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]

Haha, he has a point! I don't play it much, but it's probably even more dependent on the roll of the die than Monopoly. Somehow.

[ He holds back another laugh. ] Considering how the game went, I can see you encountering Bowser a lot.

[aurevoirx2]

I'm guessing that means that's really bad.... [ Even though he won, his luck is so????? ]

[driftedaway]

Imagine that every time you hit those spaces, someone takes your property and makes everyone compete for it. Kind of like that.

[aurevoirx2]

Hmm that sounds irritating. People find that game... fun?

[driftedaway]

It evens the playing field! Sometimes. But mostly the dice is there to mess up everyone's plans.

[aurevoirx2]

Sounds..... Evil? [ He can't really talk though? ]

[driftedaway]

The dice are the true final boss, after all. It laughs at our pain.

[aurevoirx2]

Like a god of chaos? Do you think Beelzebub-san knows someone like that?

[driftedaway]

Ah, that's something I never asked him. I wouldn't be surprised if he did? [ Probably somewhat adjacent, if he had to make a guess. ]

[aurevoirx2]

Hmmm... That's not really a Christian theme, though. I wonder.

[driftedaway]

[ That actually brings up some confusing, but unrelated, thoughts. Hmm. ]

True. It's probably more of a thing in other religions?

[aurevoirx2]

Norse, I think? I haven't seen too many paintings from that region, though.

[driftedaway]

And Greek, too. I think one of the gods is Chaos.

[aurevoirx2]

Oh, is it? There are so many Greek ones. A lot of those paintings are... hm. [ Greek gods are sure... something. Flawed. Human. ]

[driftedaway]

What about them? [ He's not very knowledgeable on the subject, but it's still fascinating! ]

[aurevoirx2]

Erm... They're very... Like... Well, you know about Zeus, right?

[ He doesn't actually have to explain this right... ]

[driftedaway]

From some books, yes. He's a rather...forceful god. [ He gets the gist of it at least. ]

[aurevoirx2]

Yeahhh. So, he's not the only one who behaves like that so... You can imagine some of the themes of these paintings.

[driftedaway]

[ He nods, hoping not all paintings would be like that. ] So what do you think about their paintings in general?