WORLD -1

[monoguests]

[...huh, didn’t you die? Well, maybe you didn’t. You might wake up feeling like you just woke up from a really vivid nightmare that you can still sort of feel the effects of or something… sure, you’re still in your old cabin, but maybe you can go out and see everyone?

...except when you go out, while it seems like the same old camp, things are a little… strange and pixelated. Also, the walls seem to have come down, but if you try to cross the barriers of where the walls were, you’ll find yourself right back at your cabin door.

Welcome to World -1, kids. You’re probably going to be here a while… and you may not actually be alone, either.]

[OOC: Welcome to the wonderful world of post-death sidequesting! "Sidequesting," you may ask? Well... you'll get an explanation soon enough.]

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[totaldrag]

...

[There is a tiny witch behind Yomiel. Her eyes are red and her hair is white and she KICKS YOMIEL WITH ALL THE FORCE A 15-YEAR-OLD GIRL CAN MUSTER.

WHICH HAPPENS TO BE A LOT.]

[theothersissel]

[He can't feel it.]

[Well, honestly, he can feel it a little, but it's dull. There's no pain. His body's a husk.]

[He gets knocked over from the sheer force of it, but there's no shriek of pain.. He instead gasps instinctively, turning around to face her.]

A-Ash? What are you...?

[Doing here, he wants to say, but his voice kind of gives out. He's still kind of overwhelmed.]

[totaldrag]

This.

[Another kick! This is fun. You oughta double for a soccer ball, Yomiel.]

[theothersissel]

[HOW RUDE. Honestly, he's not missing the ability to feel pain right about now.]

Ash, stop it, what are you...you're supposed to be dead!?

[totaldrag]

So are you.

[She's not even questioning it. She's just relishing it.]

[theothersissel]

How is this possible? I mean, this...gods, this can't be some stupid sort of afterlife, is it?

[totaldrag]

Well, gee, I dunno. You're here. I'm here. I'm sure that they found and just cremated you for it.

[theothersissel]

If that makes you feel better, Ash. Sure.

[He sighs, rubbing his forehead. None of this makes any sense.]

Let me guess, the rest of the people who died, they're here too?

[totaldrag]

It'd make me feel better if I kept kicking you.

[So she does.]

How should I know? I haven't been here that long.

[theothersissel]

[JUST SIGHS LOUDLY like this is the most annoying thing in the world.]

Would you stop that? I can't even feel it. [He holds his hands up apologetically.]

Look, you weren't killed on purpose, alright? It was bad luck you got the note. It could've been anyone.

[totaldrag]

Then you played my hideous sounding music and talked to me for two minutes.

So. Yeah. Kind of mad about that.

[theothersissel]

Hey, that guy has a nice voice, don't diss "Sinata" or whoever he is.

[He lets out a frustrated noise.]

...But yeah, I would be mad too/

[totaldrag]

Santa?

[Another kick.]

Good. So we're on the same page.

slash get out of my tags

[theothersissel]

"Sanatra"?

[THANKS, ASHLEY, HE REALLY ENJOYS THAT.]

Could you stop that? You made your point.

[totaldrag]

You were talking to me about Santa beforehand. He also has Christmas music. I heard it while I was in the party room.

[a pause.]

I know. I'm going to keep making it.

[theothersissel]

No, no, the guy singing is definitely not Santa. Santa doesn't sing.

[He sighs.]

It's not even causing me pain, Ash. You're getting nothing out of it.