The Liquid Wallaby - We're Alone in The End (WRAPPING UP)

[Torrocca]

"Yup. Talked all 'bout ya while we were preparing for one of our battles. Probably still was after he sent me after you." He begins to drive them to the airport. "You watched the news lately?" he asked. "He's utterly destroying those guys that took his country from him."

Ira looked out the window.
"He talked about me, huh?..." Ira asked tenderly.

"Eyuuup." They soon arrive at the airport and pull up to a plane that already has its ramp down with a man in a suit standing next to it. "Well, here's your stop," the Messenger says plainly.

[The Danish Confederacy]

"Nice to meet you Drake. Name's Sean.

'Likewise Sean Connery or Bond. Kidding.'

"I get that a lot, that me and Sean Connery look a like. My last name is actually McMahon. Not related to Vince McMahon."

[Chaos Crescent]

'Likewise Sean Connery or Bond. Kidding.'

"I get that a lot, that me and Sean Connery look a like. My last name is actually McMahon. Not related to Vince McMahon."

'Bah never did like Vince wonder how long until he steps down. Well you could be his stand in for public appearance that require no speaking.'

[Barboneia]

Dom lay down on the bed in his room, staring at the ceiling. He was surrounded by various bottles of vodka, all of different brands and sizes. His suit was unbuttoned and his tie was hanging loose from around his neck. He slowly got up and off of the bed, sending a few bottles to fall to the floor. He walked over to his suitcase, and rummaged through it before taking out a picture of him and Ava.

Ava. The picture had been taken a few months ago, shortly before they had went to the incarnation of the Wallaby in that seaside Culdranthine town. In it, Dom, wearing a brown suit and fedora, stood smiling next to Ava, who was wearing an elegant red dress. She was also smiling. Dom thought back to those happier days. He closed his eyes as he felt the tears coming. He put the picture into one of his inner suit pockets, and stared at himself in the mirror. He was still covered in bruises across his face, and his hair was a mess. He sighed.

---

Dom walked downstairs, his suit properly buttoned and his tie fixed, his fedora under his arm. He slowly put it on, and sat down at a table. He began to softly hum the song Mad World.

[Ava Ire]

Ira looked out the window.
"He talked about me, huh?..." Ira asked tenderly.

"Eyuuup." They soon arrive at the airport and pull up to a plane that already has its ramp down with a man in a suit standing next to it. "Well, here's your stop," the Messenger says plainly.

Ira got out of the car.
She approached the plane and walked up the ramp.

[The Danish Confederacy]

"I get that a lot, that me and Sean Connery look a like. My last name is actually McMahon. Not related to Vince McMahon."

'Bah never did like Vince wonder how long until he steps down. Well you could be his stand in for public appearance that require no speaking.'

Sean laughs at Drake's supposed joke
"I don't want to replace the guy. He has his place and I have mine."
Sean starts to hum the song Goodnight Saigon

[Torrocca]

"Eyuuup." They soon arrive at the airport and pull up to a plane that already has its ramp down with a man in a suit standing next to it. "Well, here's your stop," the Messenger says plainly.

Ira got out of the car.
She approached the plane and walked up the ramp.

Before Ira was fully inside the plane, the Messenger poked his head out the driver's window of the car and shouted to her, "hey! Ira! Send Torr my regards when you see him!" Without giving her a chance to respond, he went back into the vehicle and drove off.

[Chaos Crescent]

'Bah never did like Vince wonder how long until he steps down. Well you could be his stand in for public appearance that require no speaking.'

Sean laughs at Drake's supposed joke
"I don't want to replace the guy. He has his place and I have mine."
Sean starts to hum the song Goodnight Saigon

'True and really I don't like Vince.'

[The Danish Confederacy]

Sean laughs at Drake's supposed joke
"I don't want to replace the guy. He has his place and I have mine."
Sean starts to hum the song Goodnight Saigon

'True and really I don't like Vince.'

"Well, I am off to my room. Nice talking with you, Drake."
Sean goes to his room amd watches Top Gear

[Chaos Crescent]

'True and really I don't like Vince.'

"Well, I am off to my room. Nice talking with you, Drake."
Sean goes to his room amd watches Top Gear

'Same, Sean.'

Goes and does nothing.

[Arcturus Novus]

(i'll participate assuming people are online/active)

[Ava Ire]

Ira got out of the car.
She approached the plane and walked up the ramp.

Before Ira was fully inside the plane, the Messenger poked his head out the driver's window of the car and shouted to her, "hey! Ira! Send Torr my regards when you see him!" Without giving her a chance to respond, he went back into the vehicle and drove off.

She watched it drive off. Ira got into the plane and found a seat.

[Chaos Crescent]

(i'll participate assuming people are online/active)

Well I am so is Ava but too busy with her own thing so you got one choice....

[Torrocca]

Before Ira was fully inside the plane, the Messenger poked his head out the driver's window of the car and shouted to her, "hey! Ira! Send Torr my regards when you see him!" Without giving her a chance to respond, he went back into the vehicle and drove off.

