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OPEN PSL ❖ paradoxium fragment.
- At some point in your day, whether you're working on a school project, have found yourself tuckered away after a long battle, or even if you're just already dead - you find yourself falling asleep, even if you may not have the normal capacity for it.
The world turns pitch black, darkness overtaking their sight.
In this world of dreams, filled with nothing but the void, all there is left is a light.
It's distant, sparkling. You can't help but want to reach out for it -
But it is simply out of reach. Too far from your outstretched hands. You try to run, to get closer... but it never does.
And eventually, a voice can be heard from the depths.
"Please," it begs. "won't you help us?"
The voice, strangely enough echoes familiarity in your ears. But you cannot seem to place the voice in your memory. You just get the sense that this is someone kind, gentle. A person you can trust.
Regardless of whether you respond to the voice, it continues.
"If you help us, we will grant your one true desire. A wish."
While many may have doubts, you get the feeling that what this voice speaks is the truth.
"There is a curse that plagues our land. We offer you a choice: to come and save our land. To help us. We are the kami that reside over this land. But fear not, child of man. We will not leave you alone in this journey. We shall make sure to protect your soul as you traverse each Fragment until our land is cleansed of the evil that befalls it.
It may be difficult.
However, we believe that you will be able to help us."
Just as you open your mouth, trying to answer back or protest -
You find yourself submerged completely into water, hearing the sound of ringing chimes as you finally open your eyes.
- You blink awake as the sunlight hits your eyes - ending up on a stone pathway. For some strange reason, you find yourself feeling a little uncomfortable, as if you had been sleeping on solid ground for quite some time.
The chirps of the hummingbirds can be heard in the distance, loud and clear, as you find your bearings.
The weather is nice and temperate; typical for a spring morning in the city.
When you check your person, you find that most of your items have gone missing, but in its place are three mysterious things that you swear are not yours: a sleek, silver touchpad cellular phone, a striking red debit card with the symbol of a hummingbird that graces it, along with your full name that denotes that it is yours, and a key. And regardless of whether or not you have knowledge of these items, you find yourself intimately familiar with their basic workings.
Looking around, you notice soon enough that you have awoken at what seems to be a shrine. And while the building is mostly intact, it seems to be old and worn down. Dried leaves pave the entire area, too.
There also seems to be a small garden nearby, but all the plants there just seem to be withering away.
It takes a couple of minutes before someone finally arrives to greet you, but you get the feeling that leaving the shrine grounds immediately is a very bad idea.
The doors of the shrine eventually open up -
Who they see revealed depends on the person. They may be familiar face, or perhaps a stranger. But what is clear, regardless of who this person is that they seem to be wearing the typical shrine garb, that of a miko.
Eventually, they speak up:
"Welcome, everyone, to Yawara-cho.
Many of you may have questions, and I am here to answer many of those that may be plaguing you, as well as any additional ones that may come up.
I am the temporary miko here at this 'Tokimoto' shrine, and I, like many of you, am not from this world. I simply act as the mediary between all of you and the kami, so any questions you have for myself personally or the kami will go through me.
All that the kami wants is one thing: to get rid of the curse that plagues these lands, and in exchange, they will grant a single wish.
That is the gist of it. I will now open the floor to any questions."
[ OOC: Welcome, everyone to a long form PSL in the form of Paradoxium Fragment! This is a timeloop horror mystery PSL that has elements from the When they Cry series and Iwaihime, but will also loosely incorporate other series as well.
Horror elements will primarily be psychological, but body horror may be incorporated depending on the player.
In terms of moving things along, I will try to make sure that things move smoothly at least once a month. If you need to contact me for any questions/comments/concerns, please ping me either on plurk (
Locations can be found here for any investigative purposes. ]
cw: more death mentions, also immolation
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[Kanade is. Pretty pale. Sickly so. But if it was possible, she goes even paler at Satsuki's words.]
But I- I-I didn't explore the shrine a lot, but I think I would've seen corpses there...! Were they hidden away??
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The corpses of everyone who dies at the end of June.
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[That's horrifying. For a second, Kanade almost feels lightheaded from the rush of information, the idea that everyone is going to die. But... but the future's not set in stone, right? That happens all the time in stories. They can see one thing, but try to avoid it...]
You say... everyone there was burned, right? M-Maybe that can help. Maybe we can try to avoid... whatever's going to happen, if we know that's how people die.
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[She talks about it in a way that seems almost...normal, like she's going through the motions. Like she's done this before.]
So I thought of getting every possible preventative measure and then some.
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[Kanade looks down at the fire extinguisher, set on the ground at her feet so she won't strain herself holding it.]
The way the miko talked... it sounds like whatever is going to happen to this world might be something powerful. On the level of the kami that are falling. Will something like a fire extinguisher be able to stop that?
[Kanade wouldn't really call herself an optimist, but she always looks for the best way to help others when she can. This, though... she's still trying to process the idea of trying to help things far greater than herself.]
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[There's a hint of melancholy that tinges her voice, something a little too honest -- then again, that's just the kind of girl she is.
Too honest.
A girl who can't lie, even if she tried.]
I know there's something...wrong.
[Just like there's been something wrong with her eyes, all her life. But she can't ignore it, just like she can't--]
Even so, they reached out to me for help. I can't let people die where I can see them. So even if this isn't the solution, I'll find another one. And another. Whatever it takes.
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[Even if she has no way to help. Her music might be some sort of key, but... she hasn't always gotten things right even then. She just has to keep working, over and over...]
Is there anything else you think might help that can be easy to collect? Um... I can help keep an eye out, if you need it.
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She's at least appreciative in the assistance and belief as she hums thoughtfully.]
If a fire does happen... we'll have to see if we can get smoke alarms and install sprinklers for the shrine housing. Maybe even a proper hose.
There's also gloves, masks, and eye protective gear, too.