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locations
THE HEART
Purrfect Penance
A strange, Gothic Revival estate sequestered from more busy areas, alluring in the spontaneous way quirky Airbnb houses are. Basking in its presence baptizes many onlookers with a vague sense of Godly reverence, though that could be the Gothic edges lingering in the style... The inside is furnished with charming maximalist odds and ends: paintings, trinkets, rugs, comforting bulky furniture, wood accents. Somehow, the house always seems to have enough individual rooms with one bed, but despite this, guests often find themselves desiring to room with a friend or acquaintance.
And... cats?
Aloof and enigmatic, felines of various colors and shapes and temperaments roam every space of the house. There isn't any rhyme or reason for when the cats come or go, and they never obey issued commands - typical - however, guests will always likely find at least one cat in their room pushing things off a table, or snoozing on the center of the bed.
Unfortunately, guests wanting the relaxing part of R&R will find they must instead share one of the three full bathrooms which make up the estate. Maybe it's easier to shower with the friend you already share a bed with?
International House of Phagia (IHOP)
A funky little diner with the aesthetics of the 1950s. The booths resemble mock-ups of old American muscle cars, and the food arrives on conveyor belts which look like a highway. The menu is an all-you-can-eat of any food or drink a person could want. Meals from home, meals from other countries and other worlds. Bask in the array of culinary cuisines. The food is delicious. Five stars. The longer customers stay to eat, the more they find themselves less full.
Hungrier.
There is also an alcohol menu for customers who are looking for a way to forget about any troubles. Be sure to practice safe alcohol consumption.
ArcadiaThis moderately sized garden covering a portion of the landscape can be found after stepping through the stone circle archway of its entrance. Trees, bushes, plants, flowers, and all manner of botany grow here. Benches are sprinkled throughout the scenery. Some of the trees bear shiny, delicious fruit in peculiar shapes, but posted signs warn not to eat them. Doing so will cause shame-filled dreams of being naked in inappropriate places like school, or work.
Strangely, arcade cabinets are entangled within the loving embrace of nature all around the garden. Many of them function normally, allowing passers-by to try their hand at a maze-runner game, a fighting game, or a badly rendered first-person shooter.
Nostradamus
This beautiful cut of wood and brick is a quaint library. Every turn around the shelves screams elite private school, but... the subject of all of the reading material inside is on accepting and dealing with loss as well as tips and encouragement on finding missing fulfillment in life. Weird.
There are tables and chairs for study beneath moody lighting and plusher chairs for sitting and reading.
The Lake of Glass
The chilly water of this lake is so clear, the bottom of it can be seen everywhere except where it tapers off at the center. The foundation is all sand, wood, and plant debris, populated with ruby-colored fish of different sizes swimming lazily around. The water's surface is deceptive. Stepping in what seems like shallows will instead plunge the curious into a depth of a hundred feet. From below, it's easy to see in the distance the way the middle bends into a massive downward cavern where light is swallowed and the end is obscured by a shroud of darkness.
Any diver venturing toward the pit in the center will slowly become squeezed by pressure, the sensation of being pushed in the middle and pulled at the ends, strung out like a piece of spaghetti. Drawing closer to the lake's black eye steals any relative comparison, and it's difficult to tell what's around, or how much time has passed. Swimming becomes the feeling of the act in the mind. Alone is what remains. Lonely. Empty. Is there comfort in that?
Divers black out. When they open their eyes again, they are lying on the rough shore of the lake, an area covered by a little sand and smooth opaque river rocks.
technology & communications.
As you stumble out of the fog, it seems as though something has slithered into your pocket, coat, or even your shoe or sock if you don't otherwise have anything to carry your items on you. It's a simple compact mirror—its shape and design may vary, but there is always something just a bit ghoulish about it. As if your friendly neighborhood refined goth picked something out just for you. Though it's not just any compact mirror. When you open it, it whispers a simple hello, a faint engraving echoing the word against the reflective surface. A matching goodbye is on the other side. Should you desire to speak to someone else in Purgatory, you'll find that you're able to cross long distances with this device—it's capable of audio, visual, and even text. Sometimes it might even accidentally send your thoughts. How did it do that?
