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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!

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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

[faithkept]

[Go Karen on their asses Jacopo.]

I can only imagine the jobs were left to two separate people, in that case... I do hope we'll be able to sort out our answers soon, though I do feel a few things are quite self-explanatory.

[obdure]

That whoever dragged our souls here are a deranged sort?

[ they're.... sexy.... ]

This is humiliating.

[faithkept]

Well! [WELL!!!!!! THEY DID PUT THEM IN SEXY ANGEL OUTFITS SO WHO IS HE TO ARGUE WITH EITHER OF THESE STATEMENTS.]

At the very least, they included a few extra garments in the boxes. Did you receive anything you could cover up with?

[obdure]

[ And it is like a reflective floor that can upskirt them... They're perverts. ]

I received a wrap. [ Which he isn't wearing because it wouldn't really defeat the humiliating part. It's too late. ] I never imagined the afterlife to attempt being hospitable.

[faithkept]

[NOT THE UPSKIRTING FLOORS. Time to just sit forever.]

What was your vision for the afterlife, then?

[obdure]

[ This area is teamlabs. ]

Nothing. I believed if you died, then that's it.

[faithkept]

[HELP.]

Ah... [That's so grim. Damn. Imagine not believing in any sort of afterlife at all...] ...Do you find it a decent surprise, or one that you dislike?

[obdure]

Regardless of what I feel, I'm here.

[ It's neutral, but more on the somber and distant side. Weary, too. ]

You seem unperturbed for the most part, but we could have been sent to a fiery hell instead.

[faithkept]

I suppose that's true enough.

[This poor weary lad with his exhausted vibes. What a whole mood. thats me aki, lucas is not weary or exhausted in the least.]

The Hades that I'm familiar with is reserved for a very specific type of individual. [He was never concerned about ending up there!] Though this is unfamiliar as far as Heaven goes, it could certainly be much worse.

[obdure]

... Perhaps this is a waiting room. [ Brainstorming since he's been given a braincell to use instead of just being dead dead. ] And we'll be properly sorted.

Then those who are meant to see Heaven for what it is will.

[ He motions his hands over to the elusive shapes here and there. ]

[faithkept]

A waiting room...

[Just humming to himself as he mulls this comparison over. LIKE, IT SEEMS LIKE IT COULD CHECK?? But it's so weird...]

I suppose it makes as much sense as anything else here. Though I do wonder what's meant to happen to those who are sorted elsewhere. It seems too cruel to let someone have a glimpse of an afterlife they can't claim...

[A LOVING GOD WOULDN'T DO THIS.]

[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.

[faithkept]

Life may have its hurdles and cruelty, but Heaven and the gods who lead to it wouldn't be so unkind.

[HE'S TOO RELIGIOUS TO BE REALISTIC. But, a little curiously:]

Would you consider yourself to be a sinner, monsieur?

[obdure]

You're a follower, then.

[ Matter-of-fact, not judgmental or anything. He won't yuck your yum for this. ]

Is there anyone free of sin?

[faithkept]

I do have faith in a god, yes.

[Thanks for not being anti religious people, Jacopo Jacoposon.]

There are some truly divine people in the world, but it's true enough that the average human does carry sins in their day to day life. There's still a great difference between a person who carries a few sins and a sinner, even so.

[obdure]

[ Sometimes you hear enough churchy things, so you're used to it. ]

You'll hear from a number of people that few sins still make a sinner, then others preach what you do. [ Jacopo doesn't quite resonate with any of them, but he gets it. A half-shrug. ] I'm sure across a couple of doctrines, I'd be damned.

[faithkept]

[The church was inside the house all along...

He's expression falls just a bit at that, though. CRESTFALLEN... It's always so sad to hear people call themselves sinners, however true or false it may be.]

Mm... And yet, you're here for now, yes? So perhaps that bodes well for you regardless.

[obdure]

[ The house is the church all along... Jacopo's eyes narrow a bit into a squint. ]

... Yes, I'm here getting sad looks of pity.

[ Lucas didn't even look that sad. Jacopo is just being dramatic. ]

[faithkept]

[THE POPE WAS IN THE MAFIA...

This is so funny though this MAN. He immediately looks a little contrite, instead.]

My apologies; I meant no ill. It just sounded so very resigned...

[obdure]

[ Good. He's a bit placated by the expression.

But with a wry smile. ]

We're dead, so what more can we be?

[faithkept]

[This man is so mercurial.]

Hopeful, I'd say, but you do seem to be a bit dire.

[obdure]

[ his mental illness is being an indecisive teen girl at a cafe with an assortment of pastries to choose from ]

I act appropriately for circumstances unless you want to point me to something to be hopeful for.

[faithkept]

[BE WELL.]

Is there not quite a good deal to be hopeful for? The path ahead is widely unknown, after all.

[Are you a half empty or half full glasser, Jacopo... He thinks he already knows the answer to this.]

[obdure]

[ It is obvious which one he is..... He's also thinking that Lucas is a half full dude. ]

Normally, for many, that is something to fear.