☆ WELCOME TO HELL, YE POOR SOULS.

[raisingproject]

Magical Girl Raising Project

Graveyard

The last thing you remember is dying. Whether it's by murder or execution, that's was all it. But surprisingly enough, you wake up in the hotel room that you were assigned in, as if you had never died to begin with. However, once you walk right outside, you'll start noticing that while this is the Town A you remember, there are some slight differences that you notice.

The first thing is the fact that while you can see those who are still alive, they simply cannot see you. In fact, they pass through you, as if you were a ghost. And spoilers: you kind of are one, now. The second thing is that sometimes, if you look at a building for too long or too closely, you'll notice that it fizzles a bit, almost glitchy.

But that's completely fine, isn't it? There is, however, one more thing to keep in mind: there are voices of other people, mumuring. Of course, these other people, unlike you, don't have a complete shape; they're just a silhouette of themselves, looking like static.

However: it wouldn't be Town A without an announcement, would it? Of course not. Hence why upon rearriving, there will be a message, typed out:

Welcome to the afterlife, everyone. This is a greeting message to introduce you to how exactly this works. You have the ability to send one message to the living a week, so choose your words wisely. Of course, there are limitations to what you can say! You cannot reveal the mastermind's true identity, even if you know it. You cannot reveal a culprit or a victim, even if you know it.

Also, all messages will be sent to all players during the trials. If there is no trial, the message shall be sent on Saturday. You may investigate as you wish. If you have any questions to ask of me, please leave a message and I will get back to you as soon as possible.

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Comments

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza blushes. Well...it's not like Zange wouldn't notice.] R-r-right. I was just wondering why you were out here in the first place. Did you come to talk or something? [Oh geez is she going to get lectured.]

[telecosmetic]

But...they do contain important information. [A pause] Maybe they need to stop going in on their own all the time.

[crossingout]

That depends on your definition of "important". The rooms themselves don't really contain pertinent information. Not really.

Just unlocking them is fine. Those rooms aren't just the rooms that they stayed in... they're representations of their souls.

[crossingout]

Is that even a question? I came to check on the barrier myself. Since more keys have been used, the barrier is getting weaker. Which means this town can collapse at any moment. I have to put my power back into it every now and again.

And make sure people aren't doing anything stupid.

[telecosmetic]

...like attacking it? Is that dangerous now that the barrier's getting weaker? [And...with what Snow White said, it seems likely that people will decide to do that.]

[telecosmetic]

...oh. That explains why they have all that weird stuff happening in them.

[raisingproject]

On the letters? I think so. You could use ascii. I think, anyway. [He crosses his arms over his chest to watch the proceedings in silence.]

I've never been able to use letters so. That's new for all of us. But right now all we can do is move things about.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods, blinking before she notices Recette setting this up.] Oh! I can do something about... [She picks up the pencil, but finds herself unable to actually move it.] Damn it! [She kicks the table leg in frustration, which does nothing, before picking up a snack and dropping it on the "Yes" instead.]

[telecosmetic]

[Well, that seems to have worked.] ...they don't need to write out questions... [Even so, she reaches for a snack, then pauses.] Do you want me to let them know you're here? I can probably mark both my name and "Other."

[raisingproject]

[He has to think about that. Hinata nods once.]

Go ahead.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods, before dropping one snack on her name and another on "Other."]

[crossingout]

That's right. The rooms can't... kill anybody, though. Can get close, yes, but never kill.

[telecosmetic]

...really? So...they're kind of like haunted houses, then? They'll scare you a lot but stop before it gets too bad?

[crossingout]

Something like that. Like for example... Akane-chan's room. It's a room that attempts to flood someone over in order to solve a puzzle. The puzzle in her room is actually something she's experienced in reality. This isn't necessarily the case for all of the rooms, as some of them are safe.

Like Himeko-chan's room just has the laptop.

[telecosmetic]

I see...I guess even if you told us which ones were safe...um, safer, we wouldn't be allowed to tell everyone else, right?

[crossingout]

Attacking it... is potentially dangerous, yes.

[telecosmetic]

Yeah...although it seems people have stopped trying that. [Distracted by all the murder, probably.]

[crossingout]

Well, it's not like that barrier can be destroyed easily.

[crossingout]

Of course not.

[telecosmetic]

Oh, good, they've figured it out! [Eliza looks thoughtful as she drops a snack on "Yes."] Hmm...maybe I can let them know who you are without making them write out more stuff... [She grabs another snack, one that's more of the crunchy type that hopefully won't leave stains, and carries it over to Dahlia, before dropping it on the notebook.]

[raisingproject]

Be careful using too much mana up. [He warns as he watches and listens. They might get it. But they might not.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods, before staring at Eruna's question.] ...damnit, how should I answer that? There's...way too much I need to tell them...

Eliza's Room, Tuesday evening

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza's here if anyone has any messages to tell her directly, although she sees what she expects-only Zack is there right now. Although...huh, that's a pretty good idea. She leans over, making the doll lift its head and turn it towards Zack, before raising a hand in greeting.]

...hey there.

[selfloving]

That's right. I'd rather not rely on her for everything, either.

[Trust issues aside, Zange seems...unstable after all this time, One thinks.]

I'm not too keen on playing nice with them, either. The reasons should be obvious. But for now, I can write something if you want while we solve this puzzle.

[selfloving]

[Assuming the win condition is something not unlike what being the last out of four contestants to survive, One glosses over a little bit.]

I suppose the barrier is linked to mana. Meaning we can't proceed until another death.