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BONUS ROUND 4

Bonus Round 4


Mobius Double Reacharound FST - Revisited



Hi shippers! Welcome to Bonus Round 4! Bringing back a favourite from last year! (Sorry for the delay, we're very busy!)

Here’s how this is going to work: somebody will submit a selection of 3-6 songs without comment. Then somebody else will come along and create a companion fanwork to fit the soundtrack!

Rules
  1. If you are submitting a soundtrack: submit only the track listing and download or youtube links. The idea is that people should ~interpret~ your selections!

  2. You are not allowed to fill soundtrack prompts with your team's ship, nor are you allowed to fill your own soundtracks. (Filling your team's soundtracks is okay!)

  3. Soundtracks count for 5 points each, for a maximum of 100 points per team.

  4. Fills may be in whatever format you choose (except FST, of course) so long as they link the songs by mood and/or lyrics in some kind of narrative.

  5. Post your fill as a comment to the prompt post, using the title format described below.

  6. This challenge will run until 11:59PM EST August 3rd.



Title Format

If you are starting a new thread, please use this format in your title.

Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team YOU belong to; please use the characters and quadrant, not whatever portmanteau or nickname you've come up with.
If your team name is not in this format and in the title we cannot guarantee that it will be counted.

If you are filling a prompt, use this format in your title.

Replace [YOUR SHIP] with the name of the team YOU belong to; please use the characters and quadrant, not whatever portmanteau or nickname you've come up with.
If your team name is not in this format and in the title we cannot guarantee that it will be counted.

Posts not using this format in the title will be understood to be unofficial discussion posts, no matter what they contain. They, like all comments on the comm, are subject to the Wank Policy.

Scoring
For prompt posts: 5 points each (maximum of 100 per team)

For Fills (as stated here)
First 5 entries per team: 30 (per entry)
Entries 6-10: 20 (per entry)
Entries 11-15: 10 (per entry)
Entries 16+: 5 (per entry)

All scored content must be created/assembled new for this round.


We would prefer that any questions about this challenge or anything else in the HSO be emailed to us at homestuck.shipping AT gmail!

FILL: TEAM JOHN<3KARKAT

[personal profile] crowry 2012-07-24 07:56 am (UTC)(link)


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FILL: TEAM DIRK<3JAKE<3JANE<3ROXY

[personal profile] fayharley 2012-08-01 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
When you didn't have anyone around to push you, you learned to push yourself.

Dirk got up early in the morning, just after sunrise. He would climb down the frame that supported his apartment, nimble over struts and crossbars until he reached the water. He would there check his fishing lines. Dave had left him many things, but one cold not live on nothing but orange soda and even oranger chips. He had to be careful with the lines, reeling them in gently in order to not snag or break. He had a limited supply. If he had caught anything he would carry them to the rooftop to gut and clean them. There was no point getting the smell of that in the apartment. After the fillets had been prepared came the first shower of the day.

He would grab a quick bite and then dry himself with exercise. He would be tempted to check his computer first, get drawn into chatting with his friends for hours but he couldn't afford to. He left the bullshitting to his Auto-Responder. After exercise came another shower then maintenance checks. Squarewave could do most of his own repairs these days, but occasionally he would get debris wedged somewhere his limbs could not reach and Dirk would have to shut him down and carefully pick it free from his wires and gears. On the rare occasions Sawtooth came home it would be a bigger affair. That guy knew how to get in a fight. But those rare occasions were becoming even farther between as Sawtooth journeyed longer distances looking for valuable supplies and information.

The schedule for apartment repairs changed with the day. He would wait for low tide and journey down again to clean away the trash that floated up from the ruins and wrapped itself around the rebar. Once a month it was barnacle scraping day. He hated that day. If it was a particularly hot day, and these days it was almost always hot, he would relax afterwards with diving. It was just for fun, there was nothing down there that could be useful to him anymore.

