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#REVELATIONHeights2025: Week 3 Start!

( Lyney, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Welt Yang, Seele, Acheron, Hook )

Though Ezio is looking much better than he had been last night, and even offers to join you all on patrol, the mystery of what just happened hangs somberly over you all. Clearly, this is no longer the Soaring Heights you worked so hard to reclaim. It's something more barren, more empty, more destroyed. You can't help but feel this place has been at war with itself for a very long time. The story of its doom is etched clearly in the crumbled concrete of the buildings, in the ashy scent that lingers in the air, in the shrapnel and debris that dig into the soles of your shoes. This no longer looks like anywhere in Empyrea. Though if you keep going, you might just find your way out of this place—or at least, get answers to the questions that have been haunting you since you first stepped foot onto that Paradise planet.

Investigate!

The plan has changed, go over the amendments here. Ezio's map has also been updated to reflect your surroundings. Using the same groups as before (with Ezio for added support), explore this strange city and find whatever answers you need—just be careful to avoid the new threats that come out when night falls.

You have until Friday 6/27 at 11:59 PM EST for this segment. You are welcome to continue or wrap up any interim interactions.

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#REVELATIONBeach2025: Week 2 Start!

( Blade, Castorice, Citlali, Kafka, Lisa Minci )

The sun does not seem to set, but you know by now that it should have. There is no respite from it here, and the longer you are at its mercy the closer you become to the bodies all around you. It should have set in a lot longer ago, you realize. The heat and the lack of water, how long its been since you had something real to eat. This must be it now, that delirium you've managed so long without. It has to be, because you swear you hear someone from behind you murmur something. It was her. But there's no source for the voice, no one of your companions. The bodies all around you are as still as they were when you arrived, they are as dead as everything else around you. She did it, she was meant to kill him. Silence, there is nothing alive here but the four of you and Mira. Mira, who seems to hear this whispering too. Who looks suddenly between each and every one of you. She tried to kill her, too. His brows furrow. "Who are they talking about? Who... is talking?" She should be the first one to go. Kill her, save yourselves. Kill her, live. Kill her.

What the...

The world shows no signs of shifting back, and there is nothing left for hope in making your last few days even a little more comfortable. No food, no water. Just each other and the promise of inevitability, that this can only end one way. Whatever it is that is pointing you all towards the end has grown restless. You wouldn't want to keep it waiting, would you?

TEAM STATUS:

Castorice: 10/10HP Citlali: 5/10HP Kafka: 10/10HP Lisa Minci: 10/10HP

Your goal as a team? That's up to you... These odd voices seem to imply you have a sacrifice to make, perhaps for your last chance at salvation. Whether or not you listen is up to you, but you'd best start figuring it out.

When posting, roll 1d5. On 1, your muse will take -1HP. You may sacrifice your own HP for your ally's, for every -2HP you willingly part with, they may gain 1. Your own HP cannot be brought to zero this way.

Please keep track of your team HPs and log your rolls in your thread posts.

You have until Friday 6/27 at 11:59 PM EST for this segment.

You are welcome to continue wrapping up any interim interactions, anything started prior to this post will not be affected by the above mechanics.

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#REVELATIONPark2025: Week 3 Start!

( Alhaitham, Anaxagoras, Argenti, Boothill, Kallen Kaslana, Kujou Sara, Su )

You manage to regroup, still in this odd town and with no signs of returning to that which you recall to be Empyrea. No matter how far you walk, there is no sign of the same forest from which you came, no returning to that campsite. At the very least, there are no monsters here. Even as the sun sinks behind the skyline for the second time since your arrival, there is silence. Perhaps because there is something worse here with you, something you cannot kill. Something inevitable. Leann has distributed masks to all of you. They are thin and uncomfortable, but they are all you have. The ghosts of plenty of old homes exist for you to haunt, and so you hole up in one with chipping paint and a door that takes two sets of hands to lock. You have nowhere to go, only however long it takes for you all to die. "I'm sorry," the girl is worsening terribly, limbs weak and breaths too shallow, but she refuses to come within even an arms distance of any of you now. She sinks into the corner of a moth-bitten sofa and draws her knees to her chest. "I'm... sorry."

