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. ]

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[phantasmagorial]

[ Once the Yell Squad has done their thing and started, well, yelling at folks, the sword girl slinks off, presumably to go find them some seats at the coffee bar.

And as promised, once the group comes swinging by later, they'll find her sat by herself at once of the larger booths, nursing a cup of tea that's long since gone cold. She's looking a little different than she was when she saved your asses down in wherever that place was and she's looking all kinds of nervous, too. ]

... hi. [ She... very clearly has no idea what to do with herself. ] I don't really know where to start, but... if you have any questions then I'll do my best to answer them. Oh, um– I'm Rei, by the way. Or at least I think so.

[ She smiles, but it's a pretty feeble smile. ]

[pioailurophobia]

Aight, I'll start.

What the hell was that monster down there, and how do we kill it?

[phantasmagorial]

I don't think "monster" is really the right word... but that was something called a "Revenant". It's... what happens to souls who've been stuck here for too long without moving on.

[pioailurophobia]

Huh. What happens to it if we kill it again? And again, how? That thing was really damn dangerous; if it gets up here, it could seriously damage the populace of this place.

[phantasmagorial]

You wouldn't be 'killing' it exactly... but the soul would break down into its component parts and spread around Purgatory. It'd take some time for them to reform again, but at least then they'd be back to being a regular Specter and not a Revenant. ... Ah, a 'Specter' is what we'd call the rest of the souls here.

... as for actually defeating it...

[ Oh, she's gone very quiet. ]

[daughterofthemark]

It is most wonderful to meet you, Rei. You need not be nervous, as we are friends now.

[Yep, she's just declaring that on her own.]

[phantasmagorial]

R–really?

[ She looks a bit surprised. ]

We've only just met, though, haven't we?

1/2

[daughterofthemark]

You're right, we have. Despite our new friendship, we know so little about each other...!

2/2

[daughterofthemark]

Though I suppose I know little about myself as well.

[phantasmagorial]

Do you remember much of anything? I've never met anyone else this has happened to before, so I'm not sure what's normal to expect and what's strange. ... then again, this entire situation is strange...

[seasharp]

Just like that, huh...?

[Geez, someone moves quick.]

[daughterofthemark]

Yes, just like that!

[She is a simple woman. She sees an interesting person, she becomes friends with them.]

[pride_of_amarcia]

[Pascal enters the coffee bar as Rei is in the middle of speaking, slowing from a full run exactly one step from the door, then coming in and looking towards the girl who was speaking.

Then, she just triapsed over, her steps wide, as she moved to a chair and just plopped down on it.]

Oh, hey, so that means you know some of what's going on? That's a rather big yay, given my investigations, uh, didn't turn much up so far...

[phantasmagorial]

Some of it, yes. I've been aware of what's going on here much longer than the rest of you... and I've been carrying out my duty here as well for as long as I can remember.

[emberserker]

Duty? Has that got anything to do with what's going on here?

[pride_of_amarcia]

... So I guess my first question would probably be, does anything specific cause us to become aware in the first place? Why me over, say, that random peep walking past us on the street?

[She points to a specific spectre, not that pointing to a specific one means much.]

[crisantemo]

[The Yell Squad had eventually summoned her, and so she's sitting here as she sips on her own coffee. Quietly listening to everyone else ask questions for a moment, before she eventually speaks up.]

Nice to meet you, Rei. I've been wondering, how long have you been here?

[phantasmagorial]

I'm sorry, but I don't really know. It's... hard to tell time here properly. I just remember waking up here one day, like the rest of you and knowing where I was and what had happened. I don't remember very much else, apart from that.

But if I had to guess... maybe a few weeks? A month or two? It's probably longer than that, but I can't be more certain.

[crisantemo]

So a good amount of time, at least. [Think think.]

Was it just yourself that was... I guess 'awake', when you came to?

[seasharp]

Mm, so you've been at this a while, huh? Guess you're something of a veteran.

So... do you often get a bunch of people becoming aware all at once like this?

[phantasmagorial]

Not at all. As far as I remember, this is the first time anybody else but me has "woken up" like this. So I don't understand why a whole group of you would suddenly start becoming aware like this, all at the same time.

[seasharp]

Hm, so there's mysterious phenomena even when you're dead, huh?

Did anything else weird happen, maybe...?

[alcahest]

[ she doesn't mind just sitting and listening to everyone else's questions for the most part, but... no one has asked the one thing she really wants an answer to. ]

What... should we do?

[phantasmagorial]

... about...?

[ She was really expecting a follow up statement or some sort of qualifier there. ]

[alcahest]

... Being awake.

[ maybe that's still not enough? everyone else talks so much. it doesn't feel like it comes very naturally to her. ]

It seems like... it was better to be the same as the rest of the people here.