netherwork | npc || amun [ @ hierarchy ]

( ping ping ping. or, y'know, whatever your phone chime is. the face of a man who looks like he's never smiled once in his entire life appears on your screen. you may have seen him before, while you were busy surviving a storm or battling reapers. no matter. you might as well bask in his impromptu company now, because his appearances are few, and his indulgences even fewer. )

Allow me to make this clear. For those of you who wonder still: I am the Hierarchy. You do not come to us; we summon, invite, and hire. Order is of the utmost importance if you wish to survive, and time is of the essence. Do not waste mine.

( behind him, movement. if you squint, you may notice strands of greying hair near the door, though the person it belongs to remains off-screen. )

Your personal troubles are your own. If you expected us to hold your hand, do think again; there are far greater affairs to attend to, so do yourselves a favor, and look for soulmates. We've prepared an application for you, easily accessible from your device's home page. Should you need additional information, perhaps it's time for you to practice self-reliance.

I will not be answering questions.

( and the feed cuts, abruptly, without greetings or a name. )

ooc note

► Amun will not be responding, though you're absolutely welcome to react, comment and discuss amongst yourselves on this post! Other NPCs might show up!
► This is, more or less, Tinder for Soulmates o/ You'll find the permanent post (aka phone application) right HERE! If you're interested, simply fill out the form and comment on the post, and bam. Browse, swipe left or swipe right, and have fun! This is not mandatory.
► Forms and replies should be posted ICly (yes, even if it's located in the OOC comm -- you may choose one (1) thread for october's AC) .
► Another character may post in your character's stead. Additionally, feel free to have their Shadow influence their blurb!
► The application offers all the information your character needs to know! To recap: All that's required for another Restless to become your Soulmate is for them to enter your home, touch your Tethers upon invitation, and from then on, a piece of their soul will merge with yours, fortifying your Self. As a literal extension of your being, they'll easily gain access to your thoughts if you let them (or if you're careless), they'll experience your pains, fears, and joys on weaker levels, and their voice, touch and overall vicinity can become great soothing weapons against your Shadow. However. If two characters already share a powerful bond and one incidentally touches the other's Tethers, it's an accidental done deal. You may thank Naruto's player for this.
► You may have multiple Soulmates!
► If you have questions regarding the app, redirect them here!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

You sound like you've seen a lot of handouts.

[ Kaito's tone remains level and laid back. This guy talks like an old tengu who he mediated a conflict with some years back. Wise, yet a touch spiteful. Jaded, perhaps? Or burned? Perhaps the other is just paranoid like he is.

It makes him more curious, but he's not going to give that away so quickly. ]

Perspective will play heavily in how you and I and the other Refugees will settle. The possibilities out in this world seem vast—at least, from our yet-ignorant point of view.

I wonder what we'll be able to take hold of for ourselves.

Less than you would think, but I've seen them trade hands from time to time. Not without a price attached, of course.

[ There's a pause, there, considering. Silco is not used to the fantastical, or even the prospect of alternate universes. He's mired in the here, the now, and being in a place with so many unknowns, it's difficult to speak with certainty. Finally: ]

That is the key, isn't it? That we're so ignorant? I don't intend to stay so for long, but... such things take time, depending on the types of places we died in. [ A beat now, and then wryly: ] I don't know what I expected from an afterlife, but it certainly wasn't this.

No free meals. There's always a price—it's just a matter of who pays.

[ Kaito once again finds himself mulling over the other's words. Time, huh. Even without that arbiter's warning, he's well aware that there is precious little time to waste. More questions arise as a result, none of which he imagines he can get an answer to beyond conjecture.

The blind will be leading the blind, at least until someone starts getting proper answers from the locals. ]

It's too early for me to say, but this is at least a more engaging afterlife experience than the underworld I've seen and escaped from. In any case, I have no plans on staying in the dark, irony of our situation aside.

[ A beat. A breath. ]

My name is Kaito. If you find yourself in a situation you can't get out of on your own, you're free to contact me. Back topside, I mediated conflicts and solved problems between big and small figures alike. We'll see how much of that carries over, here.

You've been to an afterlife before, have you?

[ He asked wryly. It's an automatic, almost borderline sarcastic thing. He's never heard of such a thing, but then again, he hasn't heard of half of what he's encountered in the past few days, and he doesn't think it will be the end of it.

He certainly keeps anything resembling shock from his voice, although when he mentions "topside", there's a scoff on the other end, as if the mention of it is.. offensive. His voice takes on a more... congenial tone, after all, no need to burn any bridges. ]

You can call me Silco, and I'm sure if there's a deal I can't broker, well. I'll call you.

Yeah. Take it for what you will, or don't. I don't mind either way. A lot of people are going to have their beliefs and values challenged at every twist and turn here. Some of us are probably still mulling over the fact that we've died.

[ Was that a scoff?

For a split-second, Kaito considers combing over his words to think about what he might have said to prompt that response.

Eh.

It's not really worth pursuing. Not right now. ]

Silco, then. Well met. Take care of yourself, too. Wouldn't do to have a decent enough conversation with an stranger only for them to vanish.

...Well, it wouldn't be that strange either, but I'll err on a very conservative touch of idealism and say that I'd like to hear your thoughts on our situation once we've both had a chance to educate ourselves.

Hm.

[ Mulling over the facts that they died? It's certainly on Silco's mind, constantly. He'd experienced it, his death, and going through that door had been...difficult for a number of reasons, one of which on the forefront of his mind, over and over. He can see it when he closes his eyes, when he breathes in, when there's a particularly rancid scent he's already picked up in Mirth. It all makes him think of home, and therefore, of dying, and lost opportunities.

There's a pause, after his thoughtful tone, and then: ]

Well, I wouldn't worry about me too much, but I'm sure I'll have... plenty of opinions, soon enough. I won't be able to help myself.

I'm sure we all will—at least, those of us with any proper sense of urgency.

Someone will inevitably come out and tell the rest of us to slow down and smell the dead roses, or something to that regard.

[ A scoff.]

Certainly. Someone with little urgency or sense to learn about their surroundings. Or a local trying to keep our noses out of some secrets, I expect.

[ He snickers. ]

Well, I won't be letting the latter stop me. [ A shrill pinging noise picks up on his mic before he cuts it off. ]

Hm. Speaking of stops, I suppose it's time to put the phone down and get back to these odd-jobs. Earning coin is an interesting challenge here, but the most challenging part is getting the coins to quiet down for more than a few seconds. They won't stop screaming.

Hm. Perhaps you'll have to experiment with them. [ A beat. ] Or perhaps it's more encouragement to spend, rather than hoard.

Don't let me keep you, though. That sounds... rather annoying.

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