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15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
at once short of life, and long of sorrow.
[You are dead.
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
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[....Shit he did not mention before: that.
As he mentions that, Moriarty gives a bit of a mirthless chuckle.]
...Yes, I suppose so. And I believe I have done just that, given my...lies at the end.
[...]
Even if they would not solve your murder in the face of my...performance, shall we say. I believe I'd made a mess of things, in that regard. Ah, Akane...I hope she understood, as she executed me. But I suppose I would not blame her if she did not, given what I said.
[Now that his emotions are starting to come down, he's starting to genuinely look almost lost.]
...Truth be told, I did not expect to 'wake' after my death. I'm...unsure of what to do now.
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[bruh, what'd he MISS...]
...
Well, they found the culprit. Akane... [he sighs] She's sweet. Smart, too. Chances are she mighta caught onto things, but...she just didn't say. I'm gonna hope she understood when I died too, but...
I'll let her kick my ass when I get back, anyways.
My goal from here is to try to get back. I can't leave her up there by herself, but--I don't know how. I just know there has to be a way. Somehow. Otherwise, we're just mulling around this house.
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[Just said casually, as one does.]
I will also attempt to get you there by whatever means possible - and yes, we'll need to thoroughly explore this place to see if we can find any means of escape.
[He pauses, before sighing.]
I'm not even quite sure what this place is mean to be, personally. It's...quite odd, isn't it?