We understand that, but the Arius keychains and plushies have been flying off the shelves.
As such, we are utilizing both Greta - a necromancer Anomaly who can revive people from the dead - to bring you back for new adventures.
Additionally, we intend to utilize parallel timelines to explore new dimensions of your beloved character.
It’s all in the contract, don’t you know?
I think the only two stats I have much to say about are:
Professionalism (2/3): It made sense to me that Yan would have a lot of experience working in a moderately professional setting. In another world where I actually played the game, I think I’d like to have positioned Yan as attempting to manage/assuage Peter.
Anomalous Affinity (3/3): I wanted to run this as Yan knowing nothing about Anomalies but being a very quick learner, as well as him being very good at reading people from his work at the Goodwill-esque charity. Unfortunately, neither of those really kicked in: Yan is limited by me being bad at understanding Anomalies, and I don’t think there was ever a moment when I was able to really utilize this ability to do cool things.
Good luck reviving something when you have no soul to work with, let alone a body.
Ah, yes. But have you forgotten about your contract? Y’know, the one that states I can defy you by any and all means, even if it is no longer present in any reality? Yeah, I thought so.
Fuck
I forgot room collections even existed
Uhhhh but yes 100% agree that there needs to be a better way to manage the rooms
Maybe a bot?
I just gave up on the room collections because I knew no-one was going to use it
Meanwhile, me who kept an eye on it with a bookmark…
Renata can relate
(Though in fairness due to her hairclip she could actually get away with not eating food or sleeping properly)
Epilogue: Renata Wyrick
The door to the cafe jingled softly as the customer entered. “Hello!” she said, as the worker inside waved.
The elegantly dressed women waved back as she looked up at the menu.
“Getting the usual?” the worker asked, moving towards the register. “Or are we feeling adventurous today?”
The woman smiled. “Oh, I’ll have my usual. I was just looking.”
The barista nodded and began preparing the coffee. “Always good to see you, ma’am.”
The customer snorted as she paid. “And I always tell you not to call me ma’am.”
“Yeah, whatever, Dicey,” the barista rolled her eyes. “Go ahead and take a seat, I’ll bring you the coffee when it’s done.”
“It baffles me why you insist on giving me a new nickname every week when I already go by a nickname,” the woman sighed as she limped over to her seat. She leaned her walking stick against the wall. “Why not use it?”
“Goes against my moral code,” the barista shrugged, walking over with the coffee in hand. “I’m legally obligated to make fun of you.”
“There are no laws requiring you to tease your patrons,” the woman smirked. “I would know.”
The barista cursed softly. “Right, you would. Speaking of, how’s work?”
“We’ve talked about this before,” the older woman chided. “I’m an insurance agent, not a lawyer. Work has been good, though. How’s school?”
“It’s going well,” Renata smiled. “I’m almost done with my thesis.”
“That’s good to hear,” the woman sipped. She nodded towards the pink hairclip. “Is that new? I haven’t seen you wearing it before.”
“Oh, I’ve had it for quite a while, actually,” Renata chuckled. “I didn’t wear it because it brought up bad memories, but…” she smiled softly. “I think I’m better now.”
—end—
(Those of you who played TOMMYGUN will know who the other woman is)
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Missing asterisk
As someone with poor memory, it pains me slightly to not remember anything from my past ventures whenever I wish to. I recall bits of it here and there, but never the full story.
(We have the logs. We can always read back. It’s nice to see a happy ending.)