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[holyspirits]

Weekend 0

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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.

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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

[berserketype]

[ the joy of people not asking you if your ears and tail are real on main.... ]

Makin' me own. Gotta look at what the kitchen's got to offer before I can figure out if I can make anything', yeah?

[fried]

[ god right shakes hand

he visibly brightens at this. ]

Oh, of course. And what cuisine do you specialize in, sir...? [ introduce yourself first, jiaoqiu, you bastard ]

[berserketype]

[ furry chef to furry chef conversation. ]

Oh, hey! [ also brightens. ] You a cook too? Nice!

[ cooks finding cooks, even in space I ALMOST TYPOED THAT REALLY BADLY HELP ME ] Ah, nothin' really. I made whatever I can with what I got. It's gotta taste good though, that's the only rule.

[fried]

[ HELP THAT'S A COMPLETELY DIFFERENT HEAVEN ]

I... suppose you could call me a cook, though I prefer healer. [ there's only a touch of disgruntled to this. it's fine he recovers. ] That is a rule of mine, as well. Are you a fan of spicy foods? Maybe we can cobble something together.

[berserketype]

[ it’s someone’s idea of heaven that’s for sure. ]

… [ huh. ] A healer? [ an unhappy healer? wow. ] Guess nutrition’s part of all that gettin’ healthy stuff. Makes sense.

[ imagine if hyv had made him a healer and he smack people with a ladle. ]

… It’s alright? Depends on how spicy it is.

[fried]

[ they should've made jiaoqiu a healer but with the exact same kit tbh. boils his enemies into health soup ]

Food is nourishing for both the body and spirit. It's essential to the healing process. You need fuel, to heal, and if it tastes like slop, your soul will eventually wither.

[ he has Strong Opinions on this ]

Hm... I've yet to find someone who enjoys it like I do.

[berserketype]

[ ok but that would’ve been funny. also help me, dw has really given up on icons. ]

You don’t got to me twice about all that. [ truly. ] Can’t really deal with slop in the first place.

[ he just sticks his tongue out. like a lil kitty. me getting bas by the neck like are you a wolf or a cat or a colf??? explain. ]

Sensitive tastebuds. S’probably someone out here who’s into it though? There’s enough of us that the chance’s pretty high.

[fried]

[ i know my laptop said no, fuck you re: icons ]

There certainly are a lot of us. [ agreed... ] Hm.

Well, in any case. Would you mind company in trying to find a kitchen?

[berserketype]

[ oh my phone’s loading them no problem. wow. ]

Would I? That’s what I came back here for in the first place. Y’think there’s anyone workin’ here we could ask? Or maybe a door we could crack open…

[fried]

[ stares despondently at the blank space where your icon should be ]

Oh, asking often earns you a no. [ he says, cheerfully. better to ask forgiveness later, he thinks. hehe. ] Let's see if there's any place we can poke our noses into.

[berserketype]

[ stares in the same way ]

Jus' barge in and take ownership of the place? [ ..................... ] Why not.

[ that's not quite what jiaoqiu said, but y'know. he's got spirit. ]

[fried]

[ honestly it's close enough to the spirit of the suggestion so he doesn't argue. their kitchen now. nobody is using it!!!

like, what kitchen, because there isn't one, but they can look! ]

There's no use in letting something useful go to waste.

[berserketype]

[ this kitchen is claimed in the name of furries.

y'know. the kitchen. the one that definitely exists in our minds. ]

Right? 'Specially if we can do better than this stupid beepin' thing.