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❧ Just Breathe
[For days, the zombie invasion of the Luministi town and spacestation has gone on, but through various means, there have been less and less zombies appearing by the day. And now, only a few remain, stubbornly shambling after their prey--
--or rather they were. With a bright, blinding flash of light, their bodies instantly change. No longer are they dead and decaying, but are that of full-fledged living beings with absolutely no desire for brains or flesh of the living. In fact, while they take a moment to blink and look around to see where they are, these townspeople merely shrug and continue on with their business like they did months ago. For them, it's back to their normal routine, and if asked, they won't even remember being a zombie. No one does. Even those who were killed during the fighting are back, right as rain.
But something else has changed.
Something big, yet the sound was so soft and heard by none. A door has been opened...
And from the surprise left in the town square, it seems other metaphorical doors have been opened as well, a fact that the sender of a text message to all of the CATs, is very well aware of:]
Enjoy this respite from chaos while you can.
[The moment that text is sent, anyone still injured will be blinded once again--but will find all wounds have been healed.]
Plot Details: Just Breathe
--or rather they were. With a bright, blinding flash of light, their bodies instantly change. No longer are they dead and decaying, but are that of full-fledged living beings with absolutely no desire for brains or flesh of the living. In fact, while they take a moment to blink and look around to see where they are, these townspeople merely shrug and continue on with their business like they did months ago. For them, it's back to their normal routine, and if asked, they won't even remember being a zombie. No one does. Even those who were killed during the fighting are back, right as rain.
But something else has changed.
Something big, yet the sound was so soft and heard by none. A door has been opened...
And from the surprise left in the town square, it seems other metaphorical doors have been opened as well, a fact that the sender of a text message to all of the CATs, is very well aware of:]
[The moment that text is sent, anyone still injured will be blinded once again--but will find all wounds have been healed.]
Plot Details: Just Breathe
- Welcome to Luministi's Fourth Wall event! If you have never participated in 4th wall with us before, the portion above the cut there is an IC continuation of the story that has been in the making for the past two seasons (a summary of which can be read here if you are curious, but it's not required reading!) Unlike past events, the town is not only fully populated with people who will just talk about mundane things about Luministi, but the pathway to the spacestation via the Mayor's House has been opened. How long that will remain open is anyone's guess, but for now, take advantage of it!
Also, visitors have a choice of physically appearing in the town square or communicating from their own world via the CAT.
Now, for those of you new to the game, the CATs, or Communications Audiovisual Transmitters, are personalized communication devices about the size of your palm, and for this day only, visiting characters will have this device. They'll have found it randomly on their person with no idea how it even got there. From a video broadcast standpoint, you'll be able to see the the immediate surroundings of the person you're talking to. More information about the CATs can be found on the FAQ page, which also has some handy tips about how the game is run and other questions about the game that aren't answered elsewhere in the mod journal. But if you don't see your question answered anywhere, please don't be afraid to ask!
In-game time, this event lasts a day, but you can tag for however long you want!
If visiting players do app into the game they will be able to remember visiting the town (or viewing it in a video feed), as well as everyone they met, the moment they show up in the town of Luministi for real. Yeah for ready-made CR, right?
And for current players, consider this a plot break! I'll have the game's next proper plot update for you guys tomorrow, so enjoy the breather while you can!
This event is the last one the game will hold, unfortunately, as Luminsti is in its final season. All of the storylines and mysteries introduced back in June 2010 when the game first opened will be brought to a close, and how it all does will be up to everyone involved. There are choices to be made and tasks that need to be accomplished--but only if you do it. Not doing something also will result in something, but whether it's for better or worse, well... You'll just have to come along for the ride and see, won't you?
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Now, let the fourth-walling commence! Have lots of fun~
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[Thaaaat isn't through any of the holiday doors! Except wait, maybe it's - Oh. No. Nope, this definitely doesn't look like what would be through that door with the turkey. ... Unless there are turkeys around here!!
