Let's Play A Murder ([personal profile] letsplayamod) wrote in [community profile] letsplayamurder2025-07-06 02:51 am
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Arrival

The moment is a bit different for everyone. Perhaps you were just minding your own business somewhere, others may have been in more... dire circumstances. Regardless, you were approached by a figure you can't quite picture, and they offered you an accord; in exchange for aiding them in the healing of a world lost to chaos, you would be granted something almost unheard of. Godhood.

And each of you said yes, more or less.

A blurry hand, shifting and rippling, reaches out to you. You feel a glow of warmth, unlike anything you've known before. As soon as you think you can describe it, you wake up.

The room you're in is plainly furnished, but it's about the size of a small flat. Plenty of room to stretch your legs. Don't get too comfortable, however. On the bedside table each room has is a letter; handwritten, it's wrapped around a bronze key. The lettering could only be described as the platonic ideal of 'neat and precise'.

If you are reading this, than our deal has been made. You've awoken in a place that will surely feel strange, so I want you to take some time to acclimate. Meet with the others. Breathe. I shall be along shortly.

-A


Whatever that means becomes more apparent as you step out of your housing and behold the world around you. The building you were in, and every piece of architecture you happen across, is blatantly pre-modern. Yet, something about it is otherworldly. Stone and iron and glass as far as the eye can see.

But above you was where the real questions were. It wouldn't be right to say the sun was shining on you now, nor would it be right to say it's the dead of night. Instead, the sky is a hazy mixture of both, wrapped in suffocating storm clouds that are threatening rain. Everywhere you look, into the horizon, it's the same.

Welcome home. Take your time and explore. Nobody ever said godhood was easy.
threeapplestall: (Default)

[personal profile] threeapplestall 2025-07-12 08:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh no now she has to think about her preferences]

...anything works. Cucumbers are always tasty.
stringup: (velvet27)

1/3

[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-14 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Now Velvet has to consider what would be suitable... She figures something simple to make and for Mutsumi to eat will do, considering how upset she seemed earlier.

She also has a look at the stove and oven, realises she is not actually sure what the hell these things are, and decides to avoid using them this time because she'd be wasting time trying to figure them out. That's for another time.

Velvet ducks into the pantry to go grab the ingredients— ]
Edited 2025-07-14 18:30 (UTC)
stringup: (velvet26)

[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-14 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Wait, there's sugar here???

Okay, fine, since it's here, she may as well use it instead of honey. Extra nice treat for sad child (by her standards, anyway). ]
stringup: (velvet34)

[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-14 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Then she reemerges with a bunch of cucumbers, some onion, vinegar, salt and sugar and then gets to work making a salad. ]
threeapplestall: ((mutsumi) surprise)

[personal profile] threeapplestall 2025-07-16 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
[She just... stares at it, eyes sparkling.]

Oh...
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[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-17 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh! Velvet's relieved that it seems to have improved Mutsumi's mood a little. Once the salad is done, she serves it in a bowl for Mutsumi. ]

Here you go.
threeapplestall: ((mutsumi) surprise)

[personal profile] threeapplestall 2025-07-18 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you for the meal.

[Mutsumi digs in, a look of pure bliss on her face.]

...this was... incredible... thank you, Velvet-san...
stringup: (velvet25)

[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-18 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That manages to get a small smile out of Velvet. ]

You're welcome. And you look better now.