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kaisoumods) wrote2023-10-03 04:52 pm
past regains
Secret Log: PurgatoryCongrats on your untimely death! After you die, you will awaken in a very drab waiting room. The only other people in the waiting area seems to be the others who also died back at the cabin. On the wall, there is a sign that reads: Welcome to Purgatory! Please take a number and wait while your soul is processed for its next destination. Thank you. Sure enough, under the sign there is one of those old number ticket machines.
From there, there is nothing to do but... wait! There are plenty of old chairs to sit in (some are even comfortable), along with stacks of magazines that are all discontinued. If you get hungry, there is a cabinet and fridge that is full of various discontinued snacks and drinks. Fancy yourself a New Coke or Pepsi Blue?
Finally, there is an old fashioned tv and antennae. You can use this either to watch some cancelled shows or watch a feed of what's going on back at the cabin. You'll have to deal with adjusting the antenna regularly and bad reception though.
That's about it for purgatory though! Enjoy your stay.
[OOC: This is the log for all the characters that die during the October Horror plot! It's up to you if your character is still affected by the roles given to them by the plot. Please do not discuss or link this log anywhere outside the Purgatory chat until October 15th. After October 15th, this log will be shown to everyone else. ]
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His first response is instead a strange one. It's a sense of déjà vu, of a face that he feels like he's seen before...
He really does mean to ask one of the questions rotating in his mind. "What's your name?" or "Are you alright?" - something that's a lot more normal than what comes out of his mouth.]
I really do love a guy that can throw me around.
[Shit, he doesn't say out loud, arms crossed over his chest where he leans against the wall and with none of the horror ricocheting through his brain showing up on his face. Damn it, why is it still happening?! I don't even know him-]
I'd ask if you're free next weekend... but if we're dead, don't we have all the time in the world to get to know each other?
[He'd already had the worst day of his life when he realized he had this weird effect on him... and now he gets to have the worst day of his death, too.]
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There's that hint of déjà vu, but he chalks it up to seeing him in the cabin beforehand. Hadn't they? Yet he feels like he would have remembered this... reckless abandon.]
I wonder if we can still die here. Killing you might actually cheer me up.
[He says it, casually, like it's nothing. But then he narrows his eyes, some of his intensity slipping away.]
I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and assume it's one of those effects still lingering.
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What Akira actually says is:]
That'd be pretty hot, you know? I'd love to see you try.
[Maybe if this guy kills him, the effect will leave. It's not too late to hope.]
You're definitely having an effect on me, though. [It's... barely close to anything Akira's trying to say, so maybe he'll pick up on it somehow?] You think I'd be able to say any of this if you weren't?
[Better, if humiliating.]
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Now isn't the time. This might not even be the right life, or death, for this. So he watches Akira with barely contained rage.]
...Thank you. You've made me realize that things could be worse. I could be still be stuck as a pathetic, blubbering mess like you.
[He checks his arm, but the brand is gone. Why's it still effecting this guy?]