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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.

🧶
One Crocheted Accessory

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

♡

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Comments

[midway]

[ helpp I'm sorry he laughs a little in earnest. ]

It's alright. I wasn't expecting it to be that easy anyway. I'm guessing you usually have magic available to you?

[historicals]

[ bullied... no it's fine. he rubs at his cheek, embarrassed but good natured about it at his girlfailure of a spell. ]

Well, yes, but... I guess I'm really more of a lover than a fighter? Haha... ha.


[ this is


a joke ]

[midway]

[ HELP

OKAY?

Trying really hard not to burst out laughing again. ]

Yeah, I think I'm going to skip on asking a demonstration of that. No offence.

[historicals]

None taken, I assure you - I'd be more worried if you wanted one.

[ :stressed: but there's a tug at the corner of his mouth that suggests he also thinks its funny, mostly at his own expense. ]

All joking aside... I do usually have access to magic. It does make sense - the majority of it is focused in healing, and... if we're dead, I guess there's not really much need for that anymore, is there?

[midway]

[ Thoughtful now. ]

You mean that you don't think we can get injured?

[historicals]

No, that's not the case... I did see a young lady with a bruise on her face, earlier.

[ he reaches up and lightly taps his own cheek. ]

But... I suppose if this is the Heavens, then the Radiance's light would, by scripture, protect those beneath it in eternity, forevermore. But, scripture is no primary source, so... that must be taken with a large grain of salt, particularly when presented with physical doubt...

It does seem a bit cruel, to be dead and still be able to be hurt. Then again, I suppose to be breathing at the moment is enough of a miracle...

[midway]

I guess it goes to show that no one can really predict what's on the other side.

[ Puts a hand on his hip, looking up toward... more sky.

... Oh well! Looks over at Taair. ]

So, who's "the Radiance"?

[historicals]

Ah. Well, according to the Light of Sanctuary, the Radiant [ i typoed earlier because i am stupid and holding my lore scraps pathetically ] is the god of all of our lands. The story goes that if you die, your soul passes on to be judged by the Radiant, and that you'll then live out eternity in the kingdom of Its light, or be punished into eternal damnation, depending.

[ he says this relatively lightly, not with any holy reverence or anything. it just kind of is. ]

It's rare to hear someone say they've never heard of it! Something I'm certainly still getting used to.

[midway]

I don't think the afterlife is concerned about mortal borders, so I get a feeling there's going to be a lot of people with different deities and notions about what lies after death.

[ Tapping the protrusion in thought. ]

That sounds pretty much like the faiths back where I come from though. It's kind of interesting how this can remain so similar across so many different worlds.

[historicals]

Isn't it? [ interesting, that is - taair huffs, his expression warming immediately, in something like fascination. ]

That there could be multiple worlds - what a fascinating, wonderful concept. It's a bit concerning, how small-minded my studies have been, though, I guess I didn't know any better... though as we're all sitting here, it is a wonderful learning opportunity.

[ which is!! the best!! ]

I should like to hear about yours - whether the faith, or the world back home itself. Though, perhaps after introductions...?

[midway]

[ lol nerd ]

I'd be happy to have an exchanging of minds with you. [ Gesturing to the cafe. ] But you're right, it might be a better to talk over tea.

And speaking of introductions, I'm Claude.