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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:

📱
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

[spiritbalm]

i.

[ okay well despite the cool outfit— i’m just kidding its not cool. he does not have the body for this. somehow this costume already looks sad and bedraggled and it’s only been on him for five minutes. it’s gently shedding feathers. pathetic, wet aura. it’s fine, this costume means nothing to him, he is used to feathers.

that’s all well and good though because he’s just standing here kind of in the middle of all the activity and staring at a knife and silently frowning for a while.

yes obviously the knife is covered in blood. ]

ii.

[ you can watch him try to open one of the bathroom doors, find it locked, sigh SO VERY DEEPLY and then plonk his forehead against it. ]

That seems about right.

iii.

[ later i guess just sitting at the cafe, looking over all of his stuff - there is like nothing here that makes any sense to him. except the knitted scarf. that makes sense, obviously. the knife is still here. ]

Well, don’t look at me, I’m as confused as you are. It’s not what I was expecting either.

[ he’s not addressing you. he’s talking to the squishmallow which is sitting in front of him instead. gently squishing it. ]

Then again the Chantry hasn’t been right on many counts lately …

II

[ziosar]

...think we'd be in trouble if we try to force it open? We're way too many people for one single bathroom.

[And given the mountain of fast food over there and the general mess in the cafe and how the other bathroom is already clogged, Akihiko is greatly concerned with there being only one bathroom.

Measures may have to be taken, and breaking that lock sure seems like a decent option, he'd say]

[spiritbalm]

[ there is so much food being wasted here and it's actually somewhat frustrating to see after years of-- nope, not going down that path. yet. ]

... I wouldn't be in this position at all if I had any qualms about property destruction.

[ but he is not going to break through any door with the power of his muscles. which don't exist. ]

ii.

[sacredpath]

You should have thought to go before you died.

[it's called planning ahead.]

[spiritbalm]

[ she's right he should thought this one through. ]

I had a tight schedule.

i

[noirges]

[ oh okay well as anders is standing there with his bloody knife, yves is not too far, holding a sloshy fishbowl with a fat pufferfish in it

clearly they are kindred spirits ]

... do you want to talk about it, or do you need space, friend?

[spiritbalm]

[ yes! the same person. he'll glance up like he's very surprised to be spoken to at all. but sure he'll briefly stop bluescreening and shake his head, going to wipe the knife off on a sleeve. if he has those. i guess whatever piece of fabric is readily available. ]

Not much space to be had here.

[ theres. so many burgers apparently. ]

iii

[historicals]

[ oh buddy. taair's here too - in fact, he's picking up one of those scraggly feathers off the ground and tucking it into a his angel clothes when he hears anders murmuring to himself... and, well, he shouldn't eavesdrop, it's not very polite, but here we are. ]

...It is all very confusing, isn't it? [ with a little smile, sheepish but no less warm - taair cocks his head to the side. ] Chantry?

[spiritbalm]

[ squishing the squishmallow. ]

You seem settled. [ looking over, up and down, mouth pulling to one side while he thinks. ignoring the question for the moment. ] Are you a Spirit?

[ he has good reason to believe it's not the Fade, but stranger things have happened. ]

iii!

[faithkept]

[THERE IS SOMETHING ABOUT THIS SIGHT THAT IS JUST SO SAD... This wet cat of a man just sitting here by himself talking to a cute little stuffed cat...

He'd been on his way out, but he swerves instead and makes his way over, gesturing to the empty seat across from him.]

Do excuse me for interrupting your conversation, my dear, but do you mind if I join you?

[spiritbalm]

[ he has the wherewithal to look mildly embarrassed for talking to the squishmallow and then being called on it, but it's so much less weird than what everyone else is doing here (desecrating toilets) so he shouldn't be. ]

You can do what you like, I can hardly stop you.

i

[florescences]

Oh, my, should we get that cleaned up, or is that how it's meant to be?

[ she isn't here to judge bloody knives, probably. ]

[spiritbalm]

[ everyone is so nice here and for what!!!! snapping out of it after a moment to look at this very Pink woman. ]

Hah. [ going to wipe it off on a bit of the costume. it's black, so it'll blend in. that's sanitary and fine. ] Yes, I'd say everything is how it's meant to be.

iii

[productionhell]

[ a woman in this outfit is indeed looking at him ]

Everyone I've run into has been just as confused as us.... so that's kind of nice to know, right?

May I ask what the Chantry said?

[spiritbalm]

Is it? Most situations I've been in where everyone is confused mostly end in screaming and bloodshed.

[ well there is screaming. and burgers! frowning, because he could just refuse to answer entirely, but he is a good little andrastian and knows this part well enough. ]

The whole bit about the unrepentant, faithless and treacherous being judged and found wanting and made to wander the Void. That bit.

i

[sarkazm]

So, your blood or somebody else's?

[normal fucking questions to ask a guy looking broodily at a bloody knife! but also, if he's already stabbing people or something, she wants to know? this place is pretty dull so far, minus the whole... 'showing up here unexpectedly' thing.]

[spiritbalm]

[ no no. it's a fair enough question. he gets it. it seems prudent to ask. ]

Mine. And I'm not about to start summoning demons, so you don't have to start screaming or anything.

i

[midway]

[ Looks at the knife and grimaces. ]

Yikes?

[spiritbalm]

[ yeah, you know what. ]

Yikes.

three

[cupidsammo]

Seems like it doesn't have any answers either, huh...

[ A lighthearted joke, clearly; she wouldn't actually expect a stuffed animal to know. Let alone be sentient. ]

[spiritbalm]

No. But no one else around here seems to either and at least this thing is cute.

[ yeah some people get cool home items like OWLBEARS and some of us get. knives. so we're left with a stuffed animal. ]

ii.

[berserketype]

...

[ this feels pathetic but he can't say that out loud. ]

Tried kickin' it in?

[spiritbalm]

[ its pathetic he can say it. looking ......... up. woaw. ]

Not without Force magic.

i

[foreverphantom]

[ zeroes in on that knife, and the blood on it, like a hawk

is he holding the knife or is it just on the ground in front of him ]

ii

[jiaohua]

[anders and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day.]

...is it locked because it is currently in use, or locked simply to keep it from being used at all?