Then came cleaning the salt away with another shower. He would wrap his hair up with a towel and finally give himself some time to relax. Grabbing some chips and soda, he would pull Cal into his lap, resting his chin on Cal's cap while he opened Pesterchum. The Auto-Responder would give him the low down on Jake's daily ramblings, always descending into angry ranting at the end. The predictability of his fits of frustration would always bring a smile to Dirk's face. Jake would learn one day that anger clouded the mind and left him vulnerable to Brobot attack. Dirk would check in on Jane first. She needed the closest watching. Her brand loyalty to Crocker Tech was worrying.

After the daily assessment of Jane's level of brainwashedness he would do some stretches and light calisthenics while chatting with Roxy. It was a challenge to maintain their banter while building up to more strenuous activities. Roxy often joked that he should try talking to her while jerking off sometime, always accompanied by a solid wonk. He ignored those suggestions.

When the sun was started to fade he would sit down and have a formal meal. It was always fish.

Some days were harder than others. Sometimes he just wanted to lie there was Cal. When he was younger he had given in to these impulses, not exercising or cleaning or eating for days. Wasting away to nothingness, letting the sea erode away the metal strut until it collapsed, letting the waves crush his bones into dust, that had seemed so appealing. He had wondered if he died before the game even started if he would stay on Derse permanently. Which seemed even worse than death, being stuck there with all his friends fast asleep and being hounded by the queen at every turn.

He had always picked himself back up, pulled the disgusting sheets from himself and showered for hours, until his skin was red and clean again.

Keep moving, always keep moving.

SOUNDTRACK: TEAM ERIDAN<3<VRISKA

[personal profile] seerofbread 2012-07-23 02:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometime Around Midnight (The Airborne Toxic Event)
Let it Rain (OK Go)
Muscle n Flow (Menomena)
Objects Of My Affection (Peter, Bjorn & John)
uki_la_maid: (Keefers BABY)

Re: SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVE<3JADE

[personal profile] uki_la_maid 2012-07-24 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
OH MY GOD "VOCÊ NÃO VALE NADA"

/is dead from death that killed her

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SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVESPRITE<3JADE

[personal profile] rhedbird 2012-07-23 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)

Mika- We are golden.


Madness- House of fun.


Gorillaz- Feel Good.


pyrokineticvampire: (Default)

FILL: TEAM DIRK<>ROXY

[personal profile] pyrokineticvampire 2012-07-23 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
warning: mild drug use

You sit on the dirty and rusting arm of an unused construction crane, several dozen feet in the air. The crane hasn't been used in at least a decade, it just stands there in the middle of the abandoned street as a reminder of what was never finished and what will never be finished. It's a long drop from where you're sitting but that doesn't bother you; you and your friend Gamzee have climbed all over this old thing a hundred times each. It's like your playground, a playground for a couple of twenty-somethings living in a ruined and run down world.

You swing your long legs back and forth and your blonde hair moves with the breeze. You loosen the scarf around your neck. It's always too hot for scarves these days but it's all you have left of your mother, so you wear it every day. You wait.

Gamzee is always a little late and you watch the streets until you see him. You wave at each other and than he begins the climb up the metal bars of the crane's body, hauling himself up onto the arm to join you. He swings forward onto his hands, lifting his legs up into the open air and moves slowly along the thin stretch, like a clown on a tightrope. You'd be nervous about him falling if you weren't used to it. Instead, you laugh and help him keep steady when he finally drops down beside you.

"What up, sister?" he asks.

"I got some stuff," you tell him happily, reaching down your shirt to pull out a small crumpled bag.

"Well ain't that a miracle," Gamzee says with a lazy grin. "This shit is getting too hard to find."

"Yeah, it costs me quite a bit." You sigh and shrug, everything costs too much. You swing one of your legs over the crane arm so you're facing Gamzee and set the bag down, pulling out the supplies and rolling a joint. Gamzee fishes a lighter out of his pants pocket and lights it for you.

You take a deep drag before passing it over to him, then slowly blow the smoke out through rounded lips. "Not bad," you comment.

Gamzee exhales. "Better than nothing," he agrees. For awhile you smoke in silence, letting the drugs filter through your system and relax your muscles. You've been altogether too sober in every respect for too long.

