[There is a soft rustle of clothing and then footsteps. A voice speaks from farther away, an odd cross between resigned and rather irritated]
Well. I don’t feel dead.
When I thought of Hell, this is certainly not what I imagined. No fire and brimstone, huh? Ugly as fuck though.
[A sigh, and some more footsteps. Rustling as the
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[wait a second, that voice.]
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Who is this? Where am I?
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Is this a different planet, then? Or dimension?
I'm kind of supposed to be dead, actually.
((OOC: strike = typed, then deleted))
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Where am I?
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You are in a city called Discedo, on a world called Fortuna. Every citizen on this network was brought here by a group of elusive 'scientists', most likely for purposes of experimentation.
All efforts to leave of our own accord have proved futile.
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[scoff]
Is this what that math freak meant by 'science'?
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What scientists? What experiment? I need details.
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You're not dead. You've been brought to this city just like everyone else here, against your will.
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No, I'm pretty certain I'm dead where I come from. I thought I had an idea what would happen to me after that, but it seems I was mistaken.
I assume not everyone here is dead then.
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I didn't know that was possible, to come here after...I guess it shouldn't really surprise me too much...
No, no one else that I've met.
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This isn't the afterlife then. A different dimension, perhaps?
...or maybe I've finally gone off the deep end.
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