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ENGAME PART 1: TOKYO-F

Who: All Heaven Graduates and Idols!
Where: Tokyo-F and Heaven
When: Dawn of the Final Day

Rise! And shine! And holy fuck what the shit is that.

Rising tall above the skyline of the city is a massive translucent tree, which seemingly has sprouted from the deadzone crater and is bathed in light leading straight up to…Heaven? The hotel alarms are blaring, and the maintenance fairies are for once actually present and visible - despite the fact that there's nothing broken.

They're fluttering about frantically, screaming in panic at each other while doing…whatever they're doing. You can catch snippets of their speech -

"What is that!" "What is happening?" "Where is Madame-Administrator?" "Seal off all exits!" "Prepare for separation!"

Heaven graduates, meanwhile, find that all of them are receiving a message on their phones:

Hey, wanna free your friends?

OBJECTIVES | START (CURRENT IDOLS + DROPPED IDOLS) | START (HEAVEN GRADUATES) | TURN-IN

Threaded | Flat

- Find out what's going on
- Escape????

[ once you're done doing stuff just put what your character did here for part 2 setup reference

note: you do not have to have played at all in this to do a turn-in! Just go "my guy planted some heaven apples" or "my guy kidnapped a fairy" or "my guy ate a chicken strip" whatever and we'll throw something in for you! ]

Edited 2023-03-26 18:38 (UTC)

[ The Hotel is safe and comfy, as always.

Except, you know, the strange weird glowing barrier surrounding the fanmail delivery chute as well as the outside postbox for sending letters to grads.

Also the Hound is very distressed.

Also, the very loud high pitched blaring alarm will not stop, nor will the annoying moth noises of the maintanence fairies. NafunAI is floating in the middle of the lobby, giving directions to them as they fly by. ]

It's the Heaven Graduate Visitation Center!

It is also as it usually is, except the only accessible floors are the visitation center itself and the front entrance, which...has a barrier of dirt drawn around it, on both the outside and inside? Huh.

On the front door there is some writing, though it's very heavily faded - it's not readable without some kind of help. ]

[ For once, something in the Game Tower is unlocked - there is a long ladder leading up to a hatch in the ceiling of the first floor, and that leads to what seems to be some kind of control room, staffed by yet more maintanence fairies.

One in particular stands out, sitting at the main communication table, rambling frantically in machine fairy language.

The 3D model of Japan in the Game Tower's lobby is also sealed by a mysterious barrier. ]

[ Touching the tree instantly absorbs you into it, taking you straight up to the Gates of Heaven, where once again you are presented with two gates. The first of the pair is filigreed, pearlescent and raised open, inviting you in.

Beyond it, a second gate is shut. This gate is not the same as the previous—it is latticed, with enough space to put a hand through but with sharp enough edges to caution one from being too hasty in yanking it out afterward. They reach up to the vaulted arches of the ceiling.

Both gates are covered in branches and roots, apparently coming from the tree that began growing in Tokyo-F. In fact, you can see the canopy of the tree just above - unlike before, the second gate is wide open. ]

[ You advance into the courtyard and immediately, you're made keenly aware of how silent it is: it might remind you of when Tokyo-F was plastic, if you were around then, for there are no ambient sounds, nothing that would indicate that this place has any life—though unlike Tokyo-F, there are plenty of signs that people were here before.

Trees line the marbled square, stone slabs jutting out from the walls that the previous occupants evidently used as tables, for silver platters sit on the slabs along with trinkets, glistening in the sunlight brightly—perhaps even too brightly. On the platters are various fruits, as well as pitchers; unrelatedly, there are various trinkets too.

The food isn't just localized to the stone tables; cloth is spread on the ground near a few trees with those silver platters as though one were having a picnic before abruptly leaving. Some slabs have what looks like game pieces, markings etched into the stone. There are also, it seems, various sticks and balls and little nets set up, as though this courtyard was for people to play games in.

Everything here is bright, and you can almost see the motes of light settling, as if only just stirred. The air itself is palpable, and breathing it in feels sharp—like your throat is dry, or like you're drinking a carbonated beverage. It doesn't last, the pain is hardly mentionable, but the weight clings to your throat, heavy.

From here, there are a number of entrances, though most gates are overgrown by roots and flowers. However, there's one gate that's open for you, leading down a hallway. ]

[ You’re in a garden. It’s lush, beautiful, and almost too wild with growth to quite merit the term "garden." There are fruit trees here, their trunks twisted and knobbled with age, their branches still low enough to easily reach. The ground is carpeted with colorful wildflowers, and flowering vines and wild roses twine around trees and golden trellises alike.

In the center of this roughly circular area is a broken-down stone fountain. The water sits stagnant, and nothing remains of the fountain’s design except a basin and the shattered base of a once-golden sculpture.

The light here is twilit—or just kind of dim, if you want to be less romantic about it. Looking overhead, it’s easy to see why: actually, the sky isn’t visible from this place at all. Instead, there’s a dense canopy of branches forming an almost perfect dome.

Perhaps this place is familiar to you.

Or… perhaps you aren’t truly here at all? Each step you take, the ground beneath your feet seems to shift and then dissipate, like fine mist. ]

Threaded | Flat

OBJECTIVES:

TURN-IN

TOKYO-F: HOTEL