afterlogs | SCHOOL FESTIVAL

WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: School Festival / Arriving in the Afterlife!
WHEN: 9/30/2012. Morning through evening.
WHERE: All around! Mostly at the school, since it is a school festival!
WARNINGS: Potential violence, but since everyone's already dead it's not like it matters, BUT FOR THE MOST PART HUNKY DORY PG! So PG+V? That works.
SUMMARY: A school festival! Details here!

No matter where it is you woke up, if it's near buildings the sounds of merriment are all around. The shouts of people rooting for the winner of a game, students trying to pull in attention for their booths, adults laughing as they trip over themselves during a sport or someone screaming at the haunted house...

It's then that you realize you're at some kind of festival, everyone's invited, and no one seems to be bothering with money.

Then the realization that you're not even in your clothes. What the hell is this outfit? A school uniform? A janitor? A store clerk? Waitress?

No, no, the bigger question is deinitely "What the hell is going on and where am I?" With nothing but forest and mountains visible in the distance, it's kind of--

POP POP!

..Are those fireworks?

If your character isn't at one of the events and are elsewhere in the town/forest/school/dorms/exploring the buildings/wherever, feel free to just comment with their own thread at the bottom.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Geez, isn't there anyone besides me who's been around for more than a day? You're in the afterlife. Most of the students aren't real people. They're like.. robots, or NPCs from a video game. They also might be flesh, I don't know, but there's a chance they won't just recover if you hurt them like we will so don't interfere with them.

[The afterlife? Is this her idea of a joke? Well if it is, he's definitely not laughing. And though he doesn't know what an NPC or a video game is, if these aren't real people then they've got to be either fontech machines or (if they really are made of flesh) replicas. But how are there so many of them, and what exactly does she mean by "won't just recover"?]

If they're responsible for making trouble, I'm going to interfere. You can't honestly expect me to leave them alone.

Who are you with? The Dark Wings? Or maybe Van sent you.

They won't make trouble. Some of them might react if you do, but they won't even remember the next day.

Who's Van and what are the Dark Wings? I told you, you're dead.

[Asch figures if she really doesn't know who Van or the Dark Wings are, then she must not be working with them. It could be a ruse, but...he doesn't think so. Whether she's being serious or not is still up for debate.]

And for just how long have they been wandering around like this? I find it hard to believe no one's reported them or that the counsel would tolerate an unexplained surge in the number of "immigrants".

[Is she still going on about that? Asch scowls, his tone sharp.] Don't be stupid. I'm not dead.

I don't know where you're from, but there's no counsel here. There's just dead kids and the NPCs. There's no one to report them to either unless you find God, in which case you'd better tell me where he is.

That doesn't matter. [Asch's patience is running thin. All of this dead people and "NPC" business is about as clear to him as mud. And given his luck, he won't make it to the checkpoint in time.] I don't know who you are or what you want, but I'm not dead. Otherwise I wouldn't be standing here.

If you're finished, I'll go look for this "God" myself. Maybe he'll be willing to take a less passive stance regarding the...NPCs.

[Asch's world religion circles around a bunch of magical sound particles whose existence hasn't been proven, a really smart chick who could communicate with it and see the future, and the resulting prophecy. He's completely missing the cultural significance here.]

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