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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2019-06-15 10:28 am

Endgame Log: The Ice Planet

Who: The characters accompanying [Name] to the ice planet
What: The closed event log for the virus upload
Where: On the ice planet, at the Null communications array
When: June 15th
Warnings: None


It's time. There's a plan that needs to be put into motion, and you're the ones who volunteered to do it. You know going in that it's going to be dangerous - but there's no other choice. This is the end, and it's you or the Null.

Upon arrival, you have a little time to prepare. The Null don't know you're there at first, and once they do there's a delay of a few hours before they're in position to fight back. Now's the time to set up defenses or anything else that might help you stay alive. You have to know the fight will be hard, because they know their lives are on the line, too.

Then, the Null attack. With everything they have, they try to stop you, try to beat past your defenses to get to [Name] and stop it from uploading the killswitch. Fear helps out, and the sky goes dark, but it won't last forever. When Fear flees, that particular defense is gone... along with any chance of getting out of there. Here's where those without courage might break, because it certainly looks like it could be a last stand. It doesn't help that Hope can't reach you here either, that any deaths will not be resurrected during the battle.

But it does end. With very little warning, [Name] completes its task. It goes dark, and as it does, the other Null see their end coming. They cannot stop it, they cannot escape. They crumple to the ground, all consciousness and animation gone from them.

And then you're alone on the ice planet. Tend your wounds, mourn your dead, and hope that someone will come for you before the cold does.

► This log covers June 15th
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► As this log takes place away from Hope's influence, any deaths will not be resurrected until people and gods are able to travel to the ice planet again. Have fun!
sciencelizard: (« [Panic] notmyfault notmyfault notmyfau)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-06-20 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[As you can see Law, she has Many Feelings, plenty enough to share!!

She sniffles, only pulling back far enough to wipe her face with her sleeve, and then start trying to clean up their little body.]


I... I d-don't know. I don't-- they just wanted to protect us. And they did. But... they're not here to see it.

[A fresh few tears slip down her cheeks, off the tip of her snout where her head is bowed.]

What does it matter if they don't know? If they aren't here?
hot_mes: (now see here)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-06-20 10:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[the slightest shrug; he's pragmatic enough to understand that reasoning, and usually agree]

It might not. But sometimes it's just something you do, for your own sake.

[says the guy covered in heart tattoos and a jolly roger designed in homage to someone who sacrificed for him, once]

Name is gone but they don't deserve to be treated like scrap metal, after what they did.
sciencelizard: (« [Hide] Just gonna die here it's fine)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-06-23 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head suddenly at his last statement, pressing the little bot closer to her chest.]

No. No, I d-don't... not that.

[Alphys tries to collect her thoughts, but she doesn't know how to talk about them right now, doesn't know how to address her failure so directly yet. She'll try to talk about something else.]

Monsters don't leave behind bodies. I, I don't... know. What to do.
hot_mes: (unimpressed)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-06-23 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh, is it a matter of inexperience? Huh. Law considers all the options, everything he's heard of and anything he would personally do. Besides cover himself in memorial tattoos that's uh not for everyone]

One thing I've noticed, that a lot of traditions have in common, is the idea of returning the fallen to where they belong. The earth of their homeland, the sea, the air...

[but where would a Null belong? Certainly not wherever they just uploaded the virus and left heaps of voided chassis behind.]

Or somewhere that meant something to them. A special place.
sciencelizard: (« [Sad] It's fine...)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-06-26 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Something that meant something to them. She knows they always loved the Lab-- loved the city. Loved... well, love and the feelings they had gained. Alphys doubts the gods will see favorably to her putting them in the Coliseum, even derelict, so...]

I guess... they should go back to Hadriel.

[With them. With everyone. With the people they saved. She reaches up and wipes her sleeve across her eyes to smudge off some tears.]

If... y-you know. We even get out of here.
hot_mes: (omg wat)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-06-26 05:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Law nods slowly. Good choice. [Name] can rest in the city they gave their life to save, where anyone staying behind can remember the sacrifice.