It may take a bit of a learning curve, but these mirrors also operate on Ouija Board rules. Yes, you must say goodbye or some variant of farewell before closing the compact or else you might invite some spirits to play a prank on you.
In sum, this is your communication device. Feel free to use it for voice calls, video calls, text calls, accidental telepathy, misfires, or random curses if you feel like being chaotic. The mirror is unbreakable and it will somehow always find its way back to you by the end of the day, even if you leave it behind.
LOCATION SUBMISSIONS
If you're interested in submitting a location, please comment here! New locations will be added with every new maze on Sundays, and so the deadline to submit a new location will be Saturday at 6 PM PST / 9 PM EST. If you'd like to give us a new playground, fill out the form below!
healing mechanic
PARTAKE OF THE HEALING WATERS...
The river snakes its way around and through the central hub, its waters dark as an oil slick, not so much reflecting light but absorbing it, making it impossible to peer beneath its depths, except of course, for those bearing injuries. The wounded will immediately recognize its purpose -- for all they have to do is sink beneath the surface, and endure the ice-cold, suffocating bite of the water for an almost interminable amount of time --
Only to finally rise back up, healthy and presumably whole. Presumably. Your wounds are gone, but you also feel... different. No matter.
It is only a small price to pay to safeguard one's life.
Submit a comment with the following!
Player Name:
Character Name:
Injury: Let us know what you'd like healed!
Cost: You may request mods to assign you a cost - but characters must temporarily lose something important to them for at least 3 days after dipping into the water of Akheron. It may be a memory, a skill, an item, or a trait. You OOCly get to choose since characters will ICly not know what the payment is.
week two locations
P.E.C.S.
Short for Playground of Exercise and Competitive Sportsmanship. Though it looks like nothing more than a plain warehouse on the outside, once characters step inside they will be greeted with several complex arenas, ranging from tall sand dunes to criss-crossing monkey bars to an obstacle course with a mud pit. They will also feel the strange urge to strip off their shirts so they can show off their rippling pecs and abs to the world. They worked hard on those muscles, after all. Stepping onto any of these arenas will fill all aspiring athletes with the desire to compete, to prove to the world that they are the fastest. The strongest. The toughest. The best.
Also, if they don't do this, they get the feeling they'll never be able to achieve anything in their pathetic worthless lives ever again.
Off to the side are rows of plaster busts, with names and weights neatly etched onto the placard underneath. Oddly enough, they seem to be the names of everyone here and the carefully sculpted busts are eerily accurate. There's no sign not to touch but maybe you should consider touching carefully regardless...? Any pokes and prods of the plaster busts will be reflected onto the owner of the bust themselves.
Gelato Stop
A cute dessert shop styled like an American diner. The interior and exterior of the shop is blindingly white, the architecture sharp and angular, softened only by blue and bubblegum pink accents. The inside is spacious and chic, with a large neon sign of an ice cream cone affixed to the wall. Each table is fitted with a (unremovable) tablet that will take your order. Next to the main counter is a freezer box that endlessly replenishes pints of sugar-free ice cream. Gross. Who wants that?
As soon as you place it, enemies in blue uniforms will slide in from the back room and you will be accosted. Pastry chefs emerge and throw dough balls and icing at you. Ice cream machines shoot soft serve and/or lasers until you break them. Assholes with dessert carts will send out treats on wheels that explode on impact. You're free to run out the door; you won't be chased outside of the shop, and all enemies will vanish if you enter again. No dessert for you!
Prevail against the enemies and a panel will open in the center of your table. Your order will rise up from beneath it, and it will be the most incredible dessert you've ever eaten in your life. The next time you enter, the shop will be entirely untouched, as if nothing had happened at all.
