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The Bad Ending Meme

You've chosen your path and it's led you to one of the worst possible ends. A bad ending you've averted in the past could be coming true after all, a possibility you've always feared could be happening now. It's game over.

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one｡ SURVIVORS -- you two are the only ones left, whether it be the result of the apocalypse, a fight with the final boss gone horribly wrong, or something equally tragic. now you're left to contemplate friends and loved ones lost, as well as which one of you may be next.

two｡ SICKNESS -- you are seriously ill. poisoning, virus, perhaps it's even mental; whatever the reason, you doubt time is on your side this time.

three｡ FORGOTTEN -- you're not sure how, but your memories are crumbling and the things you do recall are hazy and make you dizzy. can you even recognize the person in front of you anymore?

four｡ SEPARATED -- you can see them, hear them, but something's keeping you from being with them. perhaps you're placed in a room with impenetrable glass dividing you, or you're hiding in a phone booth downtown, calling them secretly.

five｡ MELLOWED -- you've been through things, you've loved and you've lost, and all of that's changed you. maybe you finally decided to give in to temptation, you could be addicted to a substance you know is destroying you, or you've simply lost the optimism you had as a youth.

six｡ ANTAGONIST -- you've flipped the coin. you had to do it; they might not be able to understand it, but you just can't forgive the things that have happened. the darkness has consumed you.

seven｡ FREE CHOICE -- combine any of the others, reroll, or make up your own bad ending. the choice is yours!

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[By the time Arthur approaches him Lewis has taken Liz's body up in his arms, clinging to her like his life depended on it, face buried in the crook of her neck as his shoulders shook.

He looks up at his name, still cradling her in one arm as he reaches out to take the bag. He listens to Arthur's attempt at explaining the situation, eyes slowly falling back on her as he clutches the bag to his chest, fingers curling tight around the leather.]

[Arthur let him take it. Voice caught in his throat as he shook. Looking away as he covered his mouth. As he tried to breath again.

Taking his hand away before he turned his head slightly toward them and slowly came back over.]

And... Sh-told me s-say...

[He took in a shaky breath as he looked at him sincerely.]

She loves you.

[That's almost too much for him. He slumps over her again and shakes quietly. After several minutes he manages to pull himself away. His eyes are noticeably wet as he kisses Liz on the forehead, setting her down. He keeps his head low and he's silent for a long time. Slowly, very slowly, as if his whole body is made of lead, he rises to his feet.]

This...this isn't your fault.

Edited 2015-05-09 08:24 (UTC)

[When he raises his head again, his eyes are burning with a blind fury as he holds up the bag, looking at it as if to set it on fire with his eyes.]

It's theirs!

[Without any warning he then starts to scream, pulling dice blindly out of the bag and throwing them as hard as he can at a nearby half-broken wall.]

YOU STUPID PIECES OF CRAP! [The d12 lands an 8, not even leaving a crack.] YOU'RE THE REASON SHE EVEN WENT INTO THIS BUSINESS! [3 from the d4, oil slick spattering the surrounding rubble.] AND WHY?! WHAT WAS YOUR GRAND FREAKING DESIGN, HUH?! [One d10 snaps harmlessly on a 3] WHY?! YOU COULDN'T EVEN PROTECT HER IN THE END! [Prepared to throw the other d10. This should probably stop before they potentially break something.]

[Arthur watched him, letting him rage at the dice. Watching him break things around him without mercy. Taking a breath or two.]

L-Lewis... Lewis don't...

[He saw that before he rushed over and held his arm to try and prevent him from breaking anything else.]

Lewis!

[Lewis jerks at Arthur grabbing his arm. He tries to pull away for a second before turning to look back at the other hero, breathing heavily. By now his face is flushed and covered in tears.]

Edited 2015-05-09 08:41 (UTC)

[Arthur let him jerk away his arm as he looked at Lewis. He quietly looked over to him. Knowing full well why he raged, he himself did it earlier, but he had a target. While poor Lewis didn't really...]

... I'm sorry.

[Lewis just looks away, taking off his glasses.]

I...I almost couldn't believe when she told me about all this. She'd saved my life more times than I can count. She was so headstrong about it...she loved doing this. I don't think the dice could've chosen a better person.

...and now....now she...

Edited 2015-05-09 09:01 (UTC)

[Arthur came over and put his hand Lewis' shoulder. Not sure if he'd accept a hug or not. But at the very least he wanted to try and comfort him. His expression just about as melancholic as Lewis'.]

[He just breaks down completely, burying his face in his hands and crying freely]

[He slowly came over, and put his arms around him in hug.]

I'm sorry...

I-I'm so sorry...

[Starting to cry with him.]

[He doesn't even hesitate - Lewis hurls himself at Arthur, gripping his suit and burying his face in his shoulder, sobbing uncontrollably and occasionally whispering Liz's name.

He's only somewhat more composed when they come for her body. He doesn't scream or beg to stay with her. He doesn't even look when they move her into the body bag. He just sits on a nearby hunk of rubble staring at the bag in his hands - he'd since recovered the dice. They oddly are still quite active even with the death of their mistress. Perhaps their proximity to Lewis has caused them to recognize him as trustworthy.]

[Arthur held him, grasping him close when he hurled himself. His body quivering with his, rubbing Linkara's back in comfort as best as he could. Keeping himself at his normal height was so hard right now, but he had to keep his energies stable to comfort his friend.

Staying by his side completely as they took her body away. He looked away, daring only to stare at the ground. He couldn't help but blame himself over and over. His mouth strung dry as quietly sobbed.]

[After what must have been a half hour, Lewis finally breaks the silence.]

I don't know what I'm supposed to do now. I...I don't think I can even write about this. That might cost me my job.

[Arthur looked at him sincerely, after he rubbed the last of the tears from his eyes.]

I understand not wanting to write it...

[Puts his hand on his shoulder.]

Maybe I can do it for you, or we can work on it together. It'll help you have one less stress at the very least.

[He shakes his head.]

I couldn't ask you to do that. Jameson would have my head if a civilian did the work for me.

Jameson is an asshole if he makes you do it like-

...

[Looks down knowing anger is still in him.]

Sorry...

[He laughs a bitter, hollow laugh.]

It's true though. He is.

[Gives a bit of a smile in return.]

If he's a jerk to you, I can print out a picture and we can throw darts at him.

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