What is there to do?

While you could just bide your time until the end, you probably shouldn't. Whether or not you can escape this place is one question, but you certainly won't be doing anything of the sort if you die first. Your goal is a cure, or at least an effort to find one.

TEAM STATUS:

Alhaitham: 10/10HP (Uninfected) Anaxagoras: 9/10HP (Uninfected) Argenti: 10/10HP (Uninfected) Boothill: 10/10HP (Uninfected) Kujou Sara: 10/10HP (INFECTED) Su: 10/10HP (Uninfected) Leann: 6/10HP (INFECTED)

Investigation: Roll 1d20 per post in thread. ( 1-5: -2HP, roll 1d5 for infection | 5-10: -1HP, roll 1d10 for infection | 11-15: nothing happens | 16-19: +1 to Aid | 20: +3 to Aid )

Infection: - When rolling for infection, player becomes infected on 1. - When interacting with someone who is already infected, roll 1d5 for infection per post. - Infected players take -2HP at the end of every day ( 11:59 PM EST ) - Aid can be used to restore a player's HP for every point of it used.

At 0/10HP, your muse will die. Please keep track of HP, Aid, and Infection Status.

You have until Friday 6/27 at 11:59 PM EST for this segment.

You are welcome to continue wrapping up any interim interactions, anything started prior to this post will not be affected by the above mechanics.

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#REVELATIONEmpyrean2025: Week 3 Start!

( Mr. Reca, Aventurine, Venti, Dr. Ratio, Shenhe, Raiden Mei )

The darkness of night has fully settled into the sky by now, bringing with it the view of a thousand glimmering stars and supernovae from millions of light-years away. Twin moons swim up the sky's black ocean, casting its silverlight onto you.  By now, the people eagerly headed toward that big, black building have mostly entered, though some still remain outside, waiting for their turn to be brought in. One of them notices you and calls you over with a wave. "Don't just stand there—come in! You wouldn't wanna miss out on the big finale, would you?" They pull you into the queue, and you are soon shuffled in through the entrance. Once your shoes hit the ground, you can hear the doors shut close behind you.

What is this place?

Definitely not the Empyrean. It is bigger on the inside than the outside, and consists of several floors and several miles of well-dressed people drinking, singing, and dancing. The lights are dim and cool-toned, and the music is synthesized and perfectly-looping. Large red text is projected onto the ceiling: FIVE DAYS LEFT UNTIL THE END! Looks like this party is going to last up until then.

What can you do?

Anything, really. It's a party full of people who are looking forward to the end of the world. They don't care about what's going on, only that it will all eventually be over. It will all eventually be over.

For specific suggestions: you can spend this time trying to figure out what exactly is going on—Mr. Finley is working on that too, if you'd like to stay with him. You can also look for Aethel, who has disappeared into the crowd. Or, if you're sick of those two, you can confront this familiar figure lurking by the bar, with a crooked, yellowed smile and a set of dice that twirls around their fingers. Or, if you're sick of all of this, you can simply grab a partner, laugh, and watch as that countdown ticks down.

Make whatever choice you wish. Just be sure you won't regret it.

You have until Friday 6/27 at 11:59 PM EST for this segment. You are welcome to continue or wrap up any interim interactions throughout this week.

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#REVELATIONHeights2025: Week 2 Interim!

