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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:

📱
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

[purities]

Normal. [making a face, like. is it really?] Everyone I've spoken to claims to have only just arrived. It looks like we've been left to our own devices.

[purities]

[hums.]

Abijah Fowler. That's his name.

[boxcar]

I'm not that good at using my head unless it's to break someone's nose.

If there are theories to be made then I don't really have anything. If danger appears though, I am prepared.

[peripheries]

Isn't it said that ghosts happen when a person can't move on from life? Seems like a very human thing to me.

[florescences]

[ dw said i can't see your icon ]

Life is more romantic that way.

[ziosar]

I'm not sure those pamphlets existed in the first place. It must be some kind of prank.

[Like the angel costumes. There's so much nonsense, eh?]

[boxcar]

If you think otherwise then at least it's one idea that things might not be what they seem.

I'm not married to the idea that we're dead. It doesn't feel like it. I won't just give into the thought.

[punnier]

[ He doesn't take any offense to it, it's better to hear that than to be so pointedly teased actually? ]

Did I give off a different impression?

[jiaohua]

[the way it's going to be both this time next week]

...I suppose not.

[florescences]

[ she claps her hands together, delighted. ]

That's what I consider a perfect way to spend the time. Let's start with you. ♪

[trifocal]

Hunted for their powers? How would that work?

[ looking a little horrified. ]

[outdistanced]

Because some of our powers are tied to our bodies. [ HE SAYS LIKE IT'S OBVIOUS, though he feels a little ill talking about it. ] That's why Spawncampers go after things like Lily eyes. Take their eyes, and you take their power.

[ hilariously this is one of the only canon examples we actually have. the one with the eyes. ]

[trifocal]

Oh, these? A couple of kind gentlemen gave me theirs.

[ In all, there's a dragon, a bear, and a mouse. ]

[florescences]

It's what it sounds like. You can sometimes.... sometimes stop someone from contacting you.

[punnier]

..You don't think someone would actually attack us though right?

[ Haven't they all gone through a lot as is? That'd be pretty messed up and weird? ]

[cupidsammo]

Y- yeah. I'm surprised we can take anything we want, really.

[punnier]

It's good adult humor.

[ziosar]

Hm. That's better.

[Okay! A common point of agreement, good. All is well that ends well!]

I didn't think that toy would make you so...happy?

[Akihiko has no space for whimsy in his heart. Stuffed toys are a no-go for him...but it seems Kaworu appreciated it, for some reason]

[ziosar]

Among other things. It's all about communication, but also has a clock, a timer, and other things like that. [Akihiko shrugs] Pretty much everyone has one.

[ziosar]

...at least it seems everyone is taking the situation well? Nobody has made a scene so far.

[We're so calm, ruining the cafe and blocking the bathroom and what not, instead of focusing on the horrible fact we're all dead, oops]

[dickkick]

overflow!

[ziosar]

I'm trying to take a good look at the thing over my head. I know it's a halo, but it doesn't look normal at all.

[He's pretty sure halos either are a plain round disc, or a spiky disc. Not whatever he's got floating above his head!

But also focusing on something relatively innocuous is good to keep himself grounded instead of getting all upset he died. Coping is hard sometimes, you know?]

[ziosar]

It's far from ideal, but it doesn't seem all that bad yet. Just annoying.

[Except when you're, like, getting a sword pointed at you, and that kind of stuff, but oh well]

[fightolive]

Not yet, at least.

[ This place could be a much bigger mess... but maybe that's because there's not enough stuff to ruin yet. ]

[lightning]

Purgatory, is it. [ considers this. ] A place where our souls are weighed, and our judgement meted?