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[Hey Foreigners there is a cutie brunette on your screen right now. She’s tapping her chin a little thoughtfully, eyeing the camera] Okay, so I get the whole other realm, hi-you’re-on-a-turtle-and-also-there-are-computers thing. Which, weird – seriously, who expects the afterlife to be so high tech? Also, sorry about the possession thing, that must've sucked. But I have something a little more important to ask about right now.

[She leans back and gestures at herself. She’s wearing a green dress that, while it looks good on her, isn’t exactly appropriate for every day wear] Does anyone have clothes I could borrow? Pants, especially pants. You have no idea how long it’s been since I even saw a pair of jeans.

Other than that, does anyone know if there’s a dance club around here or something? I had a look around myself, but maybe someone who’s been here longer can help. There’s gotta be some place teenagers can go to let loose, right? [She winks, and reaches forward to turn off the camera when something else appears to occur to her]

Oh yeah! I’m A – Catty, I’m Catty. [She holds her hand up in a Vulcan salute] Greetings to my fellow inter-dimensional travellers. Especially those of you with pants.

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[ oh, if only Wichita knew of a nightclub on this big stupid turtle. they're prime locations for pickpockets. however- ]

Not sure this is the party turtle you were hoping for.

[A sigh and something of a pout] Apparently! It's like the people here have no idea how to properly spend their time in life-threatening danger.

Yeah, tell me about it. [ she's sure she doesn't mean zombies, but, whatever. ] Then again, my idea of properly spending my time is locking myself in the honeymoon suite on the 50th floor of the Palazzo with every bottle of minibar-booze I could carry on a baggage cart. [ a beat ] Getting that drunk on the ground floor isn't an option in my world.

[Catty might have been a little more judgemental once upon a time, but after what she's been through, that doesn't necessarily sound like a bad idea] Hey, we all have our coping mechanisms. [Her expression turns a mixture of amused and confused] Does your world have something against the ground?

[ she laughs, just a short one though ]

Oh, no, uh- Zombie virus?

[ she's slowly getting used to nobody knowing what she's talking about. it's- mildly infuriating, but it's not like these people are all coming from worlds filled with rainbows and sunshine, so she's not that bitter ]

Usually it's just safer to clear out an upper-level floor in a tall building than to sleep in shifts with whoever you're with. You can usually hear them coming before they trap you.

[Pretty much everything about her face right now says 'ew'] Are you serious? Like-- [She sticks her arms out in front of her in a typical zombie pose] Eating your brains out zombie apocalypse zombie virus?

[There's a pause before the actual reality of that occurs to her. her eyes widen] Goddess, that's awful.

That'd be the one.

[ kind of. she doesn't really feel like specifying the details, not when it looks like she's already got a pretty vivid mental image ]

But yeah, so. If there's one thing I've learned there it's that you need pants, and this place doesn't have you running around for your life [ ..mostly ] but it'd still be better than rocking a party dress everywhere. Uh, hm. [ just a second to think ] The locals here are kinda stingy with their shit, but I'm assuming there's shops or whatever you could trade cash or food for a decent pair of pants. I guess. [ squint ] I'm still kinda learning my way around.

[There are any number of things Catty could say or do here, but she ends up deciding to ignore the terrible things and focus on pretending like she's a normal teenager with normal teenager problems. like clothes]

Yeah, it's a cute dress, but it's not exactly a versatile outfit. [She smiles] Another new girl? I'm starting to think we should form some sort of club here. Thanks for the advice, by the way. I appreciate it.

Yeah, no problem. It kinda sucks being stuck somewhere new without much to go on besides what some grudgy local felt like telling you, so. Whatever.

And it seems like new people show up all the time. Which doesn't make sense, but we don't have much say over it.

Do I get to know your name? Or is this going to be one of those awkward 'do I smile or not smile maybe she won't see me' things if we run into each other again?

We're on the back of a giant turtle. I think sense went out the window a loooong time ago.

Oh, yeah sure. I'm Wichita. Yes, it's a nickname.

[Holding up her hands] Hey, I'm Catty. No judging here.

Right. [ names are so weird ]

So, you called this the 'after life' before, does that mean you think you might be dead, too?

[A bright grin] Oh, no. No, I definitely know I'm dead. This wasn't where I was expecting to end up, though.

Yikes. Sorry.

[ at least she's handling it. well. but Wichita's skepticism is written all over her face. ]

Ugh, that sucks though. I was pretty sure I died too, but people were all "Nah, that's not really a thing". But it obviously is, if you're sure you're dead. Huh.

Hey, if you want to believe you're dead, don't let anyone take that away from you! [She seems very firm on this point] But you don't get much deader than what happened to me. It doesn't really matter what anyone else has to say about it.

I don't exactly remember dying, but it's not completely out of the question, I guess. I don't know. I guess maybe the idea of being dead makes more sense to me than the idea of a giant turtle kidnapping me for funsies.

[Squinting a little thoughtfully] Honestly? They're probably around fifty-fifty for me. I've seen some really weird stuff in my time.

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