☆ WELCOME TO HELL, YE POOR SOULS.

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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

[crossingout]

You should try not to carry rocks that are too large, you know.

[ And here is Zange, not exactly in the best of moods - she looks a little exhausted, even. Also as a note: nothing really stands out at the edges of the barrier right now. ]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza sighs a little.] It was just in case. I bet we'd need more to make something people would notice anyways. [She just...drops the rocks on the ground for now. She hasn't seen anyone she wants to throw them at, not that she's going to tell Zange she planned to do that.] Have you found anything?

[crossingout]

And if someone else notices? A floating large rock is a lot more troublesome than just floating marshmallows.

... what exactly do you expect me to find that I don't already see?

[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.]

[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.]

[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.