"Hey let's climb down onto the Macy's center," you say suddenly. "There won't be anyone in there."

"You got it," Gamzee replies. You stand up and walk along the crane towards the nearest tall building, spliff balancing in the corner of your dry lips. "We're gonna have to go down the cable," he remarks, nodding at the cord at the end of the crane. There's nothing attached to the bottom of it and you have no idea how sturdy it'll be. That's not going to stop you, by any means. You slide over the edge, latch onto the cable and shimmy down. It holds your weight but Gamzee waits until you've landed on a roof before following.

While you wait for him, you find the door that leads down into the building and fire a bullet right into the lock. The shot echos loudly and you laugh. Gamzee joins you and inside you go, into the dark shopping centre that once upon a time was thriving with light and activity. Now everything sits to collect dust, people break in to steal all the time, and sometimes you even find people who no longer have homes of their own living in changing rooms or bathrooms. Racks of outdated clothing still remain, the articles that aren't practical enough to be worth holding onto.

You sweep an enormous purple hat with a beaded flower decoration off a stand and don it with a flourish, spinning around to display it for Gamzee. He laughs and grabs a dusty fedora with stitches coming apart and shoves it on his head. His bushy hair sticks out comically at the bottom.

"Absolutely ravishing," you tell him, "you should keep it. No wait here, add this." You scamper across the aisle and pull a long, poofy green jacket off a stand.

Gamzee takes the offered garment and slips it on. "Getting my motherfucking pimp on," he says and struts down the aisle. You cackle and follow after him, keeping an eye open for more ridiculous clothing. You find a shiny gold dress and haphazardly change right there in the middle of the department store floor.

Gamzee gives a nod of approval and offers you his hand. He's not usually the type for little gestures so you take it and spin towards him, humming a tune to yourself. "Dance with me?" you ask before starting to dance without waiting for his answer.

The building is dead silent except for the sound of your feet against the cracked floor and the waltz you hum to dance to, but it feels magical all the same. You're dressed up in fancy clothing and dancing with your best friend, you're high and feeling golden, and there's nowhere you'd rather be.

SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVESPRITE<3JADE

[personal profile] rhedbird 2012-07-23 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)

Train- If it's love.


Smash mouth- All Star.


Counting crows- Accidently in love.

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FILL: TEAM DIRK<>ROXY

[personal profile] pyrokineticvampire 2012-07-25 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
TG: u know janey likes him
TT: It’s not an ideal situation, no.
TG: you bet it aint
TG: everoynes off limtits except me
TG: *great typo, not so great timing


==>

GT: Gosh roxy i could sure use your advice here.
GT: Is it wrong to like multiple people?

TG: nah just fuckin greedy

==>

GG: Believe me, Ro-Lal, Dirk’s friendship is really important to me and the last thing I want to do is ruin that!
GG: Maybe I should just let it go…
GG: I can be happy for them, really!

TG: for
TG: FCUKS
TG: SAKE
TG: !!!!!!!


tipsyGnostalgic [TG] opened memo on board LETS ALL KISS
TG: ok
TG: you all see the name of this memo
TG: now dicsuss


==>

TT: Wait, is this a joke or are you serious?
TG: pls forward all questions and commetns to the memo

==>

GG: Wait, Roxy!
GG: I’m not sure I understand.

TG: pls refer to memo board title

==>

TG: if you dont all stop messaging me indibidually ill just copypasta it aaaaall here
TG: cuz u know thats what the memos for you dinguses

GT: If i may…?
TG: pls jake
GT: Well i think we all know what roxy here is hinting at especially after the happenings over the last couple weeks.
GT: And frankly i dont see why it isnt worth a shot!

TT: Really, Jake? Are you certain you understand Roxy’s meaning?
TT: Personally I can see its merits as well as long as everyone understands and is comfortable with how it changes things.

