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[holyspirits]

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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!

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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.

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Squishmallow

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

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One Crocheted Accessory

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

♡

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Comments

[productionhell]

Well, I just mean we can figure out what's happening together! Kind of like a team.

[ there's a silver lining here, quickly ]

Oh, are you talking about Hell? This definitely isn't it.

[ she would know ]

[spiritbalm]

Maybe you can all work together to find the pamphlet.

[ suspicious. ]

I don't know what Hell is. I meant what I said.

[productionhell]

That's what I'm working on right now. Would you like to join me?

[ winning smile (tm) ]

Well-- what you're describing is definitely hell. Which is not here. And I would know.

[spiritbalm]

[ oh boy. well. ]

No, I'm already occupied.

[ but he'll keep asking questions because she seems to Know Something. ]

And Hell is ... ?

[productionhell]

Oh, that's too bad. Maybe next time.

[ maybe never ]

What you described is essentially Hell. Without the wandering. But sinners go there when they die. Well, if they're deemed sinners.

[ this is a kind of sore spot, maybe ]

[spiritbalm]

Next time if you're going to make offers, I'd start the bidding higher than "the joy of teamwork."

[ oh. he sees. (he doesn't see). ]

The Maker judges, but the Maker is long absent, so I imagine that causes confusion.

[productionhell]

Well -- there's not much I can offer right now, unless you'd like my pen or squish toy... or food...

[ i see ]

Er--- sure. Heaven doesn't seem to know why winners end up there, rather than Hell. [ throws some shade ]

[spiritbalm]

I told you, I'm already occupied. Try your luck with one of the others.

[ he does not understand the shade but he can catch a shady tone. ]

Winning and losing having to do with it, how exactly?

[productionhell]

Okay, mister. Maybe next time.

[ he really does not wanna hang out..... except that he's hanging out right now ]

That's just what they call mortal souls who end up in Heaven. Winners. Those who end up in Hell are called Sinners. I'm not a fan of it, either.

[spiritbalm]

[ he is just being clear so she doesn't get her hopes up! ]

The Chantry is going to be very disappointed they missed such a clear rhyme. [ lol. ] So, if this isn't either of those places, then surely somewhere else beyond the Veil.

[productionhell]

[ how thoughtful ]

If I may ask... Can you tell me more about the Chantry?

Yes, I .... Don't know what the Veil is, but otherwise, I agree.

[spiritbalm]

The Chantry is the Chantry.

[ duh. but no, fine, he understands why a demon might ask these kind of curious questions. they tend to be kind of fascinated by the mundane world. ]

It is a religious organization, devoted to spreading the word of Andraste and the Maker, through the Chant of Light. Its seat of power is in Orlais, but its laws and creeds spread across Thedas - at least in the South and the Free Marches.

[productionhell]

Oh, I see, I see. Thank you for explaining, sir.

[ is he ever gonna tell her his name or is he just gonna be "sir" the rest of this game ]

It seems like all religion is pretty similar. From what I know of Earth, they are also about a maker of sorts-- I assume the Maker is a god? And beings of light. Are the laws and creeds about being a good person and making good choices?