☆ 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

[zackthekiller]

Ray! Come on, you gotta hear me! RAY?!

[Now he's really distressed. He doesn't have his scythe, he didn't see anything resembling a weapon, so now he's trying to grab at her neck.]

[If only he could remind her of that promise. If only he could keep it.]

[raisingproject]

[An attempt was made but it'll go right through.]

[zackthekiller]

[And now he'll make a few more attempts at grabbing Ray or doing SOMETHING before finally hugging her neck and sobbing tears of frustration.]

[It might be a bad idea to remind him of his magical form right now. He'll waste mana.]

[telecosmetic]

[Okay yeah Eliza's going to come over here and hug him as well.] You'll be able to speak to her again soon...I believe in our friends. They'll make it out of here and bring us all back and we'll all get to go home...

[zackthekiller]

[He gives her a slight glance, his imposing form protectively hovering over his hostage.]

[Not like he could do a fucking thing about anything.]

[Not one.]

[The hug is appreciated, though.]

[telecosmetic]

I-I can't find anything to cut the ropes with, and we can't untie them directly... [She glances over at the blue-haired girl.] Is...is there any other way in or out of this room beside that door?

[raisingproject]

[She shakes her head.]

[telecosmetic]

Oh...does someone have the key to this room then? To bring you guys food and stuff...

[raisingproject]

[A nod this time.]

[telecosmetic]

...it's Zange, isn't it? [There aren't that many people left alive...] I guess we can't really ambush her then...

[After musing, she's going to lean against Zack again, looking over at Ray.] Hey...I heard a bit about her from what you told Recette, but I don't think you mentioned how you first met...

[raisingproject]

[Yet another nod from the girl, she seems to be obviously distressed at the mention of Zange, however.]

[zackthekiller]

[Zack mumbles something about a sacrifice and "supposed to kill her" through his whimpering.]

[Poor Zack.]

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza blinks.] A...sacrifice? Isn't that what those weird cults do?

[zackthekiller]

[He might be able to explain when he's calmed down some.]

[telecosmetic]

[Well, she's just going to keep hugging him and rubbing his back, if he'll let her.] Sh-should we tell the others about this? They might have better ideas...

[zackthekiller]

... H-huh?

[He looks over his shoulder, staring Eliza in the eye.]

... Yeah. Might as well...

[He slowly backs up from Ray, staring at her dazed form longingly. He's almost willing to leave her now, but before he does...]

I'll be back... If this ritual thing works, I'm coming back for her, and when I do...

I swear to God, I'll kill her.

[telecosmetic]

[Eliza just nods. It's a promise between them, after all. She keeps a supportive arm on Zack's as they leave, glancing one last time at the blue-haired girl.]