Let's Play A Murder (
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letsplayamurder2025-07-06 02:51 am
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.
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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.
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'.
-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.

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Maybe he has a bit of a breakdown. But no one but whatever gods lived here get to see it. Especially since once he calms he makes his way to his flat's bathing room and takes a shower... once he figures out the controls at least. Thankfully his clothing was as restored as his body, so he only feels a bit gross putting them back on before heading out.
The note had said there were "others" after all. He intends to make a proper first impression! So he steps out looking clean and fresh, waves of hair perfectly combed and curling just right. As if this was an expected social event.]
Greetings! I am Ferdinand von Aegir. It is a pleasure to meet you all!
[ introductions complete it is time to explore! He finds himself lingering at the statues, looking up at... himself!]
Amazing... how were they able to craft our likenesses so quickly?
[ and being right there means he finds the rules soon enough, his cheery mood turning to a pensive one]
Hmm... a bit ominous, is it not?
First Impression
Vanity.
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Vanity! I take it our mysterious benefactor invited you here as well?
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[the staring Ferdinand is getting isn't exactly intense, because that would imply a force that isn't quite there. but it is a stare, alright, and one definitely could hear a pin drop for a bit.]
Whoa...
[is she... impressed? it's hard to tell.]
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Come now, there is no need to be intimidated!
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[Ominous it is, but Misane seems to be taking it all pretty calmly! As if this is all just nothing to be too concerned about]
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[They literally saved his life, after all]
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[She sighs as she looks around.]
There's no proof we woke up right away, right?
[And this is before she saw how much he weighed. Thank goodness.]
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[Ferdinand doesn't even look like he fully believes his own argument though- clearly this A had untold magic]
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I suppose... it is magic beyond my understanding, but so is... all of this, if I am being honest.
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Well, gee, Mr. Ferdinand, Sir, it sure is!
[They circle him like a buzzard, tilting their head curiously.]
Are you a real life member of the living?
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[That sure is a bird person. Ferdinand just stares... and when he manages words he exposes more than he intended to]
I... am no longer sure.
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They could've chiseled 'em before came to us. [The teen beside Ferdie throws out with a shrug.
Gods are supposed to be omnipotent right? That means they wagered they all knew they'd say yes... ooooooor they were going to bring them here regardless of their acceptance. Knowing his luck that's a high possibility.
Ranma steps closer to a matching statue posing with pride and fervor, looking ready to duke it out were it not confined to the base it stands on. The real deal mirrors his stone counterpart's cheeky grin, folding his arms across his chest.]
I'm not complain' though, [Or going to question it further is what he meant to say] these are awesome! I could get used to people buildin' stuff in my image!
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But he should be able to hear her one word response.]
Laurie.
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[He sounds... quite unbothered by the idea, honestly. If whoever brought them here had the sense to choose him, then surely the other people here must be similar-- people who have a very good reason to want to become a god.]
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[...it's coming from... pretty far down. though he's at least standing on two legs and has a paw to his chin so he can get a better look...]
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Ah... yes, I suppose they likely have. Though my hair has only been this long for a short while, comparatively. I wonder if they had to revise it?
[he seems amused by this idea]
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[He says cheerfully.]
Though I do wonder why "killing is forbidden" is something that needs to be stated, given what we're here to do.
I'm sure it's merely a precaution.
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[hey ferdie it's a MOTHER FUCKIN HORSE]
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In the end, she just settles for attempting to make conversation, since this sure is a social interaction she's found herself in. ]
Uh, you can call me Velvet.
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a doll-like smile fixes in place, as she offers a slight curtsy. ]
Yasuda Sayo. Likewise. You seem eager to get started.
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