BAD END

[has_a_blog]

[Months in the future, but not many...

It all went wrong six months ago, when Hiroshi tried to banish the oni. It didn't work as expected. In fact it did the exact opposite. The rod only effected maybe one person in ten, but that was more than enough. Each effected person had exploded, revealing a fully formed, blue, mindless killing machine. Within a week, half the city was dead or worse, the rest running for their lives. Now Sirocco is in burning ruins, with oni wandering the streets, chasing and killing anyone they come across.

The last survivors are holed up in the laboratory at the heart of the city. The oni haven't managed to find a way in quite yet, but it's only a matter of time.

Dave abruptly stands up from where he had been sitting in the corner, getting some rest.]

That's it. I give. This is a lost cause.

[ooc: Just as described, this is in the future. However, it's not the only future. This is a splinter timeline, and none of the events leading up to this are actually going to happen after the Ao Oni plot is resolved. To that end, when tagging this feel free to make up various horrible or heroic things that have happened over the last few months. The vast majority of the game's cast are probably dead or turned to Oni by this point, so if you don't tag here, it's likely you're dead.

Again, these events will not come to pass and have no effect on the game outside of this post beyond what Future Dave and Supernova remember.]

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[promised_victory]

[Arturia's lost an arm and a wound in her leg that never wuite heal right, making it painful to even stand, much less fight, but she refuses to be useless. She refuses to even give up any hope she has because what else can they do but fight?

So she trains, Excalibur in the one hand she has left. It's a large blade and she's a small woman, but she's also a Servant. She knows that now. A Servant, a former king, and had once fought for the Holy Grail itself. If she returned home it would be to her death and she would be fine with that.

But damned if she was going to go back without some pride. It's why, after months of training, she's able to wield Excalibur with one hand and the adrenaline of battle makes it hard for her to focus on the pain in her leg, though she knows standing so much wears it down.

She's not going to get any better. She knows that. And so with one last swing at the invisible enemy, she turns, sits, and sighs.

The end is near and, no matter what, Arturia intends to go out with a fight.]

[has_a_blog]

[Dave had a thought just before he was going to leave.]

Hey. Can I see your sword for a second?

[promised_victory]

[Arturia looks up at him as he approaches. Briefly, her grip on Excalibur's hilt tightens before loosening it. She did not get this far by refusing to trust anyone and she knows Dave well enough to know he isn't going to steal it.]

Very well. What is it you intend to see about it?

[has_a_blog]

Just wanna check something.

[He somehow flips Excalibur over in a strange way that ends with him holding a card with a picture of the sword on it. He checks the back, memorizing the short string of letters printed there on, then flips it back into a proper sword and hands it back.]

Alright, that's it.

[promised_victory]

[She smiles a bit as he hands it back. It was interesting to see what he'd done up close for once.] More of your world's sorcery?

[has_a_blog]

Naw man, just some ordinary sylladex business.

[promised_victory]

[She nods. That was the 'sorcery' she'd meant, but if he's insistent.] Then good luck in whatever it is you need to do.

[has_a_blog]

I'd feel worse about leaving you all behind if I felt there was any chance of me surviving this. So thanks, but keep your luck.