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[ FIRST ORDER OF BUSINESS: look up some old friends. This is a weird and wild new world and even if Zack isn't certain what his place in the grand scheme of things is supposed to be (except NOT DEAD, RENO), well, friends are the perfect place to start! They're the only home he's ever needed anyway. Fuck off with your Shinra shit, he's going through old Tinder matches and on-the-lam connects, reacquainting and reuniting, and it's just such a grand old affair. What a time to be alive. (Reno.)

And then he remembers these girls. Fires off a text, and wouldn't you know it? They're hosting a yacht party and asking if he can bring some cute friends. And can he. Time to dash out a mass text to all 104 friends he has in this world:

ayyyyyy yacht party! get here quick, were goin to costa!! 🌞🍸👙
🌐 Tap here to view Zack Fair's location


The yacht picks them up in Greater Midgar and there are plenty of babes and beverages to go around for the (too-short, wtf) ride over to Costa del Sol. But once they're there, it's all rum runners and bikinis and cookouts, motherfucker. The yacht will remain docked close-by, just in case you need to puke your guts out in the loo or make good use of the lush cabin space, but c'mon. Almost all of you are pale as fuck get some Vitamin D from somewhere other than Rufus, you cocksuckers.

Anyway. Enjoy! ]

ARRIVAL.

May. 19th, 2020 01:47 pm
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𝑰𝑵𝑺𝑼𝑺𝑼𝑹𝑹𝑶: 𝑨 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑳𝑫 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝑫𝑬𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵𝒀

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 you moved under your own power. The shadows that dwelt in the corners of your vision vanished, the world is bright and the shackles of destiny fall from your liberated limbs.

You're free.

But before you can take that next step, before you can alter your fate, a terrible howling fills your ears. It's an ill wind full of malice, one that rips you off of your feet and back, back, back from this chance to seize your destiny. The shadows coalesce into a single entity, its hands locking around your throat. It cannot let this stand.

You think that maybe this is the end. The world goes dark as it rushes past you, this is the end.

Except you wake to the feeling of rain on your skin.

The cliffs around you bare the scars of a fierce battle. Before you, a massive city faces the sea. Behind you, greenery sprawls for miles. Midgar has never looked so beautiful, but it has also never looked so unlike itself. The Sister Ray points proudly towards the sea. A bustling city crawls out from its shadow, looking wealthier and more robust than the slums ever did. You don't have long to ponder this.

Because you aren't alone. Others are coming to, looking just as confused and uncertain as you do. Some are battleworn and bloody, as if they were pulled from a fierce battle. Others appear to be in perfect health, as if they were simply pulled from a long slumber, though no less confused and lost. The howling that filled your slowly begins to fade, and as it does, the rain begins to clear.

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐆𝐀𝐑 is within a few hours walking distance. 𝐊𝐀𝐋𝐌 lies not much further in the opposite direction. There is no presence urging you to walk to one or the other, no voice from on high telling you what path your feet should walk. Underneath this infinite blue sky the choice to go - or to stay - is entirely yours.

𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐓?