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cancry2020-07-31 08:27 pm
introductions
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. ]
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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B–but it... it's dangerous. I don't know what's further down. I can't guarantee any of you would be safe.
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[ Y'ALL RECKLESS AS HELL... ]
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[ ...
She really doesn't have a good retort for that. ]
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Wouldn't it be better if others were fighting too?
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If you're really sure, then...
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... I think. This is my first time doing this...
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Man, I don't know if I'd do well in a group...
But I'm willing to give it a shot.
Then how about we start this whole ritual thing!
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I also want to do it, but I can write it down, right?
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I look forward to working together with you.
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[Okay, maybe a bit eager there, Pariah.]
We wouldn't offer if we weren't serious!
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I'm in!
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Seal merely nods at Rei to signify their agreement, standing tall. For perhaps the first time since they awoke, they're perfectly confident of this singular choice. ]
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[For what? This? No, that can't be right. She pauses and shakes her head.]
Fine, then, make us Executors. It's better than languishing in this chaotic dump.
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[...it's gently teasing, okay,]
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CONTRACT ESTABLISHED
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Besides, what else are we gonna do?