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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:

📱
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

[peripheries]

I.

[Well, well, well. This isn't what he expected. Squinting in the bright light, Kaworu stands up and inspects himself though he doesn't seem concerned about the fact that he's now wearing a white crop top and white hot pants and some wing clips in his hair, instead of his school uniform.

Then he notices the box and he leaps for it and clutches it close so he can look it over like it's a piece of treasure. Kaworu opens the box and tears through it like a spoiled kid on Christmas... except as he goes through the various items, like his plushie, a pen that says "Today is the day to get ahead!", and finally the egg, his expression sours.]

I never thought the first gift I receive would be so tacky. What is wrong with humans?

[He promptly chucks the egg back into the box like it's a bean bag or something.]

II.

[Hey! Kaworu is approaching you with his box in hand.]

Hey, what did you get? Is yours better than mine? What does your pen say?

[HE'S GOING FOR YOUR FUCKING PEN.]

III.

[At the edge of the cafe, Kaworu sits by himself. He spent some time playing with the ordering kiosk, just pushing buttons until someone shoved him out of the way. Now he's staring at the cellphone, brows furrowed and a look of forelorn concern on his face.]

I don't know Shinji-kun's number... He never gave it to me.

[He stares for a few more minutes before inhaling and typing in 111-111-1111. And then 111-111-1112... and well you get it.]

ii

[noirges]

[ yves' pen says BE KIND

which he will kindly show over to kaworu and if he wants it he can have it i guess ]

Are you a pen enthusiast?

[peripheries]

Not at all.

I've just never had a gift before and I want to see if anyone got something better.

[SO NORMAL]

ii.

[sacredpath]

It says, "Be Kind."

[she sounds disgusted, and then kaworu goes for it.]

Excuse you! That's mine!

[peripheries]

You're an adult, shouldn't you have been taught to be generous to children? It's how people survive after all.

[He says this not like he's shaming her but like he's reciting a historical fact.]

[spiritbalm]

[ it says You're The Bomb!

he can take it though. anders is SCOWLING in return. ]

Give it back, I need that.

[peripheries]

To write what? Most people don't lives notable enough to write down.

[He sounds disbelieving and then... his eyes widen and his hand, going for the pen, wavers and he looks up at Anders.]

Or is it a love letter?

II

[ziosar]

I didn't look. Let me see...

[Akihiko takes his own pen, finds the letters, and reads it:]

'Do great things'. Thanks for the reminder, but isn't that stating the obvious?

[What's the point of doing something if you don't do your best, therefore making it great?]

[peripheries]

It's a bit pointless, don't you think? Most people will never do great things. They'll just be average. So they're just lying to themselves.

[HE IS LESS INTERESTED IN THIS PEN. WHAT IS YOUR PLUSHIE...]

another ii to the ii pile

[faithkept]

[WHAT'S WITH THIS SASSY LOST CHILD. Kaworu goes for the pen and Lucas just plays keep-away, though he doesn't seem frustrated or irritated. If anything, there's just a faint lil thread of amusement.]

If you would like to see, then please ask first, my dear.

[peripheries]

I did ask. So-

[He clearly demanded but there's also sincerity in the kids voice. Like he literally doesn't know the difference.]

iii

[florescences]

Shinji? Who is he to you?

[ her curiosity is sincerity, but she waits to see how he answers before doing anything else. ]

[peripheries]

He's the person who is most important to me in the whole world.

[Another set of numbers. Another dial tone. He looks up at her.]

Is there someone you think of that way?

iii

[midway]

[ Looking curiously at him typing. ]

Number... Like a brand?

[peripheries]

No.

[Wow! Get with it old man the future is now!!]

To like to speak to someone you care about.

[And just that. No customer service calls for this guy.]

i

[productionhell]

[ a woman in this outfit approaches him ]

Oh, don't say that. I'm sure someone put a lot of thought into it.

[peripheries]

Why? Just because someone had thoughts doesn't mean they were good ones.

[Thanks m'am!!! Tosses the pen aside like it's trash.]

ii!

[purities]

[mizu's pen says life is sweet. he can take the pen, mizu doesn't give a fuck. just tosses it at his face before he can get too close.]

It's all trash.

[peripheries]

[One man's trash is another man's vaguely intriguing trash. He nods like this is a genius take as he manages to catch the pen.]

Well. People should be placated by it right? That's why... "stuff" exists, right?

ii again sorry

[clockpunk]

It says something?

[ guy who didn't even bother to look at the pen

he pulls it out of the box, reads it, and rolls his eyes. "keep on tickin'!" ]

You can have it, if you want.

[peripheries]

Hmmm.

Yours isn't very good either.

ii

[jiaohua]

[HER PEN? she is just examining it when he comes over, and she looks a little startled and then a little annoyed when he just goes for it.

which is, in fact, exactly what her pen says. "GO FOR IT".]

Excuse me!

[peripheries]

What?

[He pauses only to read the pen and does not retract his hand.]

I want to see what each one says.

iii

[outdistanced]

Don't bother trying. Nothing can get through, anyway.

i

[foreverphantom]

You think humans did this?