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[Fin] Murder U Too - Endgame
You know what, fuck you, I'm packing up my stuff and going in. At least I'll be away from YOU for a few seconds. UGH.

Kellensea unlatches the garage door and starts carting her various loot from the office and other places and starts dumping it in the portal.

If that broke this stuff or killed the resale value, second host person, you'll have something much worse than hell to pay. As an adventurer, I offer this threat.

Muttering and cursing after she's confident all her loot has been pushed through the portal, she takes the time to yell at Ranma for being "an idiot" "unqualified for anything" "fucking soft" and spouting some cryptic shit about "it's a toss-up when adventurers fight, always", and then...

FUCK I just had the BEST idea to kill you! FUCKING VELS WHY NOW?! AAAAAAAAAAA I could have coated myself in Novichok, goaded you into attacking me, and then you'd have died and I wouldn't have even had to FIGHT! UGH! And I could have killed Bakugo too while attempting to restrain him from doing something stupid! FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK UGH! DAMN IT! You know what, I'm doing it. I'm going to kill you. Some day. Some day, when I'm not restrained by these stupid rules, I'm going to kill you, the fox thing, Bakugo, and maybe Alexis if she's not too out of the way. Haruka, Kai, and Komaru can live though. They're cool.

Her rage over, she does some adventurer checks to see if what seems to be a portal is actually a trap, rather than a portal. Apparently satisfied that if it's going to kill her, it's not going to kill her until she's on the other side, she steps in, making what presumably is a very insulting gesture in her world, but carries no meaning to anyone else.
I am the They who says it!
With a bright smile on his face, followed with a flip of a bird, Ranma simply replies. "Love ya too, Kellensea. Miss you on your own future endeavors!" Even with the faux-nice tone, Ranma felt like his gut was trying to tear itself apart even when he's being sarcastic. He's not going to go into the portal just yet until he's certain that it isn't a deadly trap.
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
Alexis just sort of... looks at the portal. She doesn't want to go first either, at least not voluntarily.
Stupid doomed timeline...
Promise you're not gonna die on the other side. I mean, you can stay here if you'd rather - the portal isn't exactly taking you home - but it's a lot easier to keep track of things if you're all in the same pocket.
nya
But why exactly can't we just... go home? Do you want us to suffer more?
"So it leads to some other pocket dimension? Ugh..."

On the one hand, it'd get her out of here. And... to somewhere else that may not be any better.

On the other hand, if Kellensea was the only one who went through... hey, she's not around and nobody had to die for it. Yay?
Stupid doomed timeline...
"Yeah, how do we know it just doesn't lead to a world full of fire. Or water. Or.......cats." Ranma asked, skeptic.
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
It leads to my hotel. The Murder-Free Hotel. The thing is, I don't actually care right now whether you trust me. I just want to write off this pocket as a bad idea and a waste of my time.
nya
Wait... YOU HAVE A HOTEL?! As long as there's no murder...

Monika stares at the portal for a long while...
I don't understand any of this... I'm in a world of complete insanity...
"...Hang on, is this the same hotel I was in after the other killing game I was in?"
Stupid doomed timeline...
Maybe? That sounds vaguely familiar.
nya
"If it is... pretty nice place, actually. Even if it is impossible to try and map."

Alexis chuckles, still kinda just... staring at the portal rather than entering it just yet. She's not entirely sure it's not a trick and she won't end up in some kind of hell dimension or something.
Stupid doomed timeline...
A hotel? Huh? What does it offer? Can we leave it at any time?
It's a hotel. It offers hotel stuff. No, you can't leave any time, only after... never mind that.
nya
"...only after we get entered in another of these games? Just a guess based on... past experiences."

Alexis is now standing with her back to the portal to talk to the others.
Stupid doomed timeline...
Nah, not that. I mean, yes, people can drag you out for their games, and at this she looks very put out indeed, but the point at which I'll be letting you all out is... She waves a hand dismissively. Not really in your wheelhouse anyway.
nya
Ranma's just silently staring at the portal. ". . . Either we trust the portal, or we all stay here, huh?"
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.
"So it's stay here and... probably continue in some sort of killing game, with killers maybe getting to go home if they get away with murder, or... going back to the hotel, if that's really where the portal goes? No third options? I just want to be fully clear on this before I decide what I'm doing, I'm sure that's understandable to anyone besides... Oh that's right, she left."
Stupid doomed timeline...
Nah, game's over. You can do whatever you want here, or go to the hotel. Hell, you can stick around here for a while and then go to the hotel. If you want. Dunno why you would, but the option's there.
nya
But... what's the purpose of all of these killing games in the first place? This can't be done just for pure entertainment. There has to be a greater purpose to all of this.

Bow starts to ponder to herself.
Did he not mention the memory-harvesting thing before he... exploded? We're harvesting your memories for power. That's the original reason for the hotel, too.
nya
"Yeah, he... did mention that. That happens at the hotel too? Except without... feeding on us killing each other and emotions and shit, since there isn't any murdering there."
Stupid doomed timeline...
Wait... What do you even need all of this power for?
I don't understand any of this... I'm in a world of complete insanity...
... There are beings out there far more terrible than myself. To rest on my laurels would be suicide.

And yes, I harvest your memories at the hotel. Everyday memories aren't as potent as traumatic ones, but there's a much longer tail on them.
nya
".......who's to say we should trust you, Host Lady? For all we know you might have a much more sinister intention than.. whatever the fuck that meant."
silver dollar, black smoke in my eyes
shattered glass, fallen fast, leave me paralysed


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