holyspirits: (Default)
holyspirits ([personal profile] holyspirits) wrote in [community profile] turboheaven2024-08-11 08:53 pm
Entry tags:

Weekend 0

Weekend 0
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˜‡
productionhell: (you know that either means)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I'm fine, don't worry!

[ she also has a nasty bruise on her cheek ]

But I think you're right. We probably shouldn't head that way.
historicals: (60)

[personal profile] historicals 2025-02-08 03:06 am (UTC)(link)
[ i just wrote a tag approximately one second ago like "oh i probably don't need healing magic bc im dead" CHARLIE!!!

he. is looking at that bruise. ]


...Are you sure? Oh, I hate that I can't help... Perhaps we could find you some ice, miss...?
productionhell: (all human beings are opposed to the laug)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ don't worry about it ]

Oh, it's no big deal, really! It doesn't even hurt anymore.

[ this may or may not be a lie ]

And, please call me Charlie! No need to be so formal.
historicals: (42)

[personal profile] historicals 2025-02-08 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Please - at least allow me to help with that much. You've come so kindly after me, after all - and someone's shown me how to use the strange machine, now. I can't do my usual magic, but ice is easily managed.

[ let! him! help!

but ah!! an introduction does catch him away from that, and he sets a hand to his heart and dips his head briefly. ]


Miss Charlie. It's a pleasure - ah, and I forgot my manners. My name is - it's Taair. It's... I'm glad to meet you.
productionhell: (you know that either means)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
You too, Taair. It's a pleasure, despite.... less than ideal circumstances.

[ awww... she really doesn't want people making a big deal of this, but she can't deny someone actually trying to help ]

Okay, Taair, but I have two conditions. One, just Charlie! No miss. And two.... grab a little meal with me?
historicals: (46)

[personal profile] historicals 2025-02-08 03:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh, cute... there's a little laugh, and he nods. ]

I think you strike a fine negotiator. Charlie, then - you have a deal.

[ warm. friendship!! ] Shall we?
productionhell: (i've gone through the 5 stages of grief)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
Why, thank you so much Taair. [ with a little wink ]

[ she offers her hand to him, if he wants to take it ]


We shall indeed.
historicals: (47)

[personal profile] historicals 2025-02-08 01:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh... there's a brief beat, but then he takes her hand, and seems happy about it, easily led off. ]

Circumstances and all, it's nice to have such good company. Will you tell me a bit of yourself, Charlie? Where do you hail from?
productionhell: (i enjoy his candor!)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 03:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[ they are holding hands now. she swings their hands a bit, gently ]

I agree completely.

[ off they go.... ]

Oh, of course! I'm from Hell.
historicals: (48)

[personal profile] historicals 2025-02-08 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ swinging hands!!! he really likes this!!! though the hell thing uh

gives him brief pause. ]


I... see. [ huh ] Then - is this... familiar territory? Goodness, that feels rude to say...
productionhell: (all human beings are opposed to the laug)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 07:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[ only brief? ]

[ well, she loosens her grip a little in case he wants to let go ]


Not like home. This almost looks like Heaven.... er- at least a part of it, but that's just not possible. There's no way I would be welcome there.
historicals: (42)

[personal profile] historicals 2025-02-08 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[ nope! he does not let go. ]

That's a bit what I was thinking as well - that it could be some sort of heaven. Or, perhaps the waiting area prior to judgement. [ which is less good but you know. it's fine, he doesn't seem all that better. ]

I suppose we'll all find out, won't we? [ with a slight hand swing. ] What's it like?
productionhell: (oh my god whose baby is that)

[personal profile] productionhell 2025-02-08 08:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Possibly the latter.

[ she is pretty adamant that she would not be welcome in heaven.... ]

Hell? Well... it's... I mean, it's Hell, so... there are some problems. [ what an understatement ] But it's my home, so I love it.