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Weekend 0

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Think for a moment. What's the last thing you remember, exactly? Were you with your loved ones? Were you fighting for your life? Whatever the case may be, the story ends like this: you died. Regardless of how important circumstances were, you have been eliminated from your own world. That's all there is.

Perhaps it will surprise you to wake up surrounded by the sky in every direction. What's above is reflected below in the shallow water that ripples beneath you without getting you wet. Strangely, what lies beneath this water is a mystery to you, and it feels more like walking on a glass surface, completely solid and clear underfoot.

Despite the fact you've perished, nothing hurts. Any injuries you arrived with have been neatly bandaged, and anything life-threatening has been mended enough that it no longer is. The warm sunshine probably feels good on your skin right now, doesn't it? The temperature is perfect, and you feel oddly comfortable considering the circumstances.

You aren't the only one rousing, however. Strangers around you also blink into consciousness, glowing halos flickering to life and floating over their heads. It might be hard to see the shape of your own halo looking up, but your reflection on the ground should help with that. Reaching up to touch it will prove futile. It's intangible, though your hand feels a little warm passing through it.

Your first instinct might be to leave. Can't blame you. You're in a strange place surrounded by strange people and no sense of direction. You might even try to use one of your powers from your home world to escape, but try as you might they don't appear to work. Worry not though; it looks like this place has bestowed some gifts upon you. Within your vicinity you have have one item from home. You have a gift box with your name on it. And, of course, you have the brand new sexy angel costume that you're already wearing! 😇

So what are you waiting for? Up and at 'em! The island has plenty of space to explore, though as you approach the edge it fades slowly into a thick fog. Pressing onward into the fog will disorient you and soon you'll find yourself completely turned around right back where you started. Probably best to stick to this area.

But hey, there's plenty to look at still! Instead of empty space, scattered around the island you'll see glassy, transparent protrusions from the ground. Most of them... well, you can't quite make out the shape. Could be buildings. Could be trees. Could be objects on the ground. Flowers, maybe? Their form doesn't seem to want to settle, and the light catching on their edges isn't really as illuminating as you'd like.

There is one exception to this. One shape seems to be more stable than the rest, less transparent and instead just... hazy. It's like you're looking at it through glasses with the wrong prescription. Even though it's blurry, you can tell that it's a cafe, and its door is wide open. Thoughtful, right? Whoever or whatever brought you here, at least they don't want you to starve!

Though no one is manning the counter, you can order your desired meal off of the slightly-clearer touch screen menu that offers up any kind of fast food you could want. There are also two restrooms in the back, with the keys hanging up on the wall beside them. That aside, there doesn't appear to be anything else open and you're left to your own devices.

We understand this is a lot to process, so take your time adjusting. And remember: everything is fine.

🎁 Gift Basket

As mentioned, each of you wake up with your item from home and a gift box with your name on it. There's a printed note attached to the fancy ribbon tying it off. It reads: Enjoy a welcome gift from us! For any questions, please refer to the informational pamphlet inside. ... but naturally, no such pamphlet seems to exist.

Each box contains the following:

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Cell Phone

A smartphone. Text and call to your heart's content. Just kidding! There's no service yet.
At least the camera and notes app work.

🖊️
Pen

One encouraging pen of your choice. Blue ink!

🥚
Egg

A large egg the color of your halo. About ostrich egg sized. Warm.

⚔️
Toy Lightsaber

A collapsible toy lightsaber! Lights up the same color as your halo.

🧸
Squishmallow

A small squishmallow! Any animal or item that would suit your personality.

🧶
One Crocheted Accessory

A cute scarf/mittens/hat/etc, handmade in a color that suits you.

♡

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Comments

[productionhell]

Well, there's always pizza! That's a classic.

Do you want to split one?

[boxcar]

[ He permits this. She can swing away. ]

Have you gone into the fog yet?

[foreverphantom]

[ rolls his eyes. here we go again. ]

Food and the very concept of eating is disgusting.

[faithkept]

If there were any ropes to be found, I'd say it's not a terrible idea.

[They would have definitely died out there.]

Barring that, perhaps we ought to take a rest for now?