He's taking another glance at the city and - nope, definitely no turkeys. There goes that idea.]
I believe you're correct, this doesn't seem to be any place I have stumbled upon before. Although - a remote location, you say? Does that have a name?
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I hate to change the subject, but what exactly are you doing up there? When I first spotted you I thought that you were the victim of some kind of strange murder. Though I suppose the apparent reality of the situation is no less unusual...
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I am up here to figure out where I am, of course! Although I must admit you have a splendid imagination - or do you often have murder victims climbing trees here?
[This is a Very Important question, okay. Because, man, if this IS a common occurrence, he would very much enjoy being introduced to them.]
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That's not what I meant at all! I thought a body, or rather you, had been placed up there in order to scare us- well, me particularly. Someone has been having quite a bit of fun teasing me with death threats lately, but you seem far too well-mannered to be involved in that sort of activity, despite being a skeleton.
Which baffles me endlessly, by the way.
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[Although that could always be rearranged.]
But - death threats, you say? Have they been serious?
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Have they been serious!? [For some reason, this strikes him as hilarious in an awful sort of way.]
"Serious" is a complete understatement! They've been more than "serious!" I've had more near-death experiences recently than I can count on one hand! I actually died a few days ago!
Yes, they've been SERIOUS.
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[And by "terrible," he means "this is actually sort of awesome and useful information, can someone please teach me."
Yep, he's sort of forgotten about the death threat thing already.]
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[... he may be a bit disappointed at that. No slime or skin discoloration or mutated limbs? That's no fun.]
Tell me, how did this happen?
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Aside from all of the psychological trauma, anyway.
We had a bit of an infestation of zombies recently, and they apparently found my belly to be quite delicious. If Mister McCrimmon and Agent Washington hadn't intervened at that point, I wouldn't have been so normal looking at all afterwards since I also would have become a zombie. A messy, torn-open, violent--
[He's getting a bit nauseated just from thinking about it.]
But I couldn't stand to have my exquisite beauty tainted by such a thing, so I had one of them destroy my brain before I could enter such a state.
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[Okay, he's getting a bit ahead of himself there. Backtrack.]
- Never mind. But the zombies! Would any of them still happen to be around?
[Because yes, he would love to meet them as well.]
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I haven't seen any, so none that I know of. But I don't exactly know what might've happened to them since I was busy being dead and all that and nobody informed me of anything other than letting me know that I can roam around without anything ripping me open again.
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If you're free to walk around, then there's probably none left. [... Which is really, really depressing, okay.] Unless someone managed to keep one of them for themselves!
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I guess it depends on the means by which I was brought back to life, which I honestly can't really fathom now that I consider it.
Gunshots to the head and punctured intestines don't generally heal themselves, and they certainly don't heal themselves in a couple of days without leaving a mark or residual pain, plus I died with a full stomach and I felt terribly hungry when I came back and---
Ughhh, this is too much.
Well anyway, what about you? Were you all soft and fleshy like me once, or have you always been like... This?
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[Is that grin slowly becoming more twisted?
Yep.]
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[Good job, Ichijou. You just gave him Ideas.]
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I'd think that a skeleton of all people would know about sugar skulls!
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It seems like we're thinking of different kinds of holidays! Sugar skulls are supposed to be beautiful! I think they're supposed to represent the beauty of death and honor or something like that. We don't really have them on my continent, I've only seen pictures.
It looks like I've found something that I can get under your skin with, though.
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Figuratively.
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[Hm. ... Noted! Maybe he will have to, ah, experiment with sugar skulls in the future~]
And why would you want to get under my skin?
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Why wouldn't I want to get under your skin? It seems like you'll regularly be getting under mine, whether intentionally or not.
I've already got one person who deliberately gives me nausea at every opportunity - I haven't figured out his weakness yet. Dissuading a possible second, or at least figuring out how to facilitate some sort of revenge, seems like a good idea.
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