Your past is always close behind

[letsplayamod]

[The last thing you recall is likely your own death. Whether it was fast or slow, it's over now. And you're... where are you?

One moment, you were among the living. The next - you may be one of the unfortunate ones who actually died. In which case, you've found yourself flowing in the lazy rivers of the river Styx, unfathomably deep underground. Just for a moment, mind you. It's not long before your consciousness is yanked from the waters by some scary monsters, shoved into a healed body, and pushed through a portal.

Or, maybe you were caught red-handed and sentenced to your doom. But, instead of a proper death, you were whisked down into the Veins of Tartarus. And there's really only one place that could lead to.

Welcome to Tartarus.

Here, you are stranded. Lone platforms of unearthly stone float amidst a sea of stars and galaxies. None of it is familiar, some of the constellations are even in shapes of Typhon or a few gods you haven't met. Even stranger, occasionally, you might hear a voice that could be your own. Voicing a fear. A disgust. A regret.

Looks like this is a prison after all. But it's also... calm here. Maybe you can breathe, for now.]

[In Tartarus, the 'dead' have been revived, healed of injuries, and imprisoned. You don't need to eat or drink here. You still have all of your abilities and god powers, as well.]

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[atu709]

[ dissociating is a fine response to death, snow thinks, but she has done quite enough of it. she must take command, if only of herself.

so she arrives at the tea party in... perhaps oddly high spirits, considering the state she's been in the last month. which is to say that she's in a halfway-decent mood.

four of them. four new arrivals. my, but the living have been busy, haven't they? she wonders what riled them up so badly.

the one living person who could knock her completely out of her Coping isn't here, so it's fine. she doesn't know what she would do either way. but there's something freeing about it just being four people who likely hate her, rather than the one who certainly does and whose opinion she properly values.

it's a bit of a farce in general, her attending a tea party. but then again, what greater farce is there than a tea party in hell? ]

Historically princesses and witches don't make for very good company, you know.

[tripartites]

You and I are hardly a typical princess and witch, Snow. [ she seems to consider something, though. ]

May I get you anything? I don't know if you can enjoy the act of eating or drinking, but... well, I would be a poor host if I didn't ask.

[atu709]

Times such as these cut us into the right shape for strange fellowships.

[ she sighs. ] For the first time in a long time, I wish you could. Thank you for the offer.

[tripartites]

Kehehehe... it seems they do, at that. [ snow might catch a glimpse of a genuine smile at that, as sayo begins busying herself by riffling a deck of cards. she inclines her head at the thanks, letting out an amused huff. ]

But of course. It's a shame I can't grant that wish for you, then.