( Lyney, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Welt Yang, Seele, Acheron, Hook )

The trip back to the bus terminal feels rather long tonight—the streets of Soaring Heights, which you have grown familiar with during your time spent reclaiming it, seem to tumble and twist with new corners, new alleyways, and new buildings. It's a bit nauseating to go through. Has this house always been there? Has this street lamp always stood here? You don't know. You don't remember. You are forced to spend a good part of the evening making sense of your path. Eventually, you spot that familiar structure in the distance, with Ezio's bus jutting out from the entrance. What surrounds it is not as familiar, however—a rusted old sign welcomes you to an unknown city, and you realize that the road leading up to it is broken and pot-holed, far more than you recall it being. Things are seeming less and less recognizable by the moment, and whatever fears or apprehensions you may hold only hit a peak when you enter the bus terminal itself. Tala, Arjay, and Mylene are nowhere to be found. And Ezio is currently on the ground, writhing, a pool of blood gathering by his body.

What happened?

You're not sure, but things seem strange. Beyond the missing people, looking out into the horizon will give you a view of what looks like a completely different city. A different skyline, a different silhouette. Even the map Ezio gave you at the start of this week has changed. Speaking of which—he's in very rough shape. Who knows if he's going to be okay…

Week 3 will begin proper Monday, 6/23. You have from now until then to interact amongst yourselves, investigate the situation, or try and help Ezio out.

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#REVELATIONBeach2025: Interim 2!

( Blade, Castorice, Citlali, Kafka, Lisa Minci )

You see it there for a moment, the promise of solace. Paradise welcomes you back with open, eager arms, though after a week like you've had, anything may as well be Paradise. Only as you step off of the battered boat, you find the sensation of sand underfoot where there should be wood. There is no ceremony to how the world around you changes, only that it has. As though it had done so when you blinked, or even that you had been here all along. Instead of your promised Paradise you find yourself in a desert. It is as though the sea has been drained entirely, and you stand at the center of the last remaining oasis within it. Only the trees are withered, what remains for water is thick with silt and waste. Every resource has been depleted. And you are not alone. Mira sinks to his knees. All around you there are bodies, dried and decaying in the impossible to escape sun. This had been solace for someone else once, this had been Paradise. But good things are finite, and the need of man is not.

What the hell happened here..?

You're not sure, but there's no time like the present to figure it out. Within your party, everyone seems alright for the most part. Aside from the fact that you've not had a substantial meal since you left for the tour, or the whole situation at hand of course. Though now that you think about it, Citlali is starting to look awfully weak...

Week 3 will begin proper Monday, 6/23. You have from now until then to interact amongst yourselves, investigate the situation, or recuperate from your bumpy ride back.

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#REVELATIONPark2025: Interim 2!

( Alhaitham, Anaxagoras, Argenti, Boothill, Kallen Kaslana, Kujou Sara, Su )

Maybe it's that it only just changed, or maybe it is that you simply didn't notice it changing. The layers of forest floor beneath your feet thin, the surrounding trees grow more sparse. What had once been lush foliage with seeming centuries to grow uninterrupted by the greed of man has become vines along walls of buildings long abandoned. It has become a husk left to be returned to nature, haunted by an impossible stillness. The creatures you could see before disappear, or perhaps were not there at all. It is as though you have stepped into another world without realizing, one without the same too-bright colors as Paradise. Once well kept roads are split by tree roots, a row of shops presents glass displays too dirty to see through or shattered. Near the back of your group stands Leann, whose bright eyes have turned towards the decaying town before you as though she cannot look away. She looks horrified, she looks at ease. She is home and home is a graveyard. Weakly, she begins to cough.

Where... are you?

Somewhere you shouldn't be, or maybe where you were meant to be all along. There's no telling, after all. Of your party, everyone seems to be in one piece and relatively unharmed... All but Kujou Sara, who seems noticeably weaker and almost sickly. Odd, best hope it's not contagious!

Week 3 will begin proper Monday, 6/23. You have from now until then to interact amongst yourselves, investigate the situation, or recuperate from your little hike.

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#REVELATIONEmpyrean2025: Week 2 Interim!

