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Weekend 0

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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

[faithkept]

[DON'T PERCEIVE HIS FIT HE HATES IT HERE. HIS FUCKING CATHOLICISM. Exhausting.]

Ah? No, I haven't... Is that a theme park? [And then, with a SIGH:] I'm learning quite a few things today, it seems. Though I suppose it's reassuring to know that learning doesn't stop even after death.

[Like learning what old people look like! That shit's wild.]

[gutterbound]

[As long as you also don't perceive his.]

Probably the theme park, multi-media cash cow it is. [But nevermind. He doesn't care that much about rollercoasters and pictures with Michael J. Mouse.] You and me both, pal. Though it is funny, I always assumed you soaked up a bit of that holy omnipotence after you kicked it. And yet here we are, stewing in our short skirts without a damn clue what the deal is.

Did you want anything, by the way? Looks like it's all junk food but it's hot and well salted, and that's about the best we lost souls can hope for.

[faithkept]

[He is very politely only looking people in the face, and also trying very hard to not look at their extra eyes or their furry ears, so this is a welcomed break for him.]

I suppose that it keeps things fresh and exciting this way, at least. One never knows what to expect even after reaching the other side.

[WHAT TO EXPECT IS BURGERS, APPARENTLY. His head tilts a little.]

Do you mind? May I please have what you chose? It looks very good.

[gutterbound]

[Big fucking same my guy, even if you are one swipe of mascara away from walking for Givenchy.]

I'd rather be clothed and well-informed, but hey, what's the after-life without a little mystery? Not like we spend our whole lives thinking on it only to get cucked upon croaking.

[They didn't even get their pamphlet...]

Sure thing, hoss. You want fries with that?

[faithkept]

[HELP the way he really is.

The way his head cants a little curiously because he does not know the word cucked, but everything else checks.]

I do think we're all in agreement that having our own clothing would have been a much better greeting... [Everything else is fine though! Mostly! Yeah!]

Fries?

[gutterbound]

Maybe we can drape a few rolls of toilet paper off the hips. Two-ply modesty for a shit situation.

[Ah. Okay. Weird, he seems French, which should make him an expert on the fry. With a near-commercial finesse, both in tone and gesture:]

A "fry" is when the humble potato is sliced into long, square strips and cooked in scalding hot oil. Remove carefully from heat and lightly toss with salt before serving, typically with ketchup or vinegar.

This here is a carb-forward menu. In case your watching your figure. Maybe they've got a Caesar Salad in here somewhere.

[faithkept]

[TWO-PLY MODESTY. There's a bit of a laugh, and the amusement just increases as he gets this rundown of a fry. Thank god this circus is full of clowns.]

I see! It seems you're quite an expert on foods of this nature...? [GREASY FASTFOOD ITEMS.]

I quite enjoy more hearty foods whenever I'm able to indulge, so I don't mind leaving the salad to the side for now.