Everywhere And Nowhere, Including In Your Back Yard, Monday

[endsthegame]

When the Nothing was released, some of its nature was altered. To do the job it was released to do, it would need to have a broader... concept of the universe, in as much as it had anything at all. And so for weeks it had spun around, gobbling up the forgotten, clearing away the unnecessary.

And then suddenly, the eye of its storm had changed. So many creatures from so many places in so many times, some from the same places but in different lives, some from the same places but in different times. And some-- some came from realms that had just gone wrong. What was remembered? What was forgotten?

The answer was simple:

All things could be forgotten.

The Nothing clouds spread thinner, further, spinning out of control, no longer set on limited parameters but on everything, to make everything... nothing.

The unbeings that had released it were pleased: things were finally getting back on schedule.

[[ welcome to phase 2! ETA: And have at with your drops! Next week's your last shot to get them in! ]]

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When Donut had gone missing, nobody had cared and least of all Tex. Honestly, much of the same was true when Caboose followed (and fuck, did she enjoy the silence). Griff was next and Tex wondered if it meant her work was done when the whole of the Reds disappeared into nothing. Sadly, Tucker was persistent and he was one of the last to go. Well, almost last.

"Tex, there's something I need to tell you."

Church. Of course. Tex stared at the blackness that seemed to be eating away at Blood Gulch. She'd tried shooting it, blowing it up and setting it on fire all with the same result.

"This? It's all just a memory. I'm the Director's memory, but the unit I'm stored in is failing and so I created world inside world to buy time to find you. It's all about you."

Tex thought that was a load of crap. Like she wanted to be some guy's memory. Church's memory. That just sucked balls.

"This isn't the memory unit failing," she told him. Not that she understood any of that bullshit, but whatever was happening now, it wasn't that.

"I don't know why the Director did what he did, but a great love like this, it's like a memory and-"

Tex shot him a look. "Great love?"

"What?"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

"The memory unit! It's failing, but-"

"It's not that."

"Oh-"

She made a face. Not that he could see it and not that she even had a face, but it didn't matter. If she was just a memory, then who cared that she ceased to exist as the blankness closed in on her?

Maybe Church, but then no one would remember him anyway either.