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holyspirits ([personal profile] holyspirits) wrote in [community profile] turboheaven2024-08-11 08:53 pm
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πŸ—ΊοΈ Map
πŸ“Œ 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! πŸ˜‡

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:

πŸ“±
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.
πŸ–ŠοΈ
Pen
One encouraging pen of your choice. Blue ink!
πŸ₯š
Egg
A large egg the color of your halo. About ostrich egg sized. Warm.
βš”οΈ
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.

  πŸ˜‡
fried: DNT (eighty-nine)

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[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ well

he just watches this with a bemused look. what the fuck.

please hit him with a lightsaber.]
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[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[ you know what? yeah sure i love to please the people.

he suddenly stops laughing and straightens back up. looks down at his lightsaber. looks over at his knife on the ground. looks back at the lightsaber. ]
dickkick: (pic#17429768)

[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 03:04 am (UTC)(link)










[ he yeets the lightsaber and picks up his cool knife. ]
fried: (sixty-six)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ i rolled a fourteen which means that he hears the lightsaber coming and

dodges in the wrong direction, so the lightsaber just fuckin bonks him right in the face. this is the SECOND TIME HE HAS BEEN HIT BY A LIGHTSABER. ow!!!!!!!

falls over ]
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[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 03:14 am (UTC)(link)








[ just kinda stares at him ]

Huh, that was impressive. How'd ya move but in the completely wrong direction?
fried: (fifty-three)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's doing his best probably ]

That's not important! We should be asking ourselves why you, a grown man, found it prudent to throw something like a child!

[ FUSSY!!! ]
dickkick: (pic#17429791)

[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, it coulda been this.

[ waves his knife around. IT'S SHEATHED AT LEAST, ]
fried: (seventy-five)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
I'm already dead. It can't get much worse.

[ grumbles from the ground ]
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[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[ that gets him to sober up real quick, voice dropping all pretense of playing around. ]

Don't exactly feel dead.
fried: (sixty-nine)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Congratulations.

[ dryly. ]

Neither do I. Bruised and hungry, what kind of afterlife is this.

[ calls heaven's manager ]
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[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
One with furries, apparently.

[ yeah he's just kinda flicking his eye over those ears. ]
fried: (twenty)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 05:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ his tail floofs in indignation ]

You hit me with a stick and then call me some sort of uncommon slur... how bold.

[ this is going well ]
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[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
I thought that's what ya guys called yerselves?

Also, I didn't hit ya with the stick. You just happened to be in the same place I threw it at.
fried: (six)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
... I'm a foxian.

And that is the same thing! Oh, there is no use arguing, is there.
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[personal profile] dickkick 2025-02-08 07:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ under his breath: ] Cosplayers, man...

[ anyway, ]

I got nothin' else to do with my time, why not spend it yappin' and shootin' the shit?
Edited 2025-02-08 19:38 (UTC)