Also, there is no way to enter the back room or reach into the panels in the table. Any attempt will spit you back out and make you voraciously hungry. It's not all bad. At least there's free sugar-free ice cream!
week three locations
Bostco
A wholesale corporation meant to fulfill your every need in excess. Quite lucky that there are so many of you to share the wealth, right?
Samples dot the aisles, manned by figureless shapes, luring you deeper and deeper into its tantalising labyrinth. Towering shelves vanish into a limitless ceiling, stacked with quantities so absurd you may as well be preparing for an apocalypse. And yet, is getting one of anything enough? What if it sells out and never restocks again? Occasionally, you are gripped with what feels like primordial fear. It is so very busy, after all. And if you want it, so must other people!
Welcome to Bostco! A surreal pilgrimage where you lose track of time, sanity, and somehow end up with an alarming amount of goods you've agreed to haul home. That is, if you first defeat the door boss: the parking lot. You can see the doors, the glowing promise of bulk goods at ridiculously low prices, and you can even walk right up to them… but the moment you try to enter, you materialise in a car, either as the driver or a passenger, condemned to one possibly eternal task:
Find parking in the busiest lot known to humankind, in spaces designed for vehicles precisely your size, all while a chorus of impatient honks rises behind you like a battle cry. Good luck!
Junk in the Trunk
No, not that trunk. Tired of walking around with two weeks' worth of dried blood on your clothes? Feeling like you need to reinvent yourself after the embarrassing reveal of your stony profile? None of those ye olde outfits in the house cutting it for you?
You're in luck then, because this quaint little thrift store has everything you need for a fullbody makeover, from open-toed sandals (so you can let those dogs out) to slightly musty fedoras (m'lady) and everything in between. If you're feeling a little more old fashioned, not to worry! All styles and eras of clothing can be found, including even loincloths and fur pelts.
Weirdly enough, as soon as you slip on your brand new threads, you really do feel as though you've become a different person...or at least the type of person your clothes might suggest you to be. That cowboy hat might prompt you to let out a few more darn tootin's than you usually would, while that ruffled bodice and petticoat set encourages you to thine own self be true. But hey, a little change is good for the soul.
Monochrome Kitchen
From the outside, it does appear to be a neat and tidy building, within it will be several test kitchens. Aside from the kitchens, there is also a large dining area in the room in the back. Stepping into the kitchen will make one be fired up to cook the best dish of their lives— and not just cook, but to also compete with one another. Almost like being possessed, whether they have no cooking skills is inconsequential, they will feel the burning need to cook.
Some unwilling participants may even find themselves emotional and wanting to tell everyone why their dish is the best, and how this dish may even very well define their lives as chefs. Maybe they remember their moms cooking the same noodle everyday after school, or maybe they're just caught up in the vibes, and want to divulge just any sentimental tale.
When it's all done and said, there will be lots of food to dine on. Those who are seated at the dining area, will find them they are forced to complete blind taste tests, and if they're even slightly wrong in guessing the food or flavor profiles used, they will be punished by the curse of wanting to take a bite out of everything, even people?* But, why does everything and everyone taste like tofu?
* Just a bite, this isn't cannibalism. This is for Vampire Sylus.
Mother Peter's School For Impressionable Youths and Decrepit Adults
It's never too late to get your education! Sure, the chairs and desks here aren't exactly top-of-the-line luxury, but you shouldn't get too comfortable anyway, right? You're here to focus on learning. If you come in here alone and take a seat, you'll see detailed notes begin to appear on the blackboard as if written by the ghost of teachers past--spooky! But if you come in with a companion or two, one of you will feel compelled to assume the role of instructor for more... nontraditional subjects. You might feel the need to educate your students on subjects like the politics of scent within the omegaverse, horse facts, financial literacy: how many little guys is TOO many?, and more. (Actual knowledge of any subjects taught will not be required. All you gotta do is get up there and yap away. They'll hire anyone these days.)
