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MDV Mods 🌼 ([personal profile] mayorityvote) wrote2024-03-10 05:51 pm

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!))
lovebombing: (rip deal)

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-10 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[So!]

[So.]

[So....]

[Well, the twists and turns of the Elation aren't known for being mild. Sampo Koski is peeved, yes, but...well, if life gives you becoming ghost ducks, you gotta make do.]


How in the world did this happen, though...? So weird...

[He's exploring the island, finally climbing into the treehouse just to think for a while on this whole chaos.]
aurevoirx2: (so that I can think of looking forward)

[personal profile] aurevoirx2 2024-03-10 11:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There's just a despondent boy in here, probably having gone to the treehouse first to be alone, stewing in his thoughts and memories. ]
driftedaway: (i've always waited)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 01:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ The sound of scratching ice won't leave his ears. He couldn't see well. His hands felt cold and clammy.

But when he spots the man in the treehouse, he decides he has to push through it for now. To say something. So he meekly follows him, hands awkwardly at his sides to show he's holding nothing. ]


...Are you okay, Sampo? [ Considering he was very much not okay the last time he remembers seeing him. ] Or should I leave?
driftedaway: (suddenly regrets)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ Keito remembers now. The amusement park, the snow, the fate that will befall him if nothing changes. All of it. And so he weeps near the ocean.

He'll be doing it for a while, just crying near the water and adding his own tears to it. But eventually, he stops and stumbles his way to the very top of the treehouse.

Apparently he's calling dibs on that area, even if he's not quite aware he looks like he's doing so. That's what you're pretty much doing when you're laying down on the floor and looking at the ceiling like a floating piece of trash, right?

(He is so not okay.) ]
aurevoirx2: (looking for the broken things)

[personal profile] aurevoirx2 2024-03-11 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ same bestie but with more effort because he's probably already at the highest room too curled up into a ball. ]
Edited 2024-03-11 01:41 (UTC)
driftedaway: (not like this)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ they should not same brain about this sort of thing??? but yeah screw it, move over. he likes tall places and he's not moving for another ride this time.

so are they both just gonna be on the damn floor like the damned disasters they are? ]
aurevoirx2: (so face forward c'mon)

[personal profile] aurevoirx2 2024-03-11 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ yup probably, just sad wet cats on the floor. ]
driftedaway: (pierce him)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
[ he doesn't really want to talk or acknowledge what happened last night (?). which is an awkward sentence to write considering their boyfriends (?).

so yeah sad wet cats on floor time is just gonna continue. at least keito's making the effort to try not to cry out loud. ]
Edited 2024-03-11 02:13 (UTC)
aurevoirx2: (you're doing your best somewhere too)

[personal profile] aurevoirx2 2024-03-11 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[ he's quiet, keito's being quiet. It's fine. They're fine. Like two kittens being introduced to each other in the same room, but keeping away from each other. ]
lovebombing: (snake oil)

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
...

[He doesn't even know what to say, simply standing there for a moment.]

You're here, too? How?
lovebombing: (fake check)

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
...

[He makes a little bit of a surprised face, before he gives an over-dramatic shrug.]

Am I okay being dead? You gotta tell me, buddy! Since you look like you died, too.

[A beat.]

How?
driftedaway: (is it okay to dream)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ so time's just going to pass like that, tick-tocking while they quietly lose even more of their shit? weirdly enough, he's okay with that.

...at least for a while. because keito may be a sad big meow meow right now, but he's also a highly social meow meow. so eventually he does say something, voice hoarse and barely audible from all the sobbing. ]


This is the worst.

[ not that he's very sure he wants to actually start a conversation, but it's just too quiet in his head. ]
aurevoirx2: (so that I can think of looking forward)

[personal profile] aurevoirx2 2024-03-11 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Hoarsely croaking: ] Which part?
driftedaway: (have we met)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that answers his question at least. ]

...Yeah, I died. And I'm sorry you died with me. It's my fault. That shouldn't have happened. It...was just meant to be me.

[ Keito exhales slowly before continuing, trying to ignore how hoarse his voice sounds. He owes him that much. ]

Karma.

[ Unlike at the supermarket, his eyes are focused and alert, if incredibly puffy. ]
driftedaway: (you can't be serious)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
Too many to count. [ hell if he can elaborate well right now. ]
lovebombing: (snake oil)

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
...

[He's silent for a moment. That permanent smile wanes, ever slightly.]

[He actually does sound concerned.]


He killed you, then.
driftedaway: (i'll try to force the sublime)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ He tries to force a smile. He doesn't really feel like smiling though, so it doesn't come out quite right. ]

It should've been similar to how I killed you. So at least you got avenged quickly.

[ Hence karma. ]
lovebombing: (melon drop)

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
Mm.

[He closes his eyes, tilts his head to the side. Thinks for a moment.]

[And then, a question.]


Was it funny? My death, I mean.
aurevoirx2: (the meaning of shed tears)

[personal profile] aurevoirx2 2024-03-11 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Mhnm. [ That's agreement, btw. ]
driftedaway: (any dream will do)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ He looks unsure how to answer that, but after a few false starts, he finally responds. ]

...Sorry, it was ridiculous. I couldn't adjust your pose before I blacked out. [ Or well, died. ] I don't know how you landed with your butt up.
lovebombing: (three-card monte)

1/2

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
My...butt. My butt was up.


[He stares for a loooong moment.]
lovebombing: (white-van speaker)

2/2

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
[And then, with no warning, bursts into a peal of laughter.]

Oh, that's - haha - that's great! That's- ha - the best thing I could ask for!

[???????]
driftedaway: (i've always waited)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ yeah, he can guess that much. ] ......Why did it all have to end like this?
driftedaway: (struck about)

[personal profile] driftedaway 2024-03-11 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ The sudden laughter startles him, causing him to freeze up. He's about to get punched, isn't he— ]

Huh? What...what are you saying?

[ ??????? ]
lovebombing: (phishing)

[personal profile] lovebombing 2024-03-11 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
It's alright, kid. Its hard to explain, but...

[He reaches over, pats him on the shoulder.]

I wasn't happy about it. Dying and all. But that? That makes it a little worth it.

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