☆ 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

[selfloving]

[It's the most obvious weakness for a lot of victims, even if they don't know anything about them.

She's known since the second week that Fav can think and act for itself, but these layers of deception just seem counterproductive now.]

He surrendered himself so easily. That seems foolish. A band end, indeed.

There must be a way to stop it, but that's one option down.

[raisingproject]

The traitor option never works. They have to be the only one left alive. [Some almost did it. He tended to be sickest at those times.]

...I tried to warn everyone about it without breaking the rules. Looks like it doesn't matter now. Some of what I remember drained away a long time ago.

[He shakes his head and sighs.] There's a bit more time left. Maybe with two traitors on this side, we can make more headway.

[selfloving]

If he cooperates with us at all. [Joshua's willingness to throw himself into the hangman's noose does not inspire One with any particular confidence.]

You've got some of yourself back, so don't waste it uselessly dwelling on the role of the traitor. How long until we lose our memories?

[raisingproject]

It depends. If you're using your power a lot...pretty soon. [He glances over at Eliza for just a moment.]

If you stay at your present rate of using power, you'll only start if the game ends and another is sure to start.

[selfloving]

I've taken your warnings to heart. [She pauses, tracking his gaze with her own. That girl will hardly recognize her own death, stumbling around as though it was the same as when she was alive.]

I'll have my soul purged from this place before that happens. I won't deteriorate like that. [Would it mean cursing the rest of them to this? Can she condemn them?]

[raisingproject]

There were many that felt as you did. I don't blame you if you go with that route. [It doesn't mean he can't be upset by it. But he's been here too long to tell her not to.]

For now, stay with us. We still have a chance to fix this.