( Mr. Reca, Aventurine, Venti, Dr. Ratio, Shenhe, Raiden Mei )

Those in the hotel just barely make it out, stepping into the golf course's fair greens just as the hotel shudders. The Empyrean does not fall—rather, it rots away at its very foundation. Brick and stone give way to the black-gold crystals of fragmentum, surrendering to Destruction's tumor. While its grand structure crumbles, Empyrea's day gives way to night. Streaks of pink, purple, and orange fling across the darkening blue, the burial of light casting a cool shadow over the hotel's fetid frame. Golden lights dance at the edge of your vision. You swear you can see the ruined remains of the hotel begin to move. There is a sudden blink, then a high-pitched ringing in your ears. Your head starts to spin, and the world before you seems to melt… or is it actually melting?  You are pulled away from your nausea when you feel something brush up against your shoulder. A man has pushed past you and is on his way to the hotel up ahead—but it is not the Empyrean. It is a large building with sharp angles and cool tones. It bleeds into the shadows of the night. You look around and see a crowd of people moving to enter its sleek black halls. You can hear them excitedly murmur something about the Paradise at the end of the world. From the large, crystalline doors, a woman steps out. Aethel looks at you all, eyes glassy and somewhat faraway.

What happened to the Empyrean?

It seems to have been replaced entirely by a new structure, with a new crowd. All NPCs save for Aethel and Mr. Finley seem to have disappeared, or otherwise integrated into the sea of strangers. For some reason, all of you seem to be dressed impeccably—perfectly for a party.

Week 3 will begin proper Monday, 6/23. You have from now until then to interact amongst yourselves, investigate the situation, or debrief.

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( Blade, Kallen Kaslana, Mr. Reca )

The afterlife looks different than you imagined it would. The afterlife looks bright, at first. Your eyes struggle to adjust not just to light but the sheer amount of it, white walls and ceilings greet you, a white floor too if you're so inclined to investigate such a thing so soon. The afterlife looks like a hospital, sterile and not a thing out of place. It looks like a row of examination beds, like rows upon rows of them. Not a single one is empty, but the contents of each have been draped in sheets. The afterlife is a morgue, or maybe it isn't. Because you are alive. You can feel your heart beating, warmth beneath your skin. This is not the afterlife, the fluorescent lights are not heaven. They are a lab, and you are one of a hundred of its rats. Two beds that are not your own have begun to shift, it seems you are not the only living thing here. "Boss!" Something squawks, its voice just automated enough to assure you that it is not among the beating hearts in the room. "Look alive, look alive!" You're not sure how you didn't notice him before, how you didn't notice the window that seems to span an entire wall. Behind it is a man, slightly slouched and nose deep in what would appear to be a tablet. A mechanical bird perches on his shoulder, the source of the squawking, and pecks at his ear until he looks up finally. Two fingers to the bridge of his glasses to push them upright, he seems to sigh. "Ah. It would be about that time..." He wrinkles his nose. "It seems the game's over for you."

Where the hell are you?

Definitely not dead, that much is for sure! Though you're not to sure what this is, either... Welcome to your enclosure for the rest of the event! If you're lucky, maybe a few more faces will be finding their way here too.

So what can I do?

Consider yourself apart of the secret fifth team! This group is different than the others, however, as you will not be getting the same narrative updates as the others.

You may:

Interact amongst yourselves (and any new faces to join your crowd.)

Interact with this blog. That weird man isn't always in the window, but you're more than welcome to flag him down and see what you might can learn about this whole situation.

You may not:

Interact with other groups or start new interactions with anyone outside of this one.

I'm not in this group, what does my muse know?

Nothing. As far as anyone outside of this team is aware, the characters within it are dead. Any information divulged in interactions between muses here is not known by your characters. Please avoid metagaming.

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Good day, everyone! Please take note of this message from Ernest Cranebill.

Guests, citizens, and all those currently in Empyrea:

I acknowledge that this past week has been confusing, troubling, and painful. We have lost those close to our hearts, those who are essential to keeping our planet running. Allow me to apologize for my failure to protect the beautiful community we have created. It was not my intention to abandon you. But I will admit, I am proud to see the displays of resilience that you have all put up.

