#zeshea open

[tennoumaruu]

The first thing she saw once she left her room was a dragon whizzing by and telling her to watch where she was going. At least it had the decency to not leave any scaly residue on her person. Trying to calmly get a handle on the situation, Haruka poked the person--or she hoped it was a person at least--beside her and point at the parade of other beats around them.

"Is this for real?"

[dark-mattered]

Luckily for Harlock, his gloves were fireproof to an extent, because the little burning squirrel eating now-roasted almonds from his hand wouldn't be doing his skin any favors. 

"Is there a way to make it not burn the apartments down if I were to take it as a pet?"

[dark-mattered]

Interrogation | Open

Morbid as it was, Harlock had looked forward to dying for a long time, but this afterlife was like none of those he'd imagined. Every new sight around the place brought him further disappointment. At least Hell sounded like an interesting place. This world, less so. 

But he was in no position to complain, having spent so much of his life dancing with death. People called him a demon in the past, so perhaps it was only fitting to live, er, be dead in a place swarming with inhuman creatures.

As the gravel crunched beneath his boots, he passed enough bars to put the old pirate colonies to shame. Once he learned more on the monetary system, he would need to give them a proper look. For now, he took in the culture and layout as best he could with a single, darting eye. His wrist leaned against the curved handle of his saber in case any of the denizens began acting as their appearances suggested. No matter all those things about judging books by their covers, Harlock preferred the idea of interacting with another human, if he had to interact with someone. And he did have a few important questions.

The first human he spotted became the unfortunate subject of his interrogation. He stepped in front of them, the sharp intensity of a command in his eye. "You've been here for a time, yes?" The answer hardly mattered. "I need confirmation on something. Because I'm already dead, does this mean I wouldn't die from alcohol poisoning?"

[fiercebuttkicker-blog]

  "Did I trip and fall into hell? Haha, no seriously did I?"

[solempressa]

{ ♕ }-- She's dead, but she's never felt more alive! A complete and physical body-- now with hands and feet; she is absolutely ecstatic. Manners, ingrained into her brain since her child years, are still in check, a calm disposition present along with one of those sweet smiles, Aria inquires to just about anyone in hearing range.

   ❝Isn't it just a lovely day?❞

[defective-x-detective]

A New World [ZESHEA OPEN]

Was he seriously dead? He couldn't answer that question; he couldn't even remember the last thing that happened prior to waking up in this new setting. Haze clouded his mind, and the more he tried to force a memory, the more obscure the answer would become. Irritating, very much so; if this wasn't someone's idea of a tasteless prank, he was dead.

Oh well, not like it mattered. Death would have happened sooner or later in his wretched life and he knew it was more than deserved after all the sins he had committed. If this was what fate had in store for him, what could be done about it? 

Slipping his hands into the pockets of his pants, Adachi began walking forward, his posture a slight slouch as usual. As far as he could tell, the area seemed to be populated by those demonic-looking creatures. They weren't the Shadows he knew but he didn't mind them yet; he'd seen worse, and so long as they kept to themselves, there wouldn't be a problem.

Putting some small details aside, the overall atmosphere actually made him feel right at home with a faint sense of nostalgia that almost made him question whether or not he was in the TV world-- Though that probably wasn't the case; it felt like a new world entirely.

He didn't get too far before footsteps would come to a halt in front of a narrow entryway, his head tilting upwards to stare dully at the ruby-dyed sky, "So this is supposed to be the afterlife? ...Man, it's got way less of a punch to it than I thought." An impassive chuckle would soon follow his 'joke' of a comment. He still couldn't fully wrap his mind around the fact he was dead; not when he was still breathing and feeling, and still in one piece; and as he looked back down--

"Oh, looks like I'm not alone. What a surprise." If the man did feel any type of surprise or relief from knowing that there was another individual standing before him, it certainly didn't show; not with how casual he appeared to be.

[astrokinn]

                "This is bullshit.         Where the fuck am I?"

[smilingcharade]

No turning back || Open

— ❉ The setting was quite dark, and rather nerve-racking for some reason. The dark haired girl rubbed her eyes and looked all around the area. The tall blackened buildings surrounded by a steaming red river. Ayano loosened the red scarf she wore around her neck. "It's... Hot." she said to herself. Of course if she removed the scarf around her neck it may be less extreme. There was a rather unpleasant stench Ayano couldn't identify herself, but it seemed that was just the way this place was. Where on earth was she? 

                              You are dead.

— ❉ That was what the voice had told her, wasn't it? The three words echoed in her mind for an extended period. Ah, that's right there was a little creature who had shown her the way to her new home earlier. It was explained to her she had died. Did that mean this the afterlife? It was strange Ayano remembered just about everything before her life was ended, but there was one thing missing. How did she die? If she had died... Didn't that mean she had left her siblings, all alone? Ayano's gaze set on the ground. Perhaps her being gone was for the better. Ayano shook her head to snap out of her thoughts. No, she didn't leave them for nothing, she died to protect them. There was something she had to do. Something only she could have done. Was that why she was now here? Was her mission a failure..? She couldn't remember many details regarding this mission, oddly enough. "How troublesome..." she whispered under her breath.

— ❉ Ayano broke her gaze from the ground and looked up at the large city. If this was where the dead ended up, it made her wonder who else could be here. The city was so huge it would be impossible to track down just one individual. An entire city of the dead, it really did seem like an ordinary city, there were people, shops and gardens. Aside from the ridiculously obvious differences it seemed normal-enough. While deep in thought it had taken her a while to realize someone was trying to get her attention. Ayano noticed she was being spoken too and immediately bowed in an apologetic manor. "A-Ah, sorry that was rude of me!" the girl stood up again and looked at the other. "Um... Did you need something..?" she asked in a soft, shy voice.