A Reckoning...

[strangerpeople]

[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.))

Comments

[awitchdidit]

[Oh, someone friendly. And not dressed as a clown, in either the literal or Battler sense. That's a good sign.]

My dear, my existence is weird games. I suppose you were another contestant, and not part of the Empress's staff?

[alwaysgonnatry]

The Empress? I've never even heard of that person before now so I'm gonna go with the other one since that's how I ended up here.

[ Something about this lady gave off this air of sophistication and she wasn't even sure why. Maybe it was how she spoke. ]

[awitchdidit]

[It's difficult to do justice to the elegance of Beatrice's speech, frankly. If she's being heard in Japanese, her vocabulary is positively antique, although her inflection is that of the modern upper class. For now.]

I see. I was most recently aboard a train, allegedly a personal guest of Her Thrice-Renewed Majesty Victoria, ruler of the British Empire, which seems to be in space now for some reason. I was assuming I'd meet her here, but either I'm mistaken, or her avatar is both inexplicably adorable and playing ignorant.

[icanhearscreams]

[He's not saying anything, but the young man who was talking to Protoman does glance over at Akko and this woman and step slightly behind Akko. He's watching you.]

[alwaysgonnatry]

You were on a train in space? That's so cool!

[ Yeah that's about what she took from most of that whole thing. Sounds WAY cooler - and better - than how she'd been trapped in an old mansion before. ]

Noone like that's here and it's definitely not me.

[ She puts on a smile and in her usual fashion, extends a friendly hand out to the older woman without a second thought. ]

Name's Atsuko Kagari, but you can call me Akko! Nice to meet ya!

[awitchdidit]

Ahaha, what a cute nickname. I'll have to introduce you to my friend Nappi.

[Somewhere, somebody gets a headache.]

You can call me Beatrice.

So...if this isn't another level of the game I was playing, where precisely are we?

[alwaysgonnatry]

[ She simply just smiles brighter at the compliment. ]

Thanks! If we ever find a way out of here, I wouldn't mind that at all! Think they'd have a problem meeting me, even though i'm a witch?

[ The last place she was in saw witches as bad, so she had to cover all her bases. ]

Well... As far as I can tell it's essentially some kind of weird afterlife so I wonder if that makes us spirits or something...

[awitchdidit]

I may have biased her somewhat against the profession, but she's the next best thing to a shrine maiden thanks to training from her youth. At the very least, she doesn't mind the magically inclined in general.

As for what we are...

[Beatrice thinks.]

The last time I was a "spirit" in an "afterlife", I could still influence the game I was playing. In fact, you could say that all of the important moves were made from Purgatorio. I'm wondering if that's possible here, even if that's not the intention of the Empress.