Gula Intro Log...?

[cancrymods]

GULA

After recovering from the tedium of the time loop and the gruelling fight, the Executors gather their resolve and continue their descent through Purgatory, at last passing through Superbia into the next layer. Feeling peckish? That's an unfortunate side effect of being in Gula, the Gluttony layer of Purgatory. Down here in the third layer of Purgatory, the word on everyone's lips is Gluttony – and that means that nothing here is ever quite enough for you. All during your time in this layer, you'll find that you just can't be sated, no matter how much you eat, drink, sleep – or whatever other itches you need to scratch. However much you take in, you'll find yourself still wanting just that bit... more. Which is going to be pretty hard to do, seeing as how there doesn't actually seem to be anything left in Gula. The shell of a city stands here, all huge blocky buildings and towering skyscrapers but it's clearly been abandoned and worse still, ravaged by time. Plants and trees are growing up through cracks in the pavement, pushing abandoned cars, streetlamps and other fixtures of the city out the way. All the buildings you care to examine are empty, stripped bare of everything not nailed down (or even things that actually were nailed down, going by the condition of some of them) and most notably of all, there are no Specters here at all, no matter how much you look. And if all that weren't ominous enough, your senses as an Executor allow you to pick up something that you might not have noticed otherwise. It's more spiritual than physical and not quite so easy to expalin, but things feel... thin here, as if things were picked clean so thoroughly that part of the world itself was stripped away with it. Something is terribly wrong here. Explore?

Comments

[discutio]

Astrals’ sake, Lion, please do not tell me you’re doing what I think you are.

[phantasmagorial]

He's doing it.

[ WHAT A NARC... ]

[mementomoritz]

I brought snacks if anyone wants some! [Medic holds out a bag of chips. She's actively in the process of snacking on a bag of her own as we speak.]

[emberserker]

Oh, at least somebody's thought this through. Tell me those aren't one of those ridiculous Limbo flavours.

[mementomoritz]

They're barbeque chicken-flavored! I thought we could use the protein. [...It is impossible to tell whether or not she's joking.] I also have sea salt and vinegar!

Mostly I just wanted to be prepared in case we were stuck again, so I brought more things with me than I normally do.

[emberserker]

Understandable, all things considered. Although it looks like they're the opposite of stuck in this place... it would look haunted if we weren't all dead.

[daughterofthemark]

It does have something of an eerie feeling.

[emberserker]

You see, this time even she's noticed.

[crypddyd]

{Rei calls him out so there's no hiding it]

... many weeds are edible...

[discutio]

As the unofficial cook of this entire group, I know damn well you're not starving. Please do not eat the weeds.

[crypddyd]

I do find myself set with a strange sudden hunger.

[discutio]

...Now that you mention it, I think I know what you mean.

[THAT DOESN'T MEAN EAT THE WEEDS]

[swordofajerk]

Do not eat the weeds, good Goddess.

[crypddyd]

They are perfectly safe.

[Or well, the fodlish versions are at least]

[swordofajerk]

Do we need a rope to keep you from eating the weeds?