Scenario:The Doss! End of the Line Farewell Tour - Chapter 4: Deathwing - Episode 2
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The Doss! End of the Line Farewell Tour - Chapter 4: Deathwing - Episode 2
When Aoidos returns to the inn, Vyrn and Rackam reaffirm their commitment to the band, but a shell-shocked Aoidos is in his own world, secretly wondering how to kill his bandmates. He later feels guilty for having such dark thoughts, which is exacerbated by his manager's suspicions, and passes out from strain.
Rackam: Have you two made up your minds?
Vyrn: Yep. No better way to prove naysayers wrong than by bringin' down the house.
Baal: It's uncouth to pit musical fortitude against each other, but truthfully speaking, I find other bands to be lacking.
Baal: I will return to the Doss.
Manager: I'm sorry, guys. Can't thank you enough for taking Aoidos's antics in stride.
Rackam: It's not like I've been the most enthusiastic member of the band, but I've come this far, so why not see it through?
Manager: You have my deepest gratitude.
Rackam: Aren't you takin' this appreciation thing a li'l too far?
The manager's eyes are closed as he gives his thanks.
The others are weirded out by his behavior, but continue to wait in silence for Aoidos's return.
Aoidos: ...
Vyrn: There you are! Where've you been?
Baal: How long do you wish to drag on this hiatus? The festival is around the corner.
Aoidos: ...
Rackam: Hey... Sorry 'bout earlier. You know, that talk about stayin' or leavin'?
Rackam: I gave it some thought, and quitting halfway through just ain't my style. Plus, I wanna jam at the festival.
Aoidos: (These guys... How do I do it...)
Rackam: So I guess what I'm sayin' is, there's no problem with us comin' back, right?
Aoidos: !
Aoidos: Heh. I take it you've overcome the inadequacies that you felt stunted your resolve?
Rackam: Well... Something like that. We can still make up for it.
Aoidos: Good enough. Are you ready to play the greatest song ever written?
Vyrn: Psh, you've got a drummer who can flam, diddle, and roll like no skydweller ever could.
Baal: My spirit is always in motion, but what about you? Show me that pathos.
Aoidos: All right. It's our duty to guide fans up the stairway to heaven. Time to get composing.
Rackam: Wait, quick note. Take your time on this, wouldja? You look like you're about to collapse.
Aoidos: What?
Vyrn: We're all worried about you.
Baal: As long as the song is finished by the day before the festival, I can play it. You can leave my part last if it'll help.
Aoidos: Hah. Who do you take me for? At worst you'll be dealing with the composing speeds of regular Aoidos. I'll have this done in no time.
Vyrn: Now there's the Aoidos we know and love.
Aoidos: Aoidos is Aoidos, and that's never going to change.
Manager: ...
The musician returns to his room and sets to composing anew.
Aoidos: What am I missing? Tempo changes? Compositional balance?
Aoidos: Ngh!
Manager: Aoidos, you were acting strangely when you came back earlier.
Aoidos: Huh?
Manager: Did something happen to you earlier?
Aoidos: It's nothing.
Manager: What were you thinking about when you saw the others again?
Aoidos: ...!
Aoidos: I thought they might provide me with inspiration for the song. That's all.
Rackam: I gave it some thought, and quitting halfway through just ain't my style. Plus, I wanna jam at the festival.
Aoidos: (These guys... How do I do it...)
Aoidos: (How do I kill them?)
Aoidos: Aoidos... is Aoidos...
Aoidos: Always at the top of my game...
Aoidos: Nothing else—
Aoidos: ...
Manager: Aoidos!
Manager: Aoidos! Stay with me!
Aoidos: ...