INTO THE UNKNOWN

[wooliefrand]

WHO: Some Sheep
WHERE: The Beach (and beyond??)
WHEN: TBD

[IT'S A (probably) NICE DAY AT THE BEACH. YOU COULD BE DOING SO MUCH RIGHT NOW. LOUNGING. HUNTING. FRIENDSHIP. COURTING??

But you're here instead. The sea seems relatively calm today, though you can see the wall of mist far, far in the distance still. Well, surely this won't go sour. Better get any last minute prep done!]

Comments

Idk how much will get thru since I'm unfamiliar with how far the ghostwhispering goes but:

[finalbows]

[ ...paying attention to it, Angel Devil's soul is unusually bedraggled compared to most. Like there's cracks, or tears, almost all throughout it.

For someone so freshly departed, the remnant spirit seems strangely at ease in the Nothing, with the air of someone who hasn't slept in a long, long time collapsed on a bed.

...but there's an occasional stir of unease about something. Worried about how they're doing, maybe? It's difficult to tell, because the blank, endless wash of the Nothing provides Angie with a very effective distraction. ]

Re: Idk how much will get thru since I'm unfamiliar with how far the ghostwhispering goes but:

[spinebuddyandme]

[ Scarab observes that with passive, clinical consideration. Looks pretty messed up tbh. Would hate to be that guy.

Ananke on the other hand reaches out very carefully to give Angie's soul a comforting touch. There's not a real way to communicate directly without dragging him closer, but he tries his best to convey gentle reassurance and warmth from this distance. ]

zzzzzz

[finalbows]

[ ...the sense of unrest shortly quiets, into the distinct feeling of a soul that's attained some measure of peace.

it might honestly be kind of tough to stir him, later, but that's a problem for laterlilies. ]