I am here to update you on the progress of our investigation. The esteemed scholar and doctor Jude, who has been my partner in the development of this whole planet, is working diligently to uncover the mysterious and wicked (dare I say, mysteriously wicked) forces that have been at play here. There are many things that remain unclear at this time, but one thing is for certain - you must not lose faith. This investigation will bear its fruit. I trust him to get to the bottom of this, and I implore you to do the same. In the decades we have worked together, not once has he steered me wrong.

Empyrea does not need anything else from you aside from your continued faith.

Signed,

Ernest Maximillion Cranebill

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#REVELATIONHeights2025: Week 2 Start!

( Lyney, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Welt Yang, Seele, Acheron, Hook )

"Here's the plan..." Ezio has a large makeshift map of the city out for you guys to see. He taps his fingers on the two blocks closest to you, "From what people tell me, these two blocks are the least touched by chaos. We can start gathering strength here, then move onto the other parts of the city that have been overtaken by goons once we have enough resources." He squints his eyes. "Truth be told, I'm not sure how much of the city we can take back, but we gotta try. I dunno what these goons and their boss are planning to do once they take over the city, but I don't imagine it'll be good." He sighs. "Also, I still haven't been able to contact Welt or Acheron. My best guess is that something happened to them when they were in the fight club. Let's try and see if we can make our way to them. Though I have a feeling they'll be trying to make their way back to us, too."

Fight back!

With the bus terminal as your base of operations, you set out to reclaim the city, and reunite with Welt and Acheron. Divide yourselves into groups and set forth.

Go over the plan here. Use Ezio's map to track progress. You have until Friday, 6/20 at 11:59 PM EST for this minigame segment.

Interim interactions may be continued at this time, though it's best to prioritize responding to the thread in the minigame.

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#REVELATIONBeach2025: Week 2 Start!

( Blade, Castorice, Citlali, Kafka, Lisa Minci )

It's the furthest thing from a dream, but surely by now you've come to expect that. The boat, which had been lively when you boarded it, has turned somber. No one is eager to be here, no one is even eager to leave. Beneath you it lurches, sinks back into the water fully with no small effort from Mira at the bow. He hoists himself up over the edge, wrings out his shorts, and takes to the wheel. "It's not gonna be fun," he starts without looking at anyone in particular, "but we'll make it back in one piece. Here's the plan-" He spells it out for you all, the dull thrum of the engine and the meager wake it kicks up all there is to hear other than his voice. Even the gulls have gone silent, in mourning or perhaps anticipation. Both, even. "We'll take shifts. Someone at the engine to make sure it doesn't start smoking or stalling, two at a time on either side to help steer us. The water's lower than I've ever seen it, and this thing can't handle too many more run-ins with the shallows." A huff of a breath, he wipes the sweat from his brow. "Alright, let's do it."

Set sail!

Take a look at your path back to the beach! This should include everything you need to know for your return and will be your primary task for Week 2! You have until Friday, 6/20 at 11:59 PM EST for this minigame segment.

You are welcome to continue wrapping up any interim interactions, though for the sake of moving the narrative and mindfulness to your teammates please be sure you are prioritizing taking your turn in this thread when you are available.

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#REVELATIONPark2025: Week 2 Start!

( Alhaitham, Anaxagoras, Argenti, Boothill, Kallen Kaslana, Kujou Sara, Su )

The plan? Find Kallen. Leann's suggestion of leaving has been outvoted, and so she gathers everyone once more to explain what has been decided. The group will be endeavoring into the forest together in search of its missing body. The sun is still high, you'd wager it's about noon. There is time before sunset, but that clicking sound hasn't relented. Your guide seems even else at ease than she had previously, if that's at all possible. She's got her backpack on and grass on her knees, tear tracks still on her face, but she looks at you each individually. "I know this is all really bad, but I promise we're gonna return. With Ms. Kallen." In her hands, a map. It's hastily drawn and largely scribbles, but a path has been marked along it. Leann holds it out for inspection, tries not to look too self conscious about her artistry. "If we don't stray from this too much, we'll be able to get back here without getting lost." She explains. "Everyone please be careful..."

