☆ 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

[raisingproject]

Ozuma. Just now.

[zackthekiller]

What?

[He glances around.]

I didn't hear you come in! What the fuck?

[hawthorned]

[Dahlia has never been so much on the same wavelength as Zack until this moment, wow. She's not glaring... yet, but she might be soon.]

Careful, Zack. He probably used his powers to do it.

[dereban]

[And someone's going to intervene here.]

As one of the oldest ghosts here, you can do a Captain Planet thing through physical contact.

[telecosmetic]

...um...okay...so the best way would be for all of us to be touching each other somehow? Like a giant group hug? [That might be awkward.]

[dereban]

If you do a group hug you won't be able to do the action you're supposed to be doing.

[raisingproject]

The woman's right that I did, in a way. In any case, you probably shouldn't touch me if you don't want to die. Again.

[zackthekiller]

... What?

[Think, Zack. What else can't be touched or else you die?]

... Were you the fucker who was causing the impurity?!

[raisingproject]

I didn't cause it. I am the impurity.

[telecosmetic]

[Anime sigh.] Oh right...yeah. So we can't have too many people sharing power at once, right? Because they all need to be touching each other.

[hawthorned]

[..... Backing away another step.]

How come you changed shape?

[zackthekiller]

[He noticed.]

Uh... No. The weapon looked like a spear and an axe had some weird lovechild.

[There's a name for that which Zack does not know.]

[zackthekiller]

... What.

Just, WHAT?

[Zack's brain hurts.]

I thought Zange sealed the impurity in that coffin at the church!

[zackthekiller]

[Whelp. Thank you, person he assumes to be Inaba.]

I dunno if it helps, but I got the mental image of all the ghosts doing this weird spooky conga line or something.

[zackthekiller]

Alright...

So who are they usually trying to catch during the final trial?!

[raisingproject]

They have to figure out the secrets of the town. There's no culprit for it. So naturally, a retrial had to happen. Since that one was a scapegoat.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza actually giggles at that.] Well, if that worked, it would probably be better. Everyone would just need to touch one or two other people...

[zackthekiller]

Oh. Got it.

[Oh, looks like Recette is probably gonna up here...]

Hey, Rose? Let her know I miss her as much as I miss being alive, would ya?

... And tell her not to fuck this ritual up. Seriously.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza blinks at seeing her Pokemon standing around the bottom of the tower...and guarding Zack's scythe? Looking all the way up, she spies both Recette and Zack, although it takes her a while to notice the ghost. She cups her hands around her mouth to yell up there.]

HEEEEEEY! TELL RECETTE I LOVE HER LIKE A LITTLE SISTER-I MEAN BIG SISTER! AND WE'LL SEE HER SOON!

[zackthekiller]

Huh?

[Oh, hey Eliza. You get a smile and a shouted reply.]

SURE THING, KID!

[He turns to Rose.] You got what she said?

[raisingproject]

[There's no expression on Rose's face. She just leans back in place.] Yes. Anyone within four miles probably got it.

[zackthekiller]

Good! Because I don't care to repeat that if I don't have to.

[He's glad to see you anyway, Eliza.]

[hawthorned]

.....

[A comment like this doesn't need to be dignified with a response, right? Dahlia knows this, and yet....]

Are you deaf and dense? Did I ever say Zange started all of this? And do you really think that anyone who is angry at Zange is angry because they're attracted to her? Get your perverted little mind out of the gutter and back into reality.

[raisingproject]

[Well the girl is asking good questions. ...but the names. She sighs. This she can steer them towards an answer.]

We can't tell them anything about the puzzle. But that name...Hinata used it when he told us all our names.

[raisingproject]

[Her voice is cold and crisp like the sting of winter as she lowers it just a hair.]

You are the one who needs reality's firm grip to lead you by the hand. Quit turning a very important talk into your plans for vengeance. If you can't, there's the door.

I am arming you with knowledge but I won't tolerate a fit that you are far too old to be throwing. Now.

[Her voice returns to normal and the sudden sharpness is gone. As if she'd never done it at all.]

Let's return to the matter of the hunter. As I said, there is a reason they were trying to get in and a cause for the murders. Think this over. I will even hand you the key, the first game was sanctioned.