[florescences]

In a way. There are some feelings that can only be carried by letters, but a phone is much faster.

[ she sees that questioning look. ]

Like a painting? Made with technology.

[productionhell]

[ peeks through her fingers.... if he's naked she will cover her eyes again out of respect for his teenage modesty ]

Yeah, it's not.... ideal.

Do you not like your squish toy...?

[boxcar]

Finding a way back from dying?

I don't know where you'd start with something like that, but I won't tell anyone it's impossible.

I'd prefer if it was true too. Do you?

[fried]

[ at least he didn't say i watched you punch like three people ]

No broken bones. [ he pushes his hair up a bit. under his bangs is a bruise, but it's not that bad. ] Only a bruise and loss of some dignity.

Or at least I assume there's a bruise. I can't exactly see my own face.

[ziosar]

[WHY DO SO MANY OF YOU KEEP EATING BURGERS FROM RANDOM PILES this heaven sucks

At least he stops punching. Akihiko looks like a mess, geez]

...I'm not hungry right now, sorry.

[Total lie, he just doesn't want to pick up random floor burgers]

But don't let me stop you.

[faithkept]

Those are very fickle-sounding humans.

[A beat.]

Though I hope you don't mind my asking what you consider yourself to be, if you speak as though you aren't one?

[productionhell]

Not yet. But I did see someone who was dizzy after trying it...

Have you tried it, Marcoh?

[kumeyuri]

Mm. Wasn't exactly expecting to make acquaintances in death, but while I wouldn't wish it on people, it's better than wandering a void alone.

[trifocal]

Huh?

[ she is perplexed like is this racism or is it eye envy???? ]

I'm... sorry.

[ she'll just try apologizing again. ]

[kumeyuri]

[looks at the phone again]

From who, do you think...?

[boxcar]

You are bruised.

[ He raises a hand as if to touch Jiaoqiu and then thinks better of it, dropping his hand. ]

Do you want to go get ice?

[kumeyuri]

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it takes him a few moments]

[gutterbound]

'Fraid so.

[He's smiling now. Still unnerved, do not mistake him, but for god's sake what else is he supposed to do? Look at this place. Look at the rest of the people here. There's about three to four that would pass muster at airport security, 12 that would get pulled aside, and about 25 that would get sent to an exorcist. Let him have a bit of levity.

And if she's really not hurting, then...]

I'll take your word for it. I mean, sure, I suppose we're dead. Hard to believe when it all feels so solid, is all.

[And with strangely mortal urges. His fingers twitch, wanting for the slim form of a Marlboro balanced between the knuckles. Alas, no soap.]

I'm Rich, by the way. Rich Tozier. I'd say it's a pleasure to meet you but I don't find much pleasurable about this set up at all. What should I call you?

[ugghh]

This is outside my usual realm of comfort.

[ related, he is not looking directly at her. ]

[boxcar]

[ Hmm... ]

No, but I'm willing to try.

[faithkept]

[THIS IS SO BAFFLING TO HIM. ALL DOGS GO TO HELL???]

Of course...? Do you truly not?

[punnier]

[ (.."White"?) ]

..Stars. [ That is at least familiar. If feels like a bit of a joke. But they decide not to think about it, peering up at his halo. ] You do.

It's, um... a lightless filled circle.

[kumeyuri]

Yeah. [one hand idly goes to the hilt of his sword] All that we can really do right now is remain on guard, come whatever may.

[faithkept]

[Oh! Yes... He does not question this magically appearing box and phone that have been here the whole time and just nods.]

Oh! So it's like a communicator, then? I had wondered what it was. I was told it was like a camera...

[cupidsammo]

—Wait, I can't take it! You should use your own!

[ziosar]

They are.

[He doesn't even try to dry up the tears, pretending they're not there. It's partly because like hell he's going to risk getting his hands up because what if they have spice of them from the close proximity to this hotpot? Nah, watery eyes forever, it'll be]

So the beef bowl isn't all that good. Good to know. I'm glad I didn't have to find that out by myself.

[The disappointment would have been insult to injury, given the whole 'we are in heaven because we died' thing]