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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

[boxcar]

Physical threats are easier. All you need to do is make sure you're the last one standing.

[ Also eats burger. Hey, it's pretty good. ]

[kumeyuri]

I won't argue with that.

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honestly uruha would prefer eastern food on a normal day but it occurs to him that he's actually pretty goddamn hungry so he starts eating at a pace that suggests he would be devouring this thing if he didn't have TABLE MANNERS]

[boxcar]

[ Considers this... and then picks up a bag someone else ordered of way too much shit. ]

Do you want to sit down and eat?

[kumeyuri]

[pauses]

... Might as well.

[boxcar]

It doesn't look like there's much out there anyway. Staying inside and checking out the outside as needed doesn't seem like a bad idea for now.

[ They can just have their fort of food and see how the ball rolls. ]

[kumeyuri]

Makes sense. Either nothing's about to happen so we have time to look around, or something's going to happen soon so we should replenish while we can.

[boxcar]

[ Hum. Eats a fry. Damn the heck they put into this stuff it's good. ]

If something happened, what do you think it'd be?

[kumeyuri]

[also picks away at his food with the bizarre balance of someone hungry but who also generally eats like a bird otherwise]

Judgment time, maybe?

[boxcar]

[ Tbh I feel that in real life. Marcoh doesn't eat like an animal but he's steadily picking away. Fuel this engine.

He does go quiet though, brows furrowed, thinking about it. ]

Like this is a waiting room?

[kumeyuri]

[a hum]

It would make some sense. Then again—if anything does happen—it could also just be something completely unexpected.

[boxcar]

I'm not good at theorising.

[ Trying to predict the unpredictable is hardly a good use of his time. ]

Whatever happens though I'll do my best to not be taken by surprise. For better or worse.

[kumeyuri]

Yeah. [one hand idly goes to the hilt of his sword] All that we can really do right now is remain on guard, come whatever may.

[boxcar]

...

A lot of you have weapons.

[kumeyuri]

Yes?

[is that a good or bad thing...]

[boxcar]

I wonder if that's supposed to mean anything. Or if you fight a lot, I guess it makes sense you might be dead...

[kumeyuri]

Mm. A violent lifestyle doesn't lead to a long life.

[boxcar]

[ I'm so tempted to icly ask him how old he is but I'm holding back for you Jan. ]

Not always. Though is just a matter of rising up above your opponents.

[kumeyuri]

[weeps

his hand goes up from his sword to rub at his left shoulder.]

That's what combat comes down to, yes—whether or not you have what it takes.

[boxcar]

Why do you fight?

[kumeyuri]

[easily,]

To protect the nation and be of use to those around me.

[boxcar]

Protect the nation?

[ Wow. ]

Are you a soldier?

[kumeyuri]

[he pauses like he has to think about this.]

Technically retired from active duty now, I guess. But yes, I was one, at least.

[boxcar]

You served a big important role.

There must've been a lot of people you helped. I respect it.

1/3

[kumeyuri]

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it's not like uruha has never heard stuff like this??? HE RECEIVED ENDLESS AMOUNTS OF SIMILAR REMARKS DURING AND AFTER THE WAR, but after everything that's happened recently...]

[kumeyuri]

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EATS A FRY INSTEAD OF SAYING ANYTHING]