer]

I suppose that would rather depend on one's definition of the word fun.

[antibadstuff]

Not totally understanding, but guessing this calls for a "No more Mr. Nice Guy" joke.

[grimdarkseer]

It would not be an entirely inappropriate joke to make, certainly. Let's just say that things are exactly as we feared they would be and that fate has played out as those further in the timeline have indicated they would.

[dekillerqueen]

[Wow ok Shelly basically has no idea what any of this is about.]

I presume there is little I can do to help.

[grimdarkseer]

At this stage? It is highly unlikely.

[crackpotcrocker]

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I thought I told you to tell me if you need any help! What the heck is the matter with you?!

[grimdarkseer]

My apologies. Next time the game decides to throw an abundance of facts at me all at once, allowing me only a split-second's notice to decide wha to do, I will be sure to ask for a time out so that I might update the community.

[harlol]

rose....
i dont think i can take any more

[grimdarkseer]

I'm not certain the game will give us much choice in the matter.
However, this sudden shift in attitude intrigues me.

[And by "intrigues" she means "worries"]