SO YOU WANT TO STEAL SOME CHILDREN (Endgame Catchall)

[facultwist]

Welcome to the container for your endgame! This will be the place where you can perform your polterheist (we really love that portmanteau), and where you'll be able to commentate on the final trial!

ICly, the whole heist will take place Monday, while the final trial watch will take place Thursday. For anything not related to endgame, please continue to use the main deadland post!

Comments

[rosewitch]

. . . Hello, Elsa.

[There's no vitriol in Anthy's voice. No rage. Perhaps a little understanding, somewhere. She's still wrapping her head around this, trying to sort it out bit by bit. But there's one thing that keeps sticking.]

They said you tried to save your brother. Do you remember doing that?

[facultwist]

... There was a fire. He was in there, still in his crib. So small.

My father ordered against it. But I had to try to save him. Louise was too frozen with fear.

He passed anyway. All I got in return was a life locked away from moneyed eyes so that my mother and father could build this place.

[rosewitch]

You said you had to try to save him. Even though it cost you everything. Why did you have to?

[facultwist]

No one else would. And he needed to be saved.

[rosewitch]

. . . That's why I wanted to save my brother, too.

It destroyed me. It made me horrible. It made him horrible — it didn't even work. I think in the other place, where the original me came from, it — he — was even worse.

But I think I'd still do it again. Even though it doesn't make any sense. Even though it hurt me and kept hurting me.

Would you?