📌 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.
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turboheaven2024-08-11 08:53 pm
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None of that means shite to me, mate.
[ gestures vaguely too ] Most of y’look like Elda, like I said. But if you don’t know what that is, and I don’t have a clue what a Lomb…erdian? Is? Then I’ve got no clue.
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[ Helpfully provides. ]
Okay, and you're Paripus. And there's a lot of you where you're from?
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[ doesn’t helpfully explain what that is. at first. ] Oh— right. S’where I’m from. Kinda like your Lombord.
[ he nods. his tail swishes pointedly. ]
Dead giveaways what we are, yeah. Easy to spot ‘cause we stand out an’ there’s so many of us.
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[ Just accepts this since it doesn't seem like they get it anyway. Also doesn't bother to correct him on the other thing either. ]
I think we come from very different places.
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Probably, if you never seen a paripus before. Clemar, Roussainte and Ishkian mean nothin’ to ya either?
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Are they also people with animal ears?
[ The ears he still keeps glancing at. ]
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Nah. Clemar got horns. And Roussainte’s got— [ he makes a gesture around where normal ears are, like he’s miming long thin ears ]— long pointy ones.
Do all you Lombirdians got the rounded ears?
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[ Literally just about everywhere is what he's getting at. ]
I've never seen horns, or animal ears, or pointy elf ears.
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[ weird. ]
You all just look the same?
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[ Again he kind of gestures outside. What you see mostly out there is what he usually sees minus the three or so furries. ]
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[ but... fair. ]
Most of the time people generalise by Tribe. Are ya Roussainte? Mustari? Rhoag? That kinda thing. To me you all kinda look like Elda, like I keep sayin'.
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And we are rare where you are from? Like how I've never seen one of you?
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[ What the fuck is up with that? ]
Why?
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Nasty piece of work, that one. Probably some puffed up reasonin' in his mind, but it don't really mean shit to the people dealin' with it, do it?
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[ Paripus may not be the minority we're talking about here but also actually though. ]
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Ain't your fault. So, yeah. Basically: y'don't usually see Eldas. So this many of you, lookin' like jus' like Eldas back home? S'weird.
Not a bad weird, but weird.
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[ His world predominantly only has one species except for in Vinland and sometimes you still fuck it up anyway.
He's still debating asking something but... ]
I'm Marcoh. By the way.
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oh right they went right into all that without names, huh? ]
Basilio. Not sure if this counts as a 'nice to meetya' kinda situation though.
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No time like now, I think they say. Better to be friends than enemies.
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[ Pause. It goes on long enough that it would be reasonable to suspect he won't say anything else, then. ]
Is it rude to ask if people can touch your ears?
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he thinks about it. ]
... Better to ask than just do it. You askin'?
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[ At least he's honest about it. He imagined someone asking him if they could touch his ears and he'd just say OK. But he understands if it's a little strange. ]
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basilio's quiet for a moment. his ears do a lil' flicky. and then he tilts his head forward so it's at a better angle for ear pets. yippee. ]
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