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Luxuria Intro Log

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With the real super power of teamwork, the Executors have successfully managed to make their way through the Gula Underside and defeat the previous Authority there. With Gerda now freed from her past regrets and given the power of an Executor, Gula and its inhabitants seem to be in safe hands... for now at least. More interesting – or concerning, perhaps – is the tentative ally you've gained in the form of Birdie, the mysterious girl who attacked some of your number in the Superbia Underside. While she seemed to be nothing but an enemy back then, a surprising connection has been formed with who you now understand to be the Authority of Purgatory itself. While she doesn't necessarily believe the Executors will be able to repair Purgatory, she is at least willing to admit that she shares their goals of wanting to see Purgatory restored... either to its former state, or to something new. But what does that mean for the Executors? And what does that mean for Rei supposedly born from the Authority's discarded heart? There are still many questions the Executors need to answer and as a blast of dry, hot air blows up from the next layer, you can only hope that Luxuria holds the key to at least some of them...
LUXURIA
♪♫ Wet & Dry – Sakuzyo After the humidity and noise of the Gula Underside, passing down to the Lust Layer of Purgatory initially seems like a relief. The air here is dry and sharp and though you hear noise drifting up to meet you and see a whole rainbow of lights clustered together in the dark, it doesn't seem as though it'll be quite as overwhelming as some of the bustling Layers you've had the pleasure of exploring before. But as you set foot down into Luxuria and feel the heat of the ground under your feet, you begin to wonder if you might just have hopped out of the frying pan and into the fire...

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We can be counted on for that much, if nothing else. I daresay our little, mm, friendship? [is that allowed] Has confounded all the others, but I've learned I can't let a little thing like being run through with a blade get me too down.

What is it made of? That it hurts to even behold it and possesses such unique power.

Ah. That.

[ She folds her arms across her chest and goes quiet for a moment. This is obviously a question she has to really mull on to give a proper answer. ]

If it has a name, I don't know it. Nor do I know how it was created - it is just as much a part of me as your own weapons are of you. That being said...

It is the same materials that make up the Cogs.

...Hm. That does track, I suppose. Similar properties, then. But--if it's a part of you in a similar nature to the rest of our weapons, I have to wonder what that makes you.

You've indicated that your job, as it were, is something of a guide, a companion to lead others downward to their destination. What would be the point of you even having such a weapon? If someone particularly doesn't want to go, you just give them a taste of oblivion first?

On occasion. As I've told you – those who awaken to a state like this won't find any peace so long as the Cogs refuse to turn. It's kinder for them to be returned to a dream, with no sense of time passing. For others... or rather, before the Cogs...

That, too, is a kindness. On occasion, memories that caused them pain would resurface on their journey down to their next lives. Painful enough to stall them and keep them in place – and risk them becoming a Revenant. On occasions such as that, it served to help them continue their journey.

So under normal circumstances, specters could be just like us, but without the particular abilities.

What gives her that power, I wonder... You mentioned her taking us into her heart. But, you've some selfsame abilities. Do you think you could grant anyone such power?

Elevating you to the role of Executors? Yes, I imagine so. Purgatory is my domain, after all – the Executors are its wardens. It falls to me to ensure there are enough of you to manage the proper flow of this place. ... or it was, when it was in any fit state to function.

[ She purses her lips in distaste, making the sour expression she always wears whenever Rei comes up. ]

That she should retain this power still upon being separate from me... a mark of her origin, perhaps. As if some small sliver of the Authority that created her still remains, somewhere deep inside.

Wait.

So Executors are meant to be a natural part of this world? Who are meant to exist at your will to be something of prison guards?

Whatever happened to the rest of them?

I'm sure you can guess.

[ She doesn't quite smile but the corners of her mouth twitch up into a bitter sort of expression. ]

Most of them moved on. Some of them are still here but... changed. It's possible you encountered a few of them yourselves along the way, without being aware.

Some of the Authorities...have taken an interest in being granted the power of an Executor. Do you suppose, in some other life before they embodied all that a sin is, they could have been...?

[Hm. He's not sure how much he likes that train of thought.]

[ She shakes her head. ]

Not that I know of. Perhaps further down, but I find it unwise to stray too close to the Cogs without purpose. The other Executors...

[ She gets a look on her face as if realizing belatedly that this might be a bit tactless given that she's talking to, you know, an Executors but– well, no going back now. ]

I imagine that you may have encountered a particularly powerful Revenant or two on your travels down here?

[Oh. Oh actually that's worse than his train of thought.]

Those ghastly beasts we've slain, the ones that weren't Authorities transformed? It's been that long that the remaining Executors devolved into them?

...My, we're all in a bit of trouble, aren't we.

Just a bit.

[ She doesn't seem to have taken any satisfaction in dropping that bomb, for what it's worth. ]

I imagine it would take a fair bit longer for any of you to reach that stage – most of the prior Executors seemed quite happy to do their work alone. With all of you as a group, it might slow the process of becoming a Revenant... but it wouldn't stop it altogether.

Of course– 'slow' and 'fast' are quite relative in this place. [ She smiles grimly. ] It could take one hundred years or ten thousand years, for all we know.

We'll all go the same if we don't fix the Cogs or alter the fabric of this reality. Whether we want to or not.

And...what of you or of her? You, as an Authority, or her, as...ostensibly an Executor. You haven't become one, but she will, eventually.

Her? [ She makes a rude, dismissive little noise. ] Whatever will happen will happen. I imagine she would go the same way as any other Executor, given long enough.

[ She very pointedly does not address the other half of his question. Hm. ]

And you merely exist until you cease to exist. I don't envy you.

Until I cease to exist, yes. Should a time ever deign to come.

[ At this point, she very much doubts it. ]

... Might I ask you a question in return? [ i mean she's gonna go for it anyway, but ] What has you so curious all of a sudden?

Mm? About you? About her? About how none of us seem to actually know quite what we're doing or why?

[He flicks his hand as though all of this is trivial and doesn't bother him in the slightest. (It bothers him so much.)]

No one has cared about you in a very long time, have they?

[ That seems to earnestly catch her off guard. She turns to look back at Chiron with an expression of surprise that's just a little too open and a little too raw. It's one of those moments where her resemblance to Rei becomes all too sharp, enough so to be a bit stomach churning.

Then she seems to realize what face she's wearing and quickly looks away again. ]

... I suppose the answer is rather self-evident. Hearing it said so boldly makes it sound rather pathetic though, I must say.

[That...goodness, but that does really look like Rei, in times when they've expressed their adoration for and loyalty to her. And, like Rei, Chiron reaches out a hand and gives her hair a quick ruffle.]

People haven't stayed long enough, and now that they are staying, they aren't awake and aware enough for it.

I do wish...that I could explain to the others why I seem to care about someone who did very much run a terrible blade through me. [With the same hand, he reaches out and summons up a weapon as he would normally materialize his scythe. Instead, it looks like a very pink replica of the fuckblade. Without the foreboding, difficult to look at brand of darkness.] There is so much I should tell them, from our conversation before. But I can't see it ending in a way where I look sane or reasonable.

Perhaps I'm neither.

[ She doesn't flinch away from his touch, but the way her shoulders tense make it clear she had a moment where she thought about it. That she actually lets him get away with it is... well, we'll call it progress for now. ]

Is anyone, in this place?

[ She says it with a grim amusement, her eyes on his copy of the fuckblade and I can't believe you made me call it that. ]

I'd be quite impressed to find anyone this deep in Purgatory with a full grasp of their faculties – let alone an Executor.

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hey who wants a 2 week old tag

crunches it like a potato chip

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it's always suicide ideation cw hours with these fuckers

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