Your New Life

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Another New Life

You wake up to the sound of surf, much, much closer than you've ever heard it unless you moseyed down to Puffin Pier back in the old days. What old days...? Why, the days when you had a body, of course. The memories are probably coming back by now, jumbled along with everything else you lost. What a wake-up call.

But at least the ocean is real, unlike your dubiously fragmented remembrances. This little island out in the middle of nowhere sports a crude sign reading DUCK DAMNED ISLAND that seems like it's really railing against whatever fate you've been left to. There are little seashells and sparkling fragments amongst the sand to the left of your face. If you look further, to the left and right, it seems you're not the only one who's woken up here; it's considerably less cushy than your last wakeup, but maybe that's not a bad thing.

Here, you're free, albeit... kind of incorporeal, as you'll soon find out. The island is covered in pretty little trees that don't quite form a forest, bowed over the really beautiful sandy beach that is way prettier than the one on the mainland. One, slightly rickety treehouse -- bare of anything, because incorporeal ghosts don't need furniture, of course -- peeks out from between the leaves. This is, apparently, your home away from home now.

Finally, there's a small bay-like area on the island that leads you to a strange-looking storm drain, marked with a symbol that's not-quite-an-apple. Stepping in will wash you alllllll the way back up to Puffin Pier, right where the sewers normally let out.

Oh, and once you step onto the mainland? You're now a duck. What kind of quacking afterlife is this.

((OOC: the tldr; about death is here!))

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[driftedaway]

That rake...

[ Through this conversation, he can't help but think that it's a really good thing Sampo is like that, huh...? ]

I do remember trying to fish them earlier that day, so maybe I was trying to give them to you as a gift?

[ He's reluctantly accepted the premise that he's sleepwalking, but that doesn't mean he can be 100% sure of his logic. ]

[aurevoirx2]

[ Thanks sampo for being so chill with these unstable children. ]

I have no idea what you were thinking. You even went to the wrong place.

Also, I wouldn't know what to do with fish to begin with....

[driftedaway]

[ he deserves an award. ]

I think I was on a stroll with lovely fish friends. Probably? [ He didn't write it down, and MAMIYA...hasn't reminded him. ] Maybe I thought you'd want to pet them.

[aurevoirx2]

Maybe... That sounds... A little cute . [ Except they were dead fish. ]

[driftedaway]

They really were! I bet you could see fish like that as mascot for an aquarium. [ Instead of, say, ducks. ]

But you'd think I'd be thinking of dogs instead... Dreams sure work in mysterious ways.

[aurevoirx2]

Sure. Really mysterious... [ Like all the things Keito-kun says sometimes. ]

[driftedaway]

[ He's just a dreamy boy! ]

...I wasn't planning on falling asleep, really.

[aurevoirx2]

It's fine. It all worked out? Well... [ Not really, but what's done is done. ]

[driftedaway]

Is it? I was pretty worried. [ And now they're all dead??? ]

[aurevoirx2]

As fine as we can ask for, being dead? I guess.

[driftedaway]

Well, I can hazard a guess as to why you wrote that now.

[ Don't use perfectly good letters for that??? ]

[aurevoirx2]

Mmmhm. [ That's what you're concerned about? ]

[driftedaway]

Did you really think I wouldn't be worried about you after reading that? [ Sorta??? ]

[aurevoirx2]

[ He laughs though. ] Worriedly falling asleep.

[driftedaway]

[ Wow, don't call him out like this??? ] I was just feeling weirdly exhausted that night!

[aurevoirx2]

[ Still laughing, though. ] I'm sure fishing was very tiring.

[driftedaway]

Hey, it was! [ Wow, he's pouting now. ] I know those fish were pretty small for bass, but it took me a while to get the hang of it enough to catch them!

[aurevoirx2]

Of course. New skills take time to learn, after all.

[driftedaway]

I feel like that applies to so many things here though. [ Well, that deflates the pout at least. ] I guess that's why I got tired so much faster than usual.

[aurevoirx2]

I'm from the city, at least, so all this manual labor is definitely taxing. Even my parents weren't making go cultivate my own food. [ Like, he's not spoiled, but he's not a county boy... ]

[driftedaway]

Same here, actually. [ Keito, on the hand, is totally spoiled. ] Though I was in a sports club, so I probably move around a lot more than you do in art club. But that's still pretty different from farming...so yes. Taxing, all right.

[aurevoirx2]

Sports... That's a little unexpected from you. [ Oh right, his plaque did say something... And his letters. ] Ah, you did mention before... Not interested in literature club though?

[driftedaway]

Oh, I just got recruited to the lacrosse club first. But maybe in another timeline, I would've joined the literature club? Talking about my favorite books and learning about new ones that'd interest me is pretty fun.

[ He swiftly and mercilessly sweeps a memory unbidden to the back of his mind. ]

How about you? Any interest in other clubs?

[aurevoirx2]

No. Hinata's the one who invited me there, so...

[driftedaway]

And you're fantastic at art! [ Which makes him realize... ] I guess that was a silly question, with how dedicated you are and all.