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Last Resort Mods 🌊 ([personal profile] killerwaves) wrote2023-03-03 10:06 pm

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GARDEN OF AVALON


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There is a moment of silence. That is all there is, following the end one meets, but it is wrong to say that nothing else proceeds afterward. Indeed, upon the deceased opening their eyes, there's a feeling like settling into a body that has not yet crossed over, and an undeniable bright scene in front of them.

Is it heaven? Is it purgatory? These are the questions that may unfurl when faced with a bright, vibrant sky with pleasant colors, and soft clouds. Alongside this pleasing sight are picturesque rivers, running around fields of flowers mixed with lively greenery that seems to extend to distances behind one's comprehension. But, make no mistake—there are large trees dotted here or there, where someone might feel compelled to lie under given how welcoming they look.

Perhaps most striking, however, is the floating tower, that seems currently unreachable no matter how close anyone nears it. Does it need to be blocked off with an invisible shield? Honestly, no. But nobody knows that, and maybe no one will figure it out either, despite how many times they will ask who frequents it...who so happens to be standing outside of it, but also nearby. Huh.

Who's that? Well, that's—

Merlin, Mage of Flowers
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What a shock, isn't it? To see someone like Merlin so soon. Yet, he hardly seems perturbed, as he says, "Oh, so you've come! What a terrible fate you've been met with. But, don't worry, there's plenty of things to keep you occupied with.

What do I mean by that, you ask? I mean yourselves, of course! And, yes, by the way, you're still dead. So sorry about that. If you need anything, though, just call my name and I'll be there."

Beat. "Probably."

Then he disappears helpfully in a flurry of petals, not even saying where this is. Wow, helpful, isn't he? But, you have more than enough time to explore, at least. And hey, where did that random shack come from far off in the distance? If one goes in, they'll find a random bookcase inside, filled to the brim with fairytales that automatically replenishes if all books have been read with new ones. In addition, there's a random 'fan magazine' of the super popular idol Magi☆Mari; a beautiful white-haired young woman with purple eyes. Huh, why does she look familiar?

...Anyway, at least this will all keep one occupied.

As a side note, off to the distance are a a massive gathering of trees, but whenever one tries to approach them they can't seem to actually get close. How obnoxious! Looks like you'll have to just continue to admire your surroundings of pink flowers, one or two solitary trees, rivers, and other flora for miles on end.

As of 'Week 3', there is now an additional, cutesy shed in the Garden of Avalon that can be accessed for arts and crafts materials. Sewing kits, canvasses, painting materials, paper, you name it! There also is a shelf full of lube as well, for your needs. They will have a hint of a flower scent.

As of 'Week 4', the forest is glowing and can at some point be entered for funtimes.

By 'Final Week', there is a small little cottage of some sort that has appeared, which is ridiculously more spacious once walked into. It appears to be like a little free-for-all clothing store, except everything is free of charge. The styles range from cutesy pink, stylish, fancy, and to even towards the gothic side of things...but also there is a spot filled with make-up and the like! Do you want to look pretty in death? No worries, you too can shine here as well with beauty products found along the shelves, and of course mirrors alongside changing rooms for your convenience.

There are also knitting tools, for those wanting to really step up their skills.

Additionally, in this large 'cottage', there are private changing rooms with mirrors and a plush long seat to sit down if you want to for whatever reason. The doors lock once someone is inside and the door is closed.

Lastly, for those feeling 'adventurous', they would also happen to find costumes. Sexy ones, likes nurses, maids, and the like, but also silly 'scary' ones like a t-rex and a sheet ghost.

The forest has also stopped glowing, and upon entering it give you view to a beautiful lake surrounded by trees (sans mist.) The sky is still a fantastical color, and taking a soak at any time is possible.

However, on the other side of the forest, is a field of beautiful blue flowers, and a perpetually midnight sky.
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[personal profile] hearnoplague 2023-06-19 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ But something in the weight of the girl's words seems... Familiar? Not too familiar, he'd given up hope on that by now, but something either damned or divine. ]

Hn... Then again, I was a harbinger of plague. Not death.

[ He tries to maintain a facade of calm. ]

What of you, now? Another godly creature, or something more?
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[personal profile] stilllovesyou 2023-06-19 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
Godly?

[God?

It's enough to make her sick.]


No. I am the source of the divine. I am Alecto. I am the ten billion. He would be nothing without my love.
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[personal profile] hearnoplague 2023-06-19 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
The source of the divine, you say?

[ He's thinking of a being with many names. One from every god they made a pact with. ]

I have dealt with beings like you before... In bargaining, that is. They seemed rather fond of tears from the first gods, now long dead.

[ He shakes his head. ] I digress. Judging from your disposition, I doubt you have much interest in bargaining... Yet I wonder...

Why is such a powerful being as you possessing a mortal vessel as... Nona, I believe her name was?

Edited 2023-06-19 03:03 (UTC)
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[personal profile] stilllovesyou 2023-06-19 07:54 am (UTC)(link)
[The squid makes a comical amount of errors, but it's respect and fear is at least appropriate. So she smiles in a way that suggests she does not know how.]

Nona was not a mortal. Nona was always me, myself and I. She simply... forgot. [It's wrong, of course. Was she a different person as Nona? Was the identity that the girl carved out over those months... equal? She can't decide whether to mourn or not. She's been mourning since her birth, what is one more worm?

Everything, sadly.]


The body's name is... [She stops herself before saying 'Anastasia.' This is not Anastasia. Merely her blood.] ...Harrowhark. A lyctor. A lich. She has sworn herself to me.