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.
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[personal profile] cannotunravel 2025-07-09 05:27 am (UTC)(link)
It's either desperation, or they were in a hurry. Or both.
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[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-09 06:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Personally, I'm leaning towards "desperate".

[ Because Velvet is pretty sure that even if she herself isn't the absolute worst choice for this, she has to be at the bottom of the barrel. ]
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[personal profile] cannotunravel 2025-07-09 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Perhaps she had tried to ask a number of people and they refused to help.

[For one reason or another. Offering godhood kind of feels like a last resort too!]
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[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-09 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[ That idea had crossed her mind too, but Velvet doesn't know how to feel about it. Well, besides maybe a tiny bit bitter. ]

...Maybe. But right now all we can do is guess until we meet her properly.
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[personal profile] cannotunravel 2025-07-09 08:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Making guesses is always good. Having theories at hand can save you some time down the road.

[Or at least that's how it works for her!]
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[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-09 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
you've got a point, but that doesn't make you a little anxious?

[ ...Says Velvet, who does get anxious if she thinks on possibilities for long enough. ]
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[personal profile] cannotunravel 2025-07-10 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
Not really. Part of my job is to consider possibilities and work with them. If I got anxious from that, I wouldn't be able to do anything.

[Also she's a stoic gal and that sure helps a lot!]
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[personal profile] stringup 2025-07-10 01:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Good for you, then.

[ Which might sound a little sarcastic, but Velvet does mean it. ]

You can call me Velvet.
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[personal profile] cannotunravel 2025-07-10 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm Misane Mikoto. I hope we get along.

[A normal formal greeting. Misane seems like the stoic kind, yup]