Limbo Underside Log

[cancrymods]

LIMBO DUNGEON LOG

It's easy to lose track of time in Purgatory, but believe it or not, just over a month has passed since the initial wave of awakenings took place. There's been more since then, of course, with new Executors popping up left and right but other than that, things are mostly quiet. Until one day, you all wake up to find the fountain looks kind of... busted. Not broken precisely but something has impacted the bottom of the fountain from below, hard enough to jar it slightly out of place... and those of you who joined in the first jaunt down into Limbo's Underside can probably guess what was responsible. This seems to spook Rei. She spends most of the morning afterwards mulling this over before eventually speaking up to the group; "We can't put this off any longer... tomorrow, I think we need to go down there and fight." You have a day to prepare and ready yourselves... And then you descend into Limbo's Underside.

THE UNDERSIDE

Just as before, when Rei returns the sword to its place atop the fountain, the mechanism chugs to life and groans its way to the side, revealing the staircase underneath. Despite the battering it took, things seem to be working just fine. The steep staircase vanishes down into the darkness and as you follow it, it feels for a moment as though you're wandering blindly into the unknown... and then quite suddenly, before you're more than a few steps down the staircase, Limbo's Underside pops into view. While Limbo itself is mostly functional if a bit odd, the Underside is... a lot. The geography of the place is twisted and doubles back on itself in places and seems to warp in your vision as you observe it. From your bird's eye view as you descend the stairs, you can see that the general shape of the place mirrors that of the town above, with many of the same general landmarks. For example; The movie theater is offering a "late night fright fest" on all of its screens. If you're dumb brave enough to go and watch such a thing, you'll find that the description is accurate at least – all of the screens just show the attending Executors subjected to situations that play into their worst fears and anxieties. The coffee bar serves the same drink, no matter your order – a pitch black sludge that makes you feel violently ill when consumed. The pastries are fine, though. The hotel is even more maze-like than it was previously. Your hotel key won't work here. The windows won't break. The doors won't open. Wasn't the exit around this corner? What about the next? How many floors have you climbed again? How long have you been in here, anyway? The conbini is now a perfectly normal and functional convenience store. Somehow this is even more upsetting than having it become more weird. ... Among other oddities. You thought Limbo was already weird? That was baby shit. At least that horrible feeling of dizzy disorientation from last time doesn't seem to take hold again, but the ground is very much still moving around a bit. Mind your step! It goes without saying, of course, that the place is swimming with Revenants, too. No sight of the big punchy lad who had at you the first time around, but he's sure to be around. All you can do now is explore, investigate and do your duty as Executors. Good luck.

Comments

[phantasmagorial]

You know... I've never really thought about it that hard. We still get hungry and thirsty and sleepy just like we would've done while we were alive, but I don't know if the kind of food we eat really matters. I imagine if you ate something bad enough, you'd still feel sick, but... apart from that, I don't have any idea how it works.

[schardynfreude]

But why would we hunger and thirst? Is it not unlike the souls above, still asleep, still oblivious, going about their lives as though they were alive? They don't know any better, but we do.

[phantasmagorial]

It could be something to do with our memories... if we remember that we're supposed to be hungry and thirsty, maybe our bodies are just running on autopilot? I don't imagine it's any different from remembering how to draw or paint and being able to do it all of a sudden.

[schardynfreude]

I could understand that if we're used to the sensations, we wouldn't die if we become hungry, but surely we'd be uncomfortable. And, being dead, nothing is keeping us from eating whatever and however we want.

Perhaps I'll not share these ideas with Medic. She'll attempt to go without food or drink as long as possible and record the results and possibly hurt herself.

[phantasmagorial]

The last thing we need is to give her an an excuse to experiment on herself even more.

[ Rei has known Medic for 5 minutes and yet already 100% understands what sort of person she is. ]

Let's keep it between us for now, at least until we know a little more. I don't want to cause a panic.

[schardynfreude]

It's an excuse to indulge, when we can, if nothing else. Is there anything indulgent I can get for you?

[phantasmagorial]

[ Looking a little embarrassed: ]

... Is there anything with potato in?

[schardynfreude]

Potato chips? [He holds up a bag of Generic Potato Chips.] Potato sticks? [This one is apparently butter flavored.] I think I saw a package of chips covered in chocolate...and we may be able to find some fries in the frozen section.

[phantasmagorial]

[ More or less IMMEDIATELY: ] I'll take all of it.

[ GIVE HER THE POTATE ]

[schardynfreude]

[He barks out a surprised laugh.] All of it? My dear, there are a fair number of packages of various potato-based products.

I will at least have to help you carry all the bags.

[phantasmagorial]

Oh, hm... it'll probably take a lot of bags, too.

[ She furrows her brow in thought and then nods to herself. ]

Maybe we can come back when we're sure it's safe down here? Like a reward for ourselves for doing a good job.

[schardynfreude]

[He hands her a can of puringles (purgatory pringles) and ruffles her hair.] Some potato for now, as a treat, and then pilfer the rest later.

[phantasmagorial]

[ She takes the can with a little nod of thanks and without even missing a beat or even having to think about it, she just pops it open and starts crunchin away. She Must Have The Potatoes. ]

Should we ask the others if there's anything they'd like us to bring? [ munch munch ]

[schardynfreude]

Absolutely. When everyone is ready to wrap it all up, we can ask what people want and make something of a shopping trip about it.

And those who don't want to wrap up, we'll entice with something here.

[phantasmagorial]

"Those who don't want to wrap up"? Well, who would even want to stay down here?

[ Then she thinks about it for .2 seconds and sighs. ]

No, on second thought... don't answer that.