[video]

[anunluckypenny]

[The network is treated to a nice shot of the snow-covered cement in the City Square and a muffled voice.]

Are you sure it’s on? I don’t see the—oh! Thank you, that makes a lot of sense, actually. You have a good day, too!

[After a momentary blackout (caused, no doubt, by a hand over the lens), a pale woman with red hair comes into view. Her sheepish smile is largely overshadowed by the considerable amount of blood on her blouse.]

Hey there. I’m Penny, I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, and I definitely don’t know where I am—which is completely okay because I think I just died…? [she shakes her head, flustered] I know, that sounds totally insane, sorry. I promise I’m not a crazy person, just… you know, kind of confused.

[She pauses, thinking.]

Um. Does anyone know what’s going on? Or where I could get a new shirt, maybe?  This was a cute top, too...

Comments

[deathofdelilah]

This place is run by a set of deities that likes to curse this city's populace several times a month. It's all rather irritating. I've even had the misfortunate of experiencing curses in which I was briefly dead or dismembered.

[anunluckypenny]

I'm so sorry. Dismembered? That's horrible.

[deathofdelilah]

I managed fine. But it's not exactly something most people here tend to enjoy.

[anunluckypenny]

That kind of upsets everyone, I think, but most people don't have time to think about it after.

[deathofdelilah]

True. Curious how many morbid possibilities this place will let us play out.