introductions

[cancrymods]

It comes to you suddenly, at the end of an unravelling thread of thought. A sudden, piercing sense of wrongness stops you in your tracks and sends you tumbling through rapidfire questions that you realize you have no answer for. How long have you been here? How long have you been doing the same things, over and over, blindly going through the motions of a routine? Just who are you, anyway?

Questions beget more questions and answers prove illusive until you arrive at the only things you know for certain: the first is that this place is Purgatory.

The second is that you're here because you're dead.

Oddly, this doesn't feel like a surprise of any sort. You don't remember how or why it happened, but it did and that's that. It feels rather as though you've been slapped awake and everything around you has come into sharp focus. You're in Limbo, where you've been wandering since you arrived here in Purgatory alongside all the other mindless souls who are acting out what little they remember of their original lives.

Still lingering is that horrible sense of something being terribly wrong. It hasn't dissipated with your realization of the truth – if anything, it's intensified. There's no way to tell what it is, but there's something going on here.

Maybe you should investigate – or at least see if there's anyone else here who's had the same realization as you...

[ OOC: Welcome to the very first log of Can Cry! For the first few hours, Executors will be free to explore and mingle among themselves. Mod replies will come in a few hours. If you're planning to investigate, please indicate that you're doing so in the subject line as your comment. ]

Comments

[beknights]

[ At Pariah's words, Seal sort of...peers around the fountain. They've basically just been sitting here the entire time.

Their signing is awkward, a little clumsy. ]

« Too many people. Things happened. Not sure what to do. »

[ So they'd just...frozen up and stayed there, basically. CHOICE PARALYSIS. But this girl is asking about 'how many' WHICH THEY CAN DO. Another hurried flurry of signing, like they're trying to get the information out. ]

« There are others who are awake. Not just us. »

[alcahest]

[ speaking of the others!! one of them has still been wandering aimlessly around the town while all of this went down, but it's hard not to notice how noisy it's gotten by the fountain all of a sudden. she makes her way over there with the same serene, dazed pace she's been going about everything else. ]

Is something... happening?

[phantasmagorial]

There's so many of you... I really don't understand how this is happening.

[ Rei huffs out a shaky sigh. ]

Do you at least know who else has um– I suppose we could say you've 'woken up'?

[mementomoritz]

So far, I've counted exactly eleven of us, including me, but there's no reason there couldn't be more! [Yes, she's been keeping track. ...Actually, judging by the napkin with scribbly handwriting she's holding up, she's been writing it down.]

[emberserker]

Oh, there's got to be more than that.

[Somebody marches over, fuming and glaring at everyone gathered.]

I don't suppose you actually found anything helpful.

[...about that]

[mementomoritz]

[If she's been keeping track, she'll find that Relic, Brainiac, La Luna, White Eagle, and Rei herself are all missing from Medic's notes.]

[Mostly because she hadn't met any of them.]

[Although she does appear to be trying to add Rei to her list as they speak. She's not taking the napkin away from Wolfsbane, she's just. Scribbling it on at an angle while leaning over.]

[emberserker]

You're missing the woman with the candy cane hair and obnoxious personality. I believe I saw a few more, too.

[daughterofthemark]

Ah! Like the beautiful woman with the golden eyes.

[Not that "beautiful" is a useful description coming from Arianna.]

[pioailurophobia]

There's also the guy with the brown hair who tried to pick a fight with me.

[Kingslayer has tried to pick a fight or has had a fight picked from everyone here, so that doesn't narrow it down much.]

[emberserker]

At this rate, I'd be surprised if somebody hadn't.

[daughterofthemark]

Besides those who are right here [counting the loud teen who just arrived], I've met one other younger girl, an older woman, and a man.

[phantasmagorial]

But that's not–

[ Okay, her unintentionally cryptic confusion is probably not going to be helping anybody, so Rei pinches the bridge of her nose for a moment, sighs and then tries again. ]

I think... I'm going to have to talk to all of you and explain what's going on. Do you think you'd be able to find everyone else who's awake and bring them to... um, let's say the coffee bar in a little while?

[crosscutting]

Yeah, no problem! [Finally, something to DO!]

[emberserker]

I suppose we might as well. It's better than languishing.

[Off to go yell at people, then.]

[mementomoritz]

Sure! [Teen girl squad is on the case, Rei.]

[pioailurophobia]

OIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII! [Kingslayer yells, cupping their hands around their faceplate.] IF YOU KNOW YOU'RE DEAD, GET OVER TO THE CAFE! WE HAVE SHIT TO TALK ABOUT!

[Their voice is... very, very loud.]

[daughterofthemark]

[Oh okay if this is what we're doing.]

WILL THE DEPARTED PLEASE REPORT HERE AT ONCE!

[...this isn't actually where she said to meet but it's the thought that counts]

[mementomoritz]

[Climbing up to the top of the fountain to boost herself, because she's a very short person.]

IF YOU HAVE QUESTIONS, THE COFFEE BAR HAS ANSWERS AND PROBABLY ALSO COFFEE!

[pride_of_amarcia]

[From off in the distance, the group can hear an obviously shouted response:]

Y'OKAY SOUNDS GOOD!

[... Some would recognize the voice as that of Brainiac, just as cheerful now as during any past encounter. Her footsteps weren't loud enough to be heard from this distance, but she was probably on her way!]

[daughterofthemark]

Yes, of course. Although... what is a coffee bar?