TG: dirk
TG: omg dirk

TT: None of us have much experience with relationships in any form in the first place, let alone a complex one like this.
GG: We all frequent the internet, Dirk, I think we understand.
TG: hahahahahahaa well said janey
GG: Thanks, I think. I mean, we’re all mature young adults here!
TT: Well, okay, then. It’s just important to make sure.
TT: From what I understand, a relationship like this is less common than average one-on-one relationships.

TG: yah well our situations kinda different huh?
TG: for months
TG: yes friggen months
TG: ive listened to you all whine about it
TG: oh idk what to do!
TG: oh what if it upsets -insert name here-!
TG: oh these hormones i just want to kiss everyone!
TG: moan bitch whine moan bluh
TG: (distinct lack of ppl wanting to kiss me tho can i just point out)
TG: lets just get it over with we all want to

TT: It's a risk.
TG: our entire lives are a risk
TT: Touché.
GT: Id say its best we dont overthink it and just be happy.
GT: I know theres no one i trust more than you three and this sure feels right to me.
GT: What do you say jane? Youve been a tad quiet.

GG: Oh, well.
GG: I suppose I'm not sure what to do now.

TT: Whatever you want, Jane.
GG: Yes, okay. I do feel... strongly for you all.
GG: And Roxy, I'm sorry you've had to put up with all this, my goodness, I hope you don't feel brushed off in all these shenanigans.

TG: its ok
TG: i understand really
TG: just glad to have everything on the table where we can all see and appreciate it

TT: Thanks, Roxy.
TT: I'm actually a little appalled that I never thought of this, too.

TG: shhhh just blame the hormones
TG: now when can we meet up irl
TG: because i need to smooch you all

Re: FILL: TEAM DIRK<>ROXY

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SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVESPRITE<3JADE

[personal profile] rhedbird 2012-07-23 04:20 pm (UTC)(link)

Train- Sing together.


Tegan and Sara- I've got you.


Oasis- Wonderwall.


SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVESPRITE<3JADE

[personal profile] rhedbird 2012-07-23 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)

Vienna Teng- Gravity.


Holly Brook- Heavy.


Birdy- Skinny love.

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FILL: TEAM John<3Rose

[personal profile] astrologicallydubious 2012-08-04 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
A long time ago, Roxy decided to give up on her crush on Jake. You remember thinking first that you had a better chance now, second that you're some kind of asshole for thinking that first. Roxy is a good friend and sometimes you take that for granted.

She apparently thought so too, because after months of laughing things off and saying she didn't have a shot anyway, she told you (with more typos than usual) that she was sick of Jane going on about Jake and sick of your "stoic mainpain *manpain" and sick of everyone whining about their crush never thinking of them as more than a friend, when all of you do the same thing to her!

You guess you hadn't really planned for that in all your calculations, but she signed off before you could ask if that meant what you were pretty sure it meant.

--

You can tell when Roxy's been drinking, really drinking, by how much she stumbles. When she's buzzed and typing carelessly to give the impression that she's smashed, she's still far too sharp-minded to fool you. It's when she starts slurring her words and bumping into things that you get worried.

The bruise just below her knee is from the coffee table, and the scrape on her shin is from one of those metal windows she keeps around for her "projects," and the sore on her elbow is from the edge of her desk. You raid her freezer for bags of frozen vegetables and hashbrowns to wrap in a thin towel and press on her injuries until her skin is numb.

That's why she drinks, she says, because it's numbing. After a while you kind of just forget your problems.

You know that's not entirely true, she drinks because she can get away with it, but you look around her room at her plush toys and video games and cat sleeping on her pillow and Ms. Lalonde's award-winning books on her shelves, and then at the way she looks at you when she doesn’t think you’re looking, and you know what problems she means.

--

It's too hot in the middle of summer to go out in the middle of the day, but you and Roxy do anyway. You keep to the afternoon shadows of buildings and stretch out beneath a tree in the park. Lying on your back in the grass, you can barely see the sky through the branches.

Beside you, Roxy texts Jake and gives you the blow-by-blow. In the silence between messages you ask her how she got over him. She laughs and says you shouldn't be thinking about that, you've still got a chance, but you just want to know, so she tells you it's easier to stop focusing on someone when you've got someone else to hang with.