Mission: Start!

Leann has shown you the map and your directive is clear. You're searching for Kallen, and you're not to stray too far from one another. This will be your primary task for Week 2.

Take a look at Leann's map! She's been so kind as to leave you instructions on how to navigate, so read over them carefully! You have until Friday, 6/20 at 11:59 PM EST for this minigame segment.

At 0/6HP your muse will die and can no longer participate in the game. If this occurs, ping Mod Alina!

You are welcome to continue wrapping up any interim interactions, though for the sake of moving the narrative and mindfulness to your teammates please be sure you are prioritizing taking your turns when you are available.

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#REVELATIONEmpyrean2025: Week 2 Start!

( Mr. Reca, Aventurine, Venti, Dr. Ratio, Shenhe, Raiden Mei )

In the wake of all that's happened in the mixer, only one thing remains certain: The Empyrean is falling apart. The ballroom was the first casualty, but other parts of the hotel are threatening to come undone. Cracks form on the walls, pipes are beginning to leak, the floor beneath you starts to wobble. Guests have been evacuated and asked to leave, except for volunteers who would like to try and help Aethel save her hotel. In the meantime, police have arrived to investigate the incident at the mixer. They ask everyone who was at the party to stay on the planet for questioning. Mr. Finley is unhappy at their course of conjecture—while the police list down the chandelier falling as an accident, he believes someone may have tried to assassinate him that night.

What happens now?

You have two options for what to do this week: investigating what happened at the mixer, or investigating what's going on at the hotel. People who decide to do one cannot participate in the other. Non-investigation threads can still happen freely between muses. You have until Friday, 6/20 at 11:59 PM EST for this segment.

You are welcome to continue interim interactions at this time. Just be mindful of the other threads you have.

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#REVELATIONHeights2025: Week 1 Interim!

( Mr. Reca, Aventurine, Venti, Dr. Ratio, Shenhe, Raiden Mei )

Despite the setbacks of the previous week, the party is sufficiently enjoyable. It has the drinks, the food, and the company to be a decent mixer. As midnight approaches, and people get ready to retire to their suites, a sudden blackout stops everyone in their tracks. The unmistakable sound of breakage rings through the room, followed by the chime of glass shattering. A man's voice yells out, and there's a dull thud that sounds against the floor. The lights turn back on, and there is the final shot of the gruesome scene—Mr. Finley on the ground next to the broken chandelier, unscathed. After a stunned moment of silence, he scrambles to his feet and wipes the debris off his suit. Aethel, meanwhile, rushes to the center of the scene, pushing past the crowd that has quickly gathered around it. Carefully, she lowers herself near the ground to inspect the broken site, perhaps to see who might have taken the chandelier in Mr. Finley's place. She gasps. "There's no body…" she murmurs to herself, before rising and turning to all of the partygoers. She speaks loudly. "Dear guests, I'm terribly sorry to say that we must leave now. Rest assured that we will be investigating this matter thoroughly…" Suddenly, a small chunk of stone falls from above. The cracks from where the chandelier had broken off the ceiling has quickly spread across the stonework. It doesn't take long before the ceiling starts to shake. From somewhere outside the hotel, something rumbles. Aethel's eyes widen. The ceiling is about to collapse. "Everyone, outside. Now!"

What's happening?

There's been a tragedy at the ballroom. In trying to save Mr. Finley from a chandelier crash, someone has died, though their body can no longer be found. What's worse, the structure of the hotel seems to be falling apart. You wonder if it's related to that vision of yours of the ballroom, or if it has anything to do with the faint booms you can hear in the distance.

