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📌 Welcome

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]

That's too bad.... still, if it's okay, maybe I'll tell her about it? You know... if I, ah, ever see her again....

[ it seems to occur to charlie that she might not. whoops ]

[boxcar]

Is it weird to expect doors?

[ He glances back at the cafe... ]

[kumeyuri]

[...]

Seriously, I don't own the right to iai or anything. You're free to do with the knowledge as you please.

[kumeyuri]

Stop looking at me.

[boxcar]

Oh yeah. That's the word.

[ Pantheon seems kind of right. ]

The Ministry of Darkness is huge, but technically I think it is one church...? But you can have smaller churches dedicated to each god.

[punnier]

[ (Success.) ]

I've got plenty more than that.

[kumeyuri]

[a sigh]

I think we're all pretty confused.

[boxcar]

You served a big important role.

There must've been a lot of people you helped. I respect it.

[productionhell]

Just making sure. This is a lot, especially for mortals.

[ she smiles it off! simple as that. she just wanted to make the offer, in case it wasn't hyperbole ]

But gotcha. Food it is. Maybe some food and conversation? I'd love to get to know you a little better, mister.

[ he looks young but she will be polite ]

[kumeyuri]

Sound less proud of that.

[gutterbound]

[raise your standards

Meanwhile Richie turns his head ever so slowly and ever so slightly towards the kid. Shamefully the first thing he thinks of is the mask — hard not to think of the old Phantom lurking around his opera, masking scars and singing his sad little heart out. Could be a degenerative disease.

Of course he calls it a "curse", but it's probably more a figure of speech. Watching folks fit as fiddles suddenly wither into gaunt husks sure seemed like a curse, particularly when it hits an epidemic. Got a fair few of those going around on his own turf, don't he?]

Awful sorry to hear it. 23, huh? Christ on a bike, that's barely living. And it's pretty widespread?

[faithkept]

I see... The Ministry of Darkness is a rather ominous name for a church to begin with, but I suppose it fits if the gods send even the good through painful trials.

[What the hell is going ON IN YALLS RELIGION.]

Do you follow any?

[productionhell]

Oh, of course! I am nowhere near giving up. I just wanted us to take a short break.

[ since they both got fogfucked.... but frankly she's more worried about him than herself ]

[boxcar]

... Is it? It just kind of is what it is.

Most of Vatican City primarily follows the Church of Alll-mer though.

[productionhell]

Right-- of course, thank you.

[ why is she thanking him for that ]

[obdure]

Life is cruel already. It'd be naive to not extend such expectations past death.

[ BE REALISTIC ]

I wouldn't put it past angels to turn deaf to the pleas of sinners, anyway.

[boxcar]

Good. We'll get back to it later then.

[ You really shouldn't be. ]

[noirges]

Maybe in... a pamphlet.

[ a beat ]

About... the afterlife. Which can definitely all fit in a pamphlet.

[productionhell]

Yes, absolutely. [ a friend flies over to join them ]

Oh! Marcoh, meet Razzle.

[gutterbound]

And this is more leg than either of us want to show, but here we are. Nice quads, by the way. You a pilates man?

[God he wants a smoke.]

You and me both. I tried to take a wander around, see if there was anyone especially authoritative kicking it breezy where we couldn't catch them, but no dice. Every which way you wander, you just spin back to this happy slice of nothing.

It's enough to drive a guy bugshit, I'll tell you that.

[noirges]

Probably.

[ sure ]

Though I'd rather not doing anything that'd impair or harm others, Mademoiselle.

[punnier]

Probably depends on how you look at it?

[ Takes a moment to think, trying to latch onto that thought to not let it go. ]

A lightless hole is.. a cosmic body of intense gravity where even light cannot escape it. Not that you can see it normally by looking at a night sky like you can stars.

[noirges]

There's a friend of mine here who is!

[ . . . ]

But his Lord seems to be really pro-wine, so. Probably not this one.

[obdure]

Don't be insecure. I am not ridiculing you.

[ He won't look away. ]

With each passing second, the more sure I am this is a freak's afterlife.

1/3

[kumeyuri]

[...

it's not like uruha has never heard stuff like this??? HE RECEIVED ENDLESS AMOUNTS OF SIMILAR REMARKS DURING AND AFTER THE WAR, but after everything that's happened recently...]