mayorityvote | Your New Life

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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Ehehe, thanks. [ Feels weird to hear that, but he's not going to complain. It was fun to draw even if the prompt wasn't actually up his alley. But anyway, onwards to the next drawing! ]

Whoa, how cute is that! [ His eyes sparkle at how adorable the whole drawing is. ] Dango over flowers!

See, I went easy~ Though, maybe too easy? [ It's hard to think of prompts though. ]

Maybe, but it is sure charming. [ If he still wrote his diaries, he'd love to place a sticker like that on the cover. ...Let's not get into that though! ]

Now that we've gone though a few, it does get pretty difficult figuring out what to draw without making it too incomprehensible. [ For him, it's easy to think of prompts at the drop of a hat. The problem is actually drawing them. ]

Maybe we could change it up like. We can draw something together?

Something like... we can start with something like this. [ He just puts a random stroke on the page. ]

Sounds good to me. [ He nods, picking up another pencil. ]

Okay, how about...this next? [ He's not sure how much Sora expected him to add, so hopefully it isn't too little. ]

Oh, that's cute. [ Unfortunately, he's here to make it a little uncute? ]

[ Time for a counterattack! He ends up erasing a lot, trying to make it look recognizable. ]

Hehe, the prank succeeded.

Oh, it's coming together now. [ It's becoming more cheerful? He's unsure how he feels about it. It's... cute? though. ]

[ Well, he can leave him more room for interpretation on this one. ]

Sure is. I wonder what you'll draw next.

Hmmm... I don't know.

Something blocky now, I guess?

Unexpectedly, it's really rather hopeful, isn't it?

You think so? It feels more whimsical to me, but I suppose there's hope in that.

Like there's something there to reach for, I guess? Even though it might not happen.

Isn't that how it always is?

[ He blinks at that. ] Is it? [ The hope he felt when Adele took his memories, was just a fake thing. When he remembers his past, there isn't any. ]

I guess so?