At that reminder he makes a face. Thanks Fear thanks a lot.
]

Mm. Fear's an ass, but someone will make him come back for us, sooner or later. We just have to hold out until then. Stay close to the fire, Aqua-ya insists she can keep it going.
sciencelizard: (« [Abyss] and it stares back)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-06-29 04:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Alphys sniffles, not quite on her feet, just trying to process everything that's happening around her. Is this what over feels like? Is this supposed to be a resolution?

She's not experienced enough to know that this is as close to winning as you ever get.]


I guess, as long as uhm... s-someone's left, over there.

[They had more people-- they should be fine. Hopefully. This is too much to think about.]

Is it supposed to, uhm... feel like this? Jut quiet and... nothing?
hot_mes: (unimpressed)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-06-29 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ahh yes...that.]

After something like this? Yeah.

[he remembers Dressrosa, a rooftop far from the crowds of citizens crying in relief that their tyrant had fallen. The utter silence of a completely razed island was eerie - expected, but still creepy to experience.]

When you've lost so much in order to win, no one feels like throwing a party.
sciencelizard: (« [Tired] dazed and gone)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-07-02 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She's been trying to imagine this like a TV show, like some sort of fantasy she's somehow living. There used to be a time where Alphys enjoyed the emotional lows of something, seeing her favorite characters fail and recover. Living it... is harder. It's a lot harder.

Finally, she stands, still cradling [Name].]


We should put them somewhere where they won't be left if we get taken out quickly. I don't want to leave anyone behind.
hot_mes: (grumpface)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-07-02 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[despite his, er, sympathies, Law is also dead practical and just tosses his head to where he last left Pratt's body, now that it can't be fixed either.]

Let them rest with Pratt-ya, for now. We're not leaving him behind either.
sciencelizard: (« [Cry] couldnt keep it in)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-07-06 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Alphys nods, kind of still dull, but she's on her feet.]

Yeah. We, uhm... I need to f-finish collecting Mettaton, too. We have to get all of them.

[No one left behind.

Even if it's just in physical body.]
hot_mes: (profile srs)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-07-09 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[ah, fuck, another one? Someone must have confirmed it before he got to them]

...yeah. We'll make sure everyone comes back with us.

[he's got a moment, here, he'll make sure any other bodies are accounted for and prepared to return with them. Just, you know, not sitting too close to the injured.]
sciencelizard: (« [Cry] im sorry im sorry im sorry)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-07-10 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[For being a bot she built, Alphys knows what it looks like when he's out. And to Law's credit, it was very recent; a last minute drop in the last hour. She had thought everything would be all right if she managed to save [Name], but...

Maybe that's why it all feels like it's falling down more than this one action. It's symbolic of all the other lives she couldn't save.]


We can, uhm... do a headcount, maybe. F-Figure it out. I'm sorry I can't uhm... really help, right now.
hot_mes: (now see here)

[personal profile] hot_mes 2019-07-10 10:47 pm (UTC)(link)
It's fine. I've got it.

[his dispassionate nature saves him, and lets Alphys have all the time she wants to herself to grieve. He's got to make the rounds of the survivors and treat injuries anyway, he'll handle the head-count and everything else he can. At least, right up until he drops from exhaustion and takes a nice long nap.

He takes a step closer, briefly, but he can't bring himself to bend down and touch, not even in reassurance. Hopefully that short step and closer presence is enough, before he turns and drifts away to give her her space again.
]
sciencelizard: (« [Quiet] keep your head down)

[personal profile] sciencelizard 2019-07-12 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods, thankful he's still got the strength to figuratively carry her now. Even if the step is barely made, it's seen, and any acknowledgement of care is sorely needed. Still, Alphys won't move for a bit yet, taking the time to try and process it all.

But she will go, eventually. The her of times past likely wouldn't. But despite everything, she wants to survive.

Later, Alphys will take the time to meet Law's eyes, give him a nod that she's present too. They'll get out-- all of them. And she'll be with the bunch.]