thusia | Group Intro

A beli-oh, worshipper, got it. You won't be the only one who doesn't pray to the gods, no worries.

Maybe. I haven't. [Paaaause.] I kind of assumed they wouldn't even tell, but it might be worth trying. But I doubt a lot of people would believe them anyway.

[ He was expecting six feet of dirt. Not sure he liked this better. Still not convinced it's not someone elses dream. ]

Worth a shot. They want us here, they can't really expect everyone to just obey because they say so without giving any answers.

Well, it's not so much that they're giving us orders as letting us do what's for our own good.

Nature kind of wants to kill us. Be it the animals trying to eat us or the fact everything is poisoned.

[ Caring Gods, Obviously. ] Sounds a little counter productive if they actually need us. If we're already dead, what harm can dying again do?

But if we're not doing anything they want to us do and they're the sort we DON'T want to be helping, then they'd leave us to die.

And we're revived. New bodies. Human, or whatever you may be, bodies.

Which do need to eat. Which we can, the gods can purify the poison. But that involves interacting with them.

[ It just seems like a method that's not entirely effective. In ways it is, because the general population wants to live and not experience death again, but if they just bring them here as servants and don't really give any appeal save for this and that with even more sacrifice. Bad strategy in his opinion. He really shouldn't be thinking about these types of strategies. ]

Eventually everyone would cave. [ He gets that, but at what extent and what level of what they once were? Stubborn types probably don't do so well here. ] Do you believe this is an afterlife?

What? No, no, definitely not. This? Another dimension. Possibly alien world, not sure if Earth has evolutions that can go this way.

No, we're revived. Bodies are just as alive as they were before whatever killed you, hit you. All strengths, weaknesses, illnesses and whether or not you're bond to strange items for your survival.

Taking us when we died is just to get some gratitude, I think. Which I do appreciate, it was kind of a stupid reason to die.

[ Wasn't sure he believed in 'another dimension' more than 'afterlife'. He felt pretty alive but he feels alive in dreams too so that doesn't say much at all, if anything. There's a moment he considers saying something but. Stops. ]

Mh. Well, thank you. [ Leaving now. ]

Whoa, hey there. [And moving to walk beside him.]

You still only seem to have part of the information. And you're not like us from Sabra who know about this sort of thing if you were that confused by the gods.

[ Arthur. Can you really just swallow that pride for a second please. You don't actually know everything. ]

I wasn't confused. [ That might have been a bit more hard sounding than it should have been. ]

I'm disbelieving, there's a difference.

...yeah, that's totally safe. [Judging look.]

All right then. Then what is this place?

[ About the Gods. The Gods. He knows how sacrificing works, old time gods, folklore. Excuse him for not being born 300BC or earlier. Although he seems okay with admitting: ] Don't know.

[ And continuing to go away because. He'll figure it out eventually and as much as you know he's certain you also don't know what this place is. Not with certainty. /skeptic. ]

[Sadly, she's stubborn.]

Hey!

...do you have superheroes in your world?

Stubborn people for the win. Still walking, but he'll answer. ] Only real ones.

[Fffffollowing.]

Real ones?

So you do have the superpowered people? Super strength, flight, laser beams, cool outfits?

In comic books. [ Is she seriously. ]

Oh, so that's what you meant.

Well then, let's get rid of a few possibilities, neh?

[And grabbing his hand and pulling it up to her neck to the pulse.] Feel the pulse, right?

[ ARTHUR DOES NOT REACT WELL TO PEOPLE GRABBING HIM. But manages to suppress that knee-jerk reaction with a slight jerk of his body. ] Mh.

[ That's all you're getting. His defense wall just went up about fifty thousand billion. ]

[She's never good at noticing that.]

Good. [And letting go and stepping back.] Since it's easier to show I'm not gonna have one in a second.

[And then white rings of light appear around the center of her body, one traveling up, the other down, change her clothes and appearance. The hazmat suit certainly seems like a super hero outfit. (And for some reason there's a ton of tattoos all over her midriff.) Something black and white with a logo. And her hair white and eyes a glowing green.]

Razzy Erlic is my real name. Superhero handle is Dani Phantom.

[ That's a good thing on his part -- he doesn't like having his weaknesses or triggers being known either. Isssuuuuesss, man he could challenge Cobb on issues level.

But that doesn't matter. This does. Just. Stare. What is this shit. ]

[Crazy shit.]

[And then she's lifting her feet off the ground and she's just...hovering there.]

No hearbeat, no body heat, no internal organs. A superhero type that needs to shape shift to a form of power to really use her abilities. [At least to their full power.]

You can even check for a pulse, it won't be there anymore. I also have several other abilities, besides just the flying.

So, judging by the look, you don't have superpowered beings in your world. Which means it has to be something really strange. Right?

[ You don't know the half of it. ]

Yes. [ He just... Jesus Christ. Why. ]

So once you enter the realm of strange, you have to accept stranger possibilities.

Fact: I got my powers because of something common and well known in my world.

Fact: In my world, the whole world knows my cousin, who has the same symbol as me. If you were from my world, you'd know it, with what he's done to save the world. The whole planet knew. I can guarantee it for anyone with access to technology.

Fact: Your clothes are from a living area with technology.

Fact: Your world doesn't have superheroes.

Conclusion: we cannot be from the same world.

Anything wrong in that logic?

[ He likes facts. It', well, strange. But. Makes sense. ]

No. That makes sense. [ Man, it was hard not to choke on those words. ]

[Nods.]

Another fact. Upon waking up here, my powers were altered. As well as everyone else with special powers here. They were weaker.

Which seems like there's two possibilities. One, I died and the gods did revive me here and there was some problems that my powers were incomplete. Or two, the gods are deliberately repressing the powers for whatever reason, but they brought me here some way anyway.

Either way, the implies those who brought us here has great power, doesn't it?

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