Mr. Reca is nowhere to be seen, though keen eyed viewers may spot an Assistant Director cameo—she had been watching over the scene silently and diligently.

Week 2 proper will begin on Monday, 6/16. You have from now until then to process, speculate, and theorize on everything that has just happened.

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#REVELATIONHeights2025: Week 1 Interim!

( Lyney, Jiaoqiu, Moze, Welt Yang, Seele, Acheron, Hook )

It's almost sunset here in Soaring Heights, and what few people that are still out are rushing to get back to their homes and hiding spots. They all know what kind of city this becomes in the dark—troublesome, dangerous, lethal in some cases. But  today, things are different. Today, evil reigns even when shadows have yet to fall. Wherever you are in the city, you hear it—a big boom in the distance. Should you step outside and look, you'll find a small cloud of dust blooming in the horizon, and people screaming and running in the street. Gunshots ring, glass shatters, and fires begin to crackle. It looks so similar to that vision you once had. Your phones collectively buzz with a message from Ezio: DROP EVERYTHING. GO TO THE BUS TERMINAL NOW. You run. Past the chaos, past the city. When you make it to the bus terminal, Ezio stands there. He's smoking a cigarette and pacing about the cement. "Good. You made it. I couldn't contact two of your tourmates so I thought something must've happened to all of you." He takes a drag from his cigarette and sighs, "Look, I know we were supposed to try and make it back to the hotel by now, but the city's under attack. Ugh, I knew this was coming… Anywhoo, we can't leave. Their numbers aren't big after the disappearances, but I heard they've managed to rope cityfolk into fighting for their cause with promises of food and money. Plus, they've got a weaponry advantage. Those big booms… ain't just for show." He pinches the bridge of his nose, "Basically, things are looking bad." "Now, we're lucky that this bus terminal's pretty close to the city border. This far away, we have a week or so left before those thugs overwhelm us." He exhales. Smoke twists out from his mouth, "We can spend those seven precious days writing up our wills and speaking with our next-of-kin…" He stops pacing. He turns sharply to face you all. "But I have a better idea than just waiting around like sitting ducks." He crosses his arms, "I think we should take the city back. Find our missing people, and show these gangsters who Soaring Heights really belongs to."

What's going on?

Soaring Heights is currently under attack. People are breaking into shops, setting fire to buildings, and beating each other up. The chaos inspires chaos inspires more chaos—one by one, parts of the city fall to disarray. All characters except for Acheron and Welt are in the bus terminal.

Week 2 proper will begin on Monday, 6/16. You have from now until then to debrief, come up with a plan to find your missing tourmates, and prepare to stop the chaos.

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#REVELATIONBeach2025: Interim 1!

( Blade, Castorice, Citlali, Kafka, Lisa Minci )

Today's the day, your ship is in the best condition it's going to get and you all know there's no chance you're surviving out here much longer. The beach has just gotten drier and drier and, with no sign of rain or relief anywhere on the horizon, you've got no choice but to try and make it back with what you've got before your boat has no water to float on at all. Only as you wake up to begin your trek back, gather your meager things and begin to trudge to where your ticket out of here has been left in the shallows do you realize two things: 1. Mira is already there, up to his chest in saltwater and slack-jawed. Even as you approach, he doesn't move from where he's frozen at the rear of the boat. 2. The engine is already running. The boy seems to realize only then that you're nearing, only just manages to pick up his jaw and stumble towards the lot of you. His eyes are wide, arms spread as though to try and stop you from going any further. It's the most frantic you've seen him since getting here, there is real fear on his face. "Don't go any further," he rasps, "someone... is in the engine..."

What's going on?

A member of your party has died. You've still got to get back, despite it, so it's all hands on deck to get things back on track before the water recedes any more than it already has.

Week 2 will begin proper Monday, 6/16. You have from now until then to prepare to leave the island. You may use this time to interact amongst yourselves, wrap up Week 1 interactions, or otherwise sit back and get ready to make your voyage home.