--

Roxy is the first one to inform you that Jane and Jake are dating. Beyond the sting of neither of them bothering to tell you (more likely neither of them knowing how) is a duller ache that comes with a lack of surprise. Everyone knew it was going to happen sooner or later.

So Roxy helps you deal with it the only way she knows how. The speed at which she procures a fake ID for you is impressive (and might be a little alarming if it wasn't Roxy) and by the end of the night you're leaning on each other as you stumble home.

Her place is closer than yours and you know your bro won't miss you. She passes out on her bed in the same clothes she's worn all day; you lie next to her on top of the covers, staring out the window, grappling with various -aches and thinking about that day months ago under the tree.

--

In the end you decide that the only thing that really matters is that everyone is happy.

Jake continues to be a good friend, and it hurts for a while, but you think it's worth it to see him smiling and laughing when he sends you pictures of his "grand old adventures!!" with his girlfriend.

Jane gives you some very apologetic looks at first but you flash her a thumbs up and an unspoken promise that things won't be awkward because of this. You know she's wanted this for a long time and she deserves a happy ending as much as anyone.

And Roxy -- Roxy whispers something in Jane's ear that makes Jane blush and shoves her back toward her boyfriend, and then gives you a very indiscreet wink. You realize that it's been a long time since you've heard her pining over anyone; Roxy found her peace before any of you.

You think maybe now she can teach you to do the same.
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SOUNDTRACK: Team Gamzee<3Karkat

[personal profile] sempiternalserpent 2012-07-23 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
brightgray: a silly sock puppet in front of the tatami squares from TG (Default)

FILL: TEAM EQUIUS<3GAMZEE

[personal profile] brightgray 2012-07-29 09:41 am (UTC)(link)
Edited 2012-07-29 09:49 (UTC)

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FILL: TEAM DAVE<3ROSE<3TEREZI

[personal profile] megaparsecs 2012-07-27 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
Rose Lalonde is a little twerp with a bad habit and try too hard short hair. Rose Lalonde blows smoke in your face when she calls you Serket and smells like lavender. Rose Lalonde has a tattoo of a sun on one arm and an octopus on her back and she won't tell you what either of them mean, which you think means they mean something terribly stupid.

When it rains she gives you her jacket and laughs when you hold it in front of you, the height different painfully obvious and laughs harder when you actually put it on. She lights a cigarette and you fold, a little, lean next to her in the alley.

Rose pulls you a little closer and you feel your toes curl up in your boots, all the hairs on your head stand up, but then she mutters "stay put, you're keeping the rain out of my way," and keeps sucking on the damn cigarette.

Rose Lalonde has the reddest fucking lips you've ever seen, and you want to kiss her until she bleeds.

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Soundtrack: Team Kanaya<3Vriska

[personal profile] memyselfandi 2012-07-23 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
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SOUNDTRACK: TEAM DAVE<3JADE

[personal profile] angiie 2012-07-23 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
utopia - belinda
starry eyed - ellie goulding
six feet under the stars - all time low
Edited (WHOOPS IM DUMB AND FORGOT TO TITLE IT CORRECTLY) 2012-07-23 18:44 (UTC)
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FILL: TEAM ARADIA<3SOLLUX

[personal profile] icylily 2012-07-28 06:11 am (UTC)(link)

i took so long with this but im happy XD
you dont know how much i love starry eyed

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SOUNDTRACK: TEAM AUTORESPONDER<3ROXY

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pyrokineticvampire: (Rose)

FILL: TEAM DIRK<>ROXY

[personal profile] pyrokineticvampire 2012-07-26 01:10 am (UTC)(link)
She speaks in a tongue you don't understand, all consonants accentuated with hisses and dark warbles. Everyone says she looks to be in a constant stage of rage, but you know better, you know Rose Lalonde, and that isn't anger. When she's angry, she looks calm and dangerous, she doesn't screech and writhe. No, this isn't rage, it's pain.

