☆ 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

Monday

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza is looking for the ghost with the baseball cap on his head. She'll check out room 28 first, and if that doesn't reveal anything she'll move on to the restaurant where he was previously. After that she'll probably just wander around town, and maybe try and track down some of the Pokemon here to see if he's following them.]

[raisingproject]

[He definitely is keeping an eye on his Pokemon. Really intensely that he won't immediately notice Eliza, sorry.]

[telecosmetic]

Um...hi? Those are your Pokemon, right?

[raisingproject]

I think... they are.

[It's difficult to remember.]

[telecosmetic]

...do you remember their names?

[raisingproject]

[The boy shakes his head.]

I don't think I nicknamed them, though. [He's kind of lame.]

[telecosmetic]

Aw, really? How do you tell them apart from the rest, then? Although I guess some of them aren't very common...

[raisingproject]

By our bonds, of course! Plus, there're slight differences between my partners and any other Pokemon. Like, if you put two of the same Pokemon together, I'd be able to tell which one's mine, easy.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza nods.] Yeah...bonds are really important, no matter what you call your Pokemon. [She herself doesn't know if she'd be able to do that. She hasn't had the chance to test that, after all?] So, um, do you know anything about Gible and his biting? [She lifts a hand to make a biting motion, somewhat unconsciously.]

[raisingproject]

That's a habit of his. It's how he shows affection.

[It seems this ghost honestly doesn't mind it too much.]

[telecosmetic]

...does he do that a lot, then? You sound like you're kinda used to it.