She watched it drive off. Ira got into the plane and found a seat.

The man in the suit joins her in the plane, and a stewardess gives the usual safety instructions for flight and the like. Meanwhile, the engines of the plane start up.

(Let's continue tomorrow, I gotta go)

[Ava Ire]

She watched it drive off. Ira got into the plane and found a seat.

The man in the suit joins her in the plane, and a stewardess gives the usual safety instructions for flight and the like. Meanwhile, the engines of the plane start up.

(Let's continue tomorrow, I gotta go)

(OK. Goodnight.)

Ira stared out the window.
She closed her eyes and sighed, allowing herself to finally cave in to depression. Ira fell asleep after a while.

---

~The great pink sky began to darken, as Ava finally settled down to sleep inside of a giant flower pod. The journey had been a long and amazing one, and there was still a long ways to go before she reached enlightenment. The things she had seen would have defied the physics of the Natural World. And Ava could feel herself changing. Very subtly, but she knew that she wasn't the same person she was when she had stepped through the portal that day. It seemed like an eternity ago that she was at the Wallaby.

Ava slumped down against the inner walls of the flower. She looked up. Huge fireflies danced among the clouds far overhead, creating a gorgeous lightshow. She rested her hands against the bottom of the flower pod...and felt grass. Huh? Grass inside of a flower? Ava lifted her hands. The grass stuck to her palms. Sticky grass.

"Sticky grass..." Ava closed her eyes. "Dominic..." All of her memories came flooding back again. She remembered how much she had loved him....still did. He was the only person that had accepted her after all. Ava sighed peacefully, as she closed her eyes and fell asleep.~

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Sherril plays some Fallout on her laptop. It's uncertain which one she's playing, but one loud boom later, she begins cackling maniacally. "Holy shit!"

Ruslan or whatever sits on the longtable and yawns.

[The Danish Confederacy]

Sherril plays some Fallout on her laptop. It's uncertain which one she's playing, but one loud boom later, she begins cackling maniacally. "Holy shit!"

Ruslan or whatever sits on the longtable and yawns.

A very tired Sean comes downstairs.
"The fucking hell you going at!"
Sean stares at Sherril like she is insane

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Sherril plays some Fallout on her laptop. It's uncertain which one she's playing, but one loud boom later, she begins cackling maniacally. "Holy shit!"

Ruslan or whatever sits on the longtable and yawns.

A very tired Sean comes downstairs.
"The fucking hell you going at!"
Sean stares at Sherril like she is insane

"I just planted 5 C-4 around a squad of hitmen. There's nothing left but a single foot on the ground."

[Chaos Crescent]

Sherril plays some Fallout on her laptop. It's uncertain which one she's playing, but one loud boom later, she begins cackling maniacally. "Holy shit!"

Ruslan or whatever sits on the longtable and yawns.

'Hiya, Pretty Sher.'

[The Danish Confederacy]

A very tired Sean comes downstairs.
"The fucking hell you going at!"
Sean stares at Sherril like she is insane

"I just planted 5 C-4 around a squad of hitmen. There's nothing left but a single foot on the ground."

"What the hell are you playing?"

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

Sherril plays some Fallout on her laptop. It's uncertain which one she's playing, but one loud boom later, she begins cackling maniacally. "Holy shit!"

Ruslan or whatever sits on the longtable and yawns.

'Hiya, Pretty Sher.'

"Hello, Flirts-With-Things-With-Sharp-Teeth."

"What the hell are you playing?"

"Fallout. It's like the best game ever."

[Chaos Crescent]

'Hiya, Pretty Sher.'

"Hello, Flirts-With-Things-With-Sharp-Teeth."

'You have sharp teeth? Never noticed.'

[The Danish Confederacy]

'Hiya, Pretty Sher.'

"Hello, Flirts-With-Things-With-Sharp-Teeth."

"What the hell are you playing?"

"Fallout. It's like the best game ever."

Sean goes over to see which Fallout Sher is playing. She happens to be playing Fallout 3.
"Well turn down the volume. I grabbed my pistol and ran down here because I thought someone was breaking in."

[TotallyNotEvilLand]

"Hello, Flirts-With-Things-With-Sharp-Teeth."

'You have sharp teeth? Never noticed.'

She rolls her eyes. "Ignoring the fact they poke out over my lower lip, I guess."

Sean goes over to see which Fallout Sher is playing. She happens to be playing Fallout 3.
"Well turn down the volume. I grabbed my pistol and ran down here because I thought someone was breaking in."

She messes with a dial on the side of her laptop and shrugs. "Fine, fine. Didn't think it was THAT loud."

[Chaos Crescent]

'You have sharp teeth? Never noticed.'

She rolls her eyes. "Ignoring the fact they poke out over my lower lip, I guess."

'Well yeah but you rarely show them fully. May I lick them?'