JUST STAY AWAY FROM HER, STRIDER.

WHY DON'T W3 GO V1S1T TH3 M4YOR?

I Believe We Will Only Provoke Her And Its Best To Leave Her Be

You ignore them, they don't know Rose like you do, not even Kanaya. You go right into Rose's chambers and spend time with her even though she spends most of her time asleep and when she isn't asleep she's destructive and non-responsive. You fell asleep in your chair once and woke up to her blasting a hole through the wall with her wand. The truth is, you still see Rose as Rose, while the other seem to think she's lost herself and been taken over by some dark forces. Quite frankly it pisses you off.

i thought being violent and murderous was a normal troll thing why are you all acting like rose going a little crazy is heralding the apocalypse
that vriska chick can kill people and its fine but as soon as a human loses their temper theyre considered hostile and deserve to be locked up alone
what the fuck guys
and what about gamzee has anyone even seen him in the last century


Everyone had a fair amount to say about that. Terezi insisted that what Vriska did wasn't right but it was different and Karkat ranted about having Gamzee completely under control thank you very much and there were different circumstances but all you heard was people excusing their friends while not cutting Rose the same slack. Kanaya was quiet during the entire thing and you're still not sure what her stance is on all of this. You know she was wary of Rose's drastic measures and interest in horrorterrors.

When you sleep, you try talking to the horrorterrors, but it makes you feel ridiculous. You're not a Seer, you don't know anything about being grimdark, and Rose's books are still in her sylladex somewhere. All you know is that you're certain Rose didn't intend for this to happen, that if she'd done it on purpose there would have been a reason for it like the first time it happened and she would be back to normal by now.

==>

It feels like swimming in an endless ocean. You can't see more than a few feet ahead and you never run out of breath, maybe you don't even need to breathe. It's dark and cold and occasionally lonely, but you're not always aware and conscious enough to register that last emotion, or any emotion at all.

It feels like floating, like you don't have a care in the world. You don't have a body anymore, you just exist and you've always existed like this, there was nothing before. Nothing. No one.

A burst of red takes over your vision and it hurts. There's a ticking, like a clock, and it's infuriating and you want to smash it to make it stop and there's a weird feeling in your chest, except you don't have a chest and you don't have feelings, but if you did and you put a name to this one it would be...

Dave.

==>

rose?

You swear her eyes cleared for a moment, you swear there was recognition. You take her face in both your hands and force her to look at you. She sneers and pulls away but you don't let her get far, wrapping your arms right around her and holding her close.

rose youre being so uncool just snap out of it
have you even heard some of the noises that come out of your mouth
like a demonic dolphin
do you need an exorcism rose because ill fucking do it


She scratches her fingernails into your chest and says something in demonic-dolphian.

see? and its fitting right because arent dolphins supposed to be really smart
youre smart
hey can you analyze a dream for me
i was talking to big tentacle beasts so i think you can probably do something with that


SHUT UP.

ok you still sound scary as fuck and all demonic but that was english so well done
any progress is good progress


She shrieks and struggles in your hold.

yeah i missed you too

The shriek becomes a whine and she suddenly looks exausted, collapsing forward against you. Kill me. Please. Kill me.

She falls asleep and you lay her back down to bed, seating yourself beside her. You have to admit that was a little scary and you have a feeling when she wakes up again, she'll be back to how she was before, not remembering that mini break through. You don't allow yourself to hope. You don't even want to care this much but you're way beyond that point. youre frustrating as hell, lalonde

You tell Kanaya what happened and she says to do what Rose asked, to kill her.

Maybe Its The Only Way

maybe shut the hell up

Do Not Forget She Is Immortal
I Can Do It If You Cannot


oh yeah
and still shut up i can fucking do it


You really don't want to do it. What if this counts as either heroic or just? But Kanaya is probably right, there isn't another way or Rose wouldn't have so resolutely asked for her own death. If it's permanent, you'll still see her in the dreambubbles, you hope.

The next time you see Rose, you drive your sword through her chest.

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