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Weekend 0

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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!

🥚
Egg

A large egg the color of your halo. About ostrich egg sized. Warm.

⚔️
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.

♡

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Comments

[berserketype]

[ holds up a little sign that says ten points.

no he doesn’t. but he does stare at the flying fry and then the machine. ]

… Maybe I should hit it again.

[rippled]

If it is resorting to violence, we may need to take it down.

[ what if it goes after someone weak against potato...? ]

[berserketype]

[ dms the mods like can we just destroy the entire thing can we do that as a treat ]

Right, but it’s taken a pretty hard beatin’ so far. How much more’s it gonna take before it croaks?

[rippled]

That shows how durable it is... that may not be a good sign of there are others here like it.

[ an army of touchscreens. ]

[berserketype]

[ mods said no :( ]

Don’t seem like they can move though? S’one good thing at least. They can’t hunt us down, only attack us from one place.

[ stop battle strategising the touch screen, you’re not even good at it. ]

[rippled]

The downside is that so far, this is the only place we can get food from...

[ ... ]

Is this a hostage situation?

[ if they don't cooperate they starve? wow ]

[berserketype]

Shite, really? It tastes awful though.

[ bas immediately becoming a fast food anti. he would follow the boycott so good. ]

… Is it? Thought it was more of a ‘dead’ situation.

[rippled]

[ how dare you french fries are delicious ]

Do you know anything about the afterlife from where you're from?

[berserketype]

[ blergh ]

I’m not big on listenin’ to sanctists, so not really. Bluer than I figured it’d be.

[rippled]

[ the fuck is an sanctist ]

It might be considered relaxing if we weren't causing chaos around it.

[berserketype]

[ wouldn't you like to know, weather-saber. ]

... Well.

[ an apple pie soars through the air. ]

Y'ain't wrong about that one.

[rippled]

[ they watch it go... ]

Do you have any idea what type of food that was?

[berserketype]

[ nyoom. ]

Dunno. Looked kinda brown, like most of the other shite here.

[rippled]

[ they watch where it lands... ]

Do you think it tastes good?

[berserketype]

The other stuff here didn't. But food's food-- wait, can we starve?

[ CAN DEAD PEOPLE STARVE? ]

[rippled]

No idea, but the fact that they are supplying us with food is some sort of implication. Perhaps we need it for energy?

Or maybe in death, we were brought forth with our bodies intact, and thus still need to operate normally?

[berserketype]

[ ....................... ]

... So... like we're alive, but we ain't at the same time?

[rippled]

Could be! We should keep all options open, until we are able to receive actual answers.

[ assuming that they uh

do receive any ]

[berserketype]

[ he does... look around at that. are the answers here with them? he'd like to meet them. ]

-- There was meant to be some sorta pamplet thing, weren't there?

[rippled]

They appear to have forgotten to give us information, but they did remember the egg.

[ amazing. ]

[berserketype]

I've hardly looked at it. It's seriously an jus' an egg?

[rippled]

A large one, and they appear to be unusual colors. But yes, just an egg.

[ they suddenly look dejected. ]

I wanted to eat one, but they won't break...

[berserketype]

[ the way basilio immediately also looks dejected. ]

Damn. I was hopin' if we got into the kitchens here, we'd have somethin' to cook proper with.

[rippled]

Maybe there is something inside of them?

A... large chicken...

[berserketype]

[ big... ]

We could've made so much food with it...