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holyspirits ([personal profile] holyspirits) wrote in [community profile] turboheaven2024-08-11 08:53 pm
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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˜‡
fried: (sixty-three)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[ yeah honestly jiaoqiu is ready to believe anything - he's open minded as it is, but they re also currently dead and chilling, so. much easier. ]

I see... [ he doesn't ] So maybe a little like a fantasy book that coincidentally you can travel into if you have the right means?
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[personal profile] clockpunk 2025-02-08 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Kinda, yeah, 'cept it's definitely out there in the universe somewhere. An' they come to Earth, rather than the other way around.

[ sort of. its Complicated. anyway ]

I thought maybe you were from there, since animal folks are pretty normal for Cray standards.
fried: (seventy-seven)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[ i'm sure there's been a million cray cray jokes so i won't make one now ]

You only know what you know, so that was a good guess. [ he adjusts his dress. ] I hail from
the Xianzhou Yaoqing, working as healer and advisor to the Merlin's Claw General Feixiao.

Or, I did. I suppose I'm out of work, now.
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[personal profile] clockpunk 2025-02-08 03:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[ i appreciate your restraint so much.

words he definitely would fail to pronounce a few times... but he nods anyway. ]


Congrats on unemployment, man.
fried: (nineteen)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 03:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he's not the only one. poor lucas almost had a stroke when he heard that string of words.

jiaoqiu makes... a face? his nose kind of scrunches up and he sighs. but the smile comes back easily enough, almost like it's his default. ]


If we're to all be in this same space together for a long enough period of time, I imagine my unemployment won't last long.
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[personal profile] clockpunk 2025-02-08 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ oh. one of those types. chrono eyes him with a slight frown for a moment, then moves on easily as if he noticed nothing. which, maybe he didn't. it's too soon to make calls like that. ]

Y'mean for the healing stuff? You a doctor, or is it like... magical? Or both?
fried: (sixty-eight)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 03:59 pm (UTC)(link)
I was not blessed with magical means to heal, but I've known many great healers who had the capability in my life.

Thankfully that means I'm only restricted by how many medical supplies I can find. I hope to not have to use them - the afterlife is supposed to be peaceful, after all.

[ sir you are in a murdergame ]
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[personal profile] clockpunk 2025-02-08 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
This is the kind of place that should have a first aid kit around. Might be worth a look, as a start.

[ if you can get past old mt. burger over there. ]

There's a few people bandaged up. Hope that's the end of it too, though.

[ (laughtrack.mp3) (ii) ]
fried: (fifty-nine)

[personal profile] fried 2025-02-08 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ mt. burger... so much wasted food, jiaoqiu thinks, tsk. ]

Good idea. [ his ear flicks. ] Would you do an old fox a favor? If you see a first aid kit, would you mind bringing it to me?