The Fifteen Strangers Mods (
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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Hhhrrrrrhhhhnnnn...
[Charon mimes holding something, then hiding it in his robes. Then, he extends one arm, and draws the finger of the other across his wrist. He watches Moriarty's response closely.]
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Well, this could mean multiple things, and he's going to need specifics before agreeing.]
...Am I correct in assuming you wish to be paid in blood, if we give you something to carry over? I personally have no qualms with giving you such a thing from myself, if that is what it takes, though I would wish to know the amount first.
[WHY IS IT ALWAYS BLOOD HERE]
Or is it that they will have to pay in blood to receive it?
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As for amounts. First, Charon produces a small urn. Then, a small, glittering brooch, and he traces a line at a level that looks like it would be about six ounces. Charon hides the brooch once more, and produces a ten pound dumbbell, and traces another line - this one around a pint. The dumbbell is returned to the shadows, and this time the object is a cauldron. It's about big enough to make a meal for a family of four. This time, the line Charon draws is around two and a half pints. He puts the cauldron away.]
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That more than answers my question, thank you. I will be coming to you with something shortly, after I find the appropriate items.
[He bows towards Charon, again.]
And my deepest gratitude for being willing to accept such a request! If you have anything you need to ask of me - please, I beg you to not hesitate, no matter how large or small.