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15corpses2019-07-16 11:11 am
strangerpeople) wrote in 15corpses2019-07-16 11:11 am
A Reckoning...
[You are dead.
Where you awaken is not of your cabin on the train but rather firm earth, the skies above you being nothing but an inky blackness as for as you can see. And yet throughout the darkness, you are surrounded by soft lighting and peculiar music playing all around you. When your senses become less muddled, you will notice that the music playing is upbeat and joyful almost. But let's face it, you are probably thinking this is some sort of creepy hell that you got yourself into after biting the bullet.
It all depends if you find circuses to be such a place because that is where you find yourself. The setting feels more antique than what you may assume a circus to look like, more Victorian themed than what one can be called. First the sound picks up and then you can smell something delectable in the air, catching popped corn and fried sweets and maybe something to drink? It's more than likely here.
Going down the main way, you can see some classic carnival games such as skee ball, ring toss, balloon popping if you are inclined to try and take your mind of the fact that you didn't have a choice in coming here. But despite the joyous air of the circus, there are not many people here that can help you out...or are there?
Lost souls just like yourself who met with the same horrible fate...perhaps an accord can be struck. After all, it looks like you will be here for awhile.]
((OOC: Map for reference.))
Where you awaken is not of your cabin on the train but rather firm earth, the skies above you being nothing but an inky blackness as for as you can see. And yet throughout the darkness, you are surrounded by soft lighting and peculiar music playing all around you. When your senses become less muddled, you will notice that the music playing is upbeat and joyful almost. But let's face it, you are probably thinking this is some sort of creepy hell that you got yourself into after biting the bullet.
It all depends if you find circuses to be such a place because that is where you find yourself. The setting feels more antique than what you may assume a circus to look like, more Victorian themed than what one can be called. First the sound picks up and then you can smell something delectable in the air, catching popped corn and fried sweets and maybe something to drink? It's more than likely here.
Going down the main way, you can see some classic carnival games such as skee ball, ring toss, balloon popping if you are inclined to try and take your mind of the fact that you didn't have a choice in coming here. But despite the joyous air of the circus, there are not many people here that can help you out...or are there?
Lost souls just like yourself who met with the same horrible fate...perhaps an accord can be struck. After all, it looks like you will be here for awhile.]
((OOC: Map for reference.))
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That sounded like an order.
[The tone is soft, quiet even like the air around them simply stopped. Do you really wish to keep going, Jun?]
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[You know how we save Jun from himself? By engaging in self-sacrificial bullshit, that's how. Emma's learned from the master.]
I know I have no way of proving it, but I promise, all of those things you're talking about are alien to me. The last thing I remember was... [Mm.] losing consciousness back where we were all trapped.
You say you can grant this power... if that's true, can't you take it away? I don't want to be a threat to anyone!
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I was not the one who had judged you to be so. Therefore, I am unable to take away your reaper power. But this still causes concern as to who did and why.
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...Then that's concern for both of us.
I may not be under your jurisdiction, but whatever this is, I'm more than happy to work along side you to get to the bottom of it. Neither of us want this.
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[Focusing on the bigger matter now. Yotsuyu is somewhat pleased for now.]