deleons | The Limbo Meme

Congratulations, you are dead.

You’re not sure how it happened, or maybe you are. Was it a hero’s death, or the desperate last moments of a coward? Maybe you died to protect someone, maybe you fell on your own sword, maybe you passed away peacefully in your bed one night, or maybe you were taken out by force. Whatever the reason, you are now neither here nor there, no pearly gates or brimstone in sight. This is what they call “limbo”, a liminal space made not to exist in, but to pass through on your way to a more finite destination. Even so, there’s no telling how long you might be stuck here, nor who you might encounter.

Directions:
-create a top level, either blank or with a prompt or preferences
-select a number, letter, or combination of the two from the lists below if you wish
-tag others and enjoy being dead
(OTA all canon characters and OCs)

Optional Prompts
How long have you been here?

1. Newly dead; You haven’t been here long. Maybe you don’t remember how you got here, or maybe you do. You might be scared, confused, disheartened, or even relieved. You’re not the only one drifting through this strange place, so maybe you should ask a familiar - or unfamiliar - face what’s going on.

2. Getting your footing; You’re not exactly a seasoned death veteran, but you’ve been here a while, and whether you like it or not, you’re almost starting to get used to this place - but when will it be time to move on? And who’s that new person who just arrived? That person in the corner has been here as long as you have, if not longer. Maybe you should talk to them.

3. A seasoned spirit; You’ve been here for years, or decades, or centuries. Perhaps you’ve learned how to drift in and out with how long you’ve been dwelling in this strange place. You could give a newbie some advice, or maybe ease the frustration of someone who has been here not quite long enough to accept what their existence has become - that they’ll become you. Then again, maybe you’re just angry you’re still stuck here at all.

What are you doing?

A. Asking questions; How did you get here? How did you die? Will you ever see your family or friends again? Is that one of them? When will you move on to the next stage? Who’s that weird guy standing in the corner over there? You’ve got questions and you want answers.

B. Facing your killer; You know how you got here, you know who’s responsible, but do you know exactly what you’d have to say to them if you saw them? Well, you better figure it out - they’re standing right in front of you.

C. Facing your victim; Well, this is awkward. At some point in the past, you made a decision, and now that decision has quite literally come back to haunt you. The person for whom’s death you are responsible is standing right in front of you, and they are probably going to want some answers

D. A familiar face; Maybe you’re new here, or maybe you’ve been here for years; either way, you’ve just seen a familiar face, whether it be a long lost loved one, or someone you never expected to follow you so soon in death. What will you say to them?

E. Wildcard; Go crazy! Any number of things can happen when your soul is trapped between dimensions. Strike up a conversation with a stranger, explore any strange new powers you might discover as a ghost, haunt one of the living, etc. The possibilities are endless!

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...???

[This was most certainly unexpected. Minato couldn't help tilting his head at the newcomer. A Wildcard, even. One that really wasn't supposed to be here. In fact, he was fairly certain he wasn't ever supposed to show up here. Much like the other Wildcard, they were not destined for the same fate as he. That much Minato knew, thanks to the Universe and its answers. Of course, how much of that he would reveal was up for debate. Still, it was an unusual circumstance and Minato approached the teen with a casual countenance, hands in his pockets and his usual neutral expression.]

You don't belong here.

[Ren’s expression echoes Minato’s “???” as he turns. His brows are knitted together with confusion, though he doesn’t look terribly frightened or otherwise perturbed. Safe to say that the realization he’s here and what “here” is hasn’t quite settled in yet. Something went wrong in the metaverse - that much he knows - but what? That’s where his memory begins to fog to an indiscernible thickness.

[Maybe this guy can help. He tilts his head to the side, raising his eyebrows in an expression that he hopes will convey a question, or at least imply that he’d like the other boy to keep explaining. Ren’s not much for words until they become necessary.]

[Not talkative, as were the Wildcard's wont he knew. It was much the same with me, not speaking unless necessary. It amused him. It seemed he would have to be the talkative one this time. So, he took a moment to think of what to say. How much to say. What he should and shouldn't reveal just yet. He saw a lot in his time here, unable to move on due to the Seal and through the power of the Arcana only he held. But that didn't mean he should reveal all.

Everyone had to find their own answers, after all. Even this one, whose journey was not yet complete. Who still needed to do much more.]

It's not your time, Wildcard.

[This much he knew he should reveal. From one Wildcard to another.]

You still have a journey to finish and answers to find.

[And yet, he ended up here. Minato knew a lot, but even this was outside his realm of knowledge. How very strange. Perhaps this teen was only mostly dead. Like in that one movie. And he just needed something to bring him back. But what? Hrm. Well, they had some time he supposed.]

Do you remember what happened last?

[The change in Ren’s expression is subtle, but it does harden at the mention that his journey has not yet ended, that there’s still more to do. More so than that, it dawns on Ren that he is here, but his friends are not, and that means that they are without him and that they need him. He says:]

I know that.

[But to Minato’s question, he simply shakes his head, the fog of his memory all-obscuring. It’s frustrating, much like how he’d felt in the underground interrogation room, but what is he to do? Being pressed to remember something that he can’t will a.) do him no good, and b.) only serve to frustrate him more.]

I was fighting.

[And winning. But then it all goes dark.]

[It's not something he would press anyway. If Ren can't remember, then he can't remember. Unfortunately, that means he isn't sure what he can do for him. He doesn't quite have the power to send people back, they had to do that themselves. He was merely there for guidance at best.

At worse, it was the blind leading the blind. He sighed softly through his nose.]

Looks like you took a detour.

[Detours usually mean that you will eventually get back onto the main road, it's just a matter of finding it.]

What do you remember?

[A “detour”. Somewhere in his shoulders, Ren had been holding tension without realizing it. That releases a bit now. Yes, just a detour. And a detour is temporary.

[He takes a breath - small, quiet, barely noticeable to anyone but himself - and attempts to remember a bit more.

[Shido, Akechi, the blast door closing, and then...]

Shadows...

Everywhere.

[And running, climbing, attempting to escape. And then nothing.]

My...friends. [Did they manage it without him? He can’t remember. His face looks pained.]

[OOC: No worries if you don't want to continue!]

Shadows... those are still around, aren't they?

[A shame, but not something he didn't expect. He had hoped, but he knew it likely wasn't meant to be. Still, it seemed the teen was starting to recall and quietly urged a little more.]

Your friends were with you, yes? Could you tell me about them?

[Ren nods. Yes, his friends were with him - at least, those in the Phantom Thieves were with him. It occurs to Ren as he thinks about it that he’s actually made quite a few friends since coming to Tokyo, and that makes Minato’s request a tall order. After all, Ren isn’t much of a talker. Suffice to say:]

They’re strong. And smart. They never give up.

[So they must still be fighting. This time without their leader. His face looks pained again.]

They’ll find a way.

The Limbo Meme

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So I'm just now realizing that DW has eaten like a 3rd of my notifs D:

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