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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.

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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.

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One Crocheted Accessory

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

♡

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Comments

[gutterbound]

[same difference]

Well I'll be. [There's a mild amusement to all this. It's new, sure, but similar stuff showed up in sci fi flicks all the time. Seems like an inevitable future.] See, I figured these things were built the same, maybe clapping them together would pop open a secret exit. Food's fine too, I guess.

What's all good here?

[productionhell]

[ it is not!! ]

That's very creative thinking. [ it sounds like it would be condescending from anyone else, but charlie means this with 110% sincerity ] And it was worth a shot. Who knows how to undo the magic they have here?

[ well, as for food... ]

Well, what's your favorite junk food? It's probably here.

[gutterbound]

[She's a real sunshine soul. Contradictory to the getup but we all contain multitudes. He shrugs, a little sheepish now that the obvious is made plain.]

You don't gotta sugar coat it, I was basically bopping rocks together. Real caveman problem-solving. And I don't know dick about magic. Frankly I've been spending the last two or three hours trying not to peel off for a panic attack.

[Anyway.]

I try to keep away from the fried stuff. They don't have liquor, do they? [Slowly. pokes around until he hits the drinks menu, and clucks his tongue in disappointment.] Just soda. Fuck me.

Did you want anything?

[productionhell]

Well--- we don't know where we are or what's happening! Sometimes the simplest solution is the best one. Don't be so hard on yourself.

[ shaking her head a little ]

Well -- I wouldn't mind having a burger. But before we get to the food--- [ since he's "joking" about having a panic attack. she is asking this in all sincerity: ]

Do you want a hug?

[gutterbound]

It ain't that serious, kiddo.

[He's not feeling too sorry for himself. Sorry this is the mess they're stuck in, because it sure is a goddamn mess. It can't just be middling fry-shack fare and reflective floors under togas forever.

Then the gal makes her offer and he looks up her way with one brow shooting high.]

Huh? [Wind this back a bit. Richie throws up hands, waving off the concern in stereo, a sheepish sort of laugh.] No no no, you've got me all wrong! Just hyperbole, m'dear, nothing more. I'm not loving the show but I'm not about to flip my lid over it.

Thanks, but no. Food is fine enough.

[productionhell]

Just making sure. This is a lot, especially for mortals.

[ she smiles it off! simple as that. she just wanted to make the offer, in case it wasn't hyperbole ]

But gotcha. Food it is. Maybe some food and conversation? I'd love to get to know you a little better, mister.

[ he looks young but she will be polite ]