Reader's Omniscient Viewpoint
A modern, state of the line library, consisting of three floors and so many books. Books on a whole variety of subjects and content, either completely new or startlingly familiar. Maybe you recognize a few of these titles...? The sections are all ordered by subject and genre, though the biggest section is titled B☆L☆ and is chock full of the alpha bottom omega cake verse fanfic erotica of your dreams... Come and broaden your mind... Books may be borrowed, but they must be returned after one week. If not, then a large, imposing figure dressed entirely in a black trench coat will grab you by the throat and dangle you from the third floor. How dare you. Return those books!!
The trench coat figure will also show up if you break any of the implicit library rules, such as being too loud, bringing in food and drink, being too slutty, and damaging books. They will chase you around the stacks and kick you out of the building. Do not test them...
The Nerd Locker
A large, two floor laboratory with pristine white walls, microbe-resistant flooring, and obnoxious florescent lighting. The first floor hosts chemistry supplies. Along the counters, you can find things like beakers, test tubes, microscopes, flasks, tongs, spatulas, Bunsen burners, droppers, and personal protective equipment. There's also a manner of substances from anesthetic to poisons to mysterious, brightly colored unlabeled liquids just begging to be consumed. The second floor is more for the techies. Here you'll find batteries, wires, machine parts, toolkits, electric panels, scrap metal, and more. There's a work station in the corner with benches and a shelf of tools that include soldering irons, multimeters, laser cutters, a 3D printer, and safety gear.
Tragically, anyone who lingers in the space for longer than six hours at a time will start to get gnarly eye strain and headaches from the horrible, bright lights. This is not your new forever home, dweebs. Get outta here.
week four locations
CAES*R'S PALACE
Are you interested in the arts? Well, look no further than this world(?)-renowned theatre! Whether you're a connoisseur of obscure musicals or just passingly familiar with the most famous plays, you can catch a huge variety of performances in here: Romeo and Julius, Chicagorange, Clementines on the Roof, and, of course, Cara Cara Cabaret.
You're even welcome to reserve the stage and put on a show yourself! But you'll get the feeling that it might be in your best interest to stay on theme... if you resist the urge to spotlight citrusy goodness, you'll find yourself turning orange for 30 minutes after you leave.
REEL CINEMA
A quaint little theater with cozy showing rooms, Reel Cinema boasts the latest in 4D technology and promises their patrons a movie watching experience of a lifetime. Except, as you take a seat after grabbing your free jumbo popcorn (free? in this economy?) and 3D glasses, you'll notice something odd: every movie you watch features your fellow Purgastorians as the lead actors and actresses. And though there's the usual disclaimer that all events following are entirely works of fiction, there's something weirdly familiar about some of the scenes that play. Didn't you just have that embarrasing conversation yesterday? Why is it being blasted for everyone to see now?? Shhh, don't worry about it and focus instead on the way the two guys on screen are gazing deeply and longingly into each other's eyes. Kyaah.
Still, the atmosphere is catching and fills you with the spirit of the genre for the rest of the day. Watch a horror movie and you might be on edge, seeing spirits and jumpscares where you shouldn't. Indulge in a romance and maybe you'll get the urge to sweep up a good friend in your arms and drop a passionate kiss on their lips. (Which you should do by the way. It's important to show you care.)
week five locations
SPILL CLINTON'S SPECTACULAR CLOWNDROMAT
Finally, some clean fucking clothes. Just a stone's throw away from the Heart, there has been a wonderful building built overnight, with a cheery sign reading SPILL CLINTON'S SPECTACULAR CLOWNDROMAT*1 in the T*ys R Us font, for those who remember. You can see the interior through the large glass windows that span both sides of the front entry, at least, past the lovely stickers that serve as exquisite decor.
The interior is... extremely normal, actually. It's got an ever-so-slightly old-school homely vibe, like it might be owned by a local family though there's nobody here. There's a tray of coins near the front desk that you can take to activate the machines, offering all sorts of wash and dry cycles. Perhaps because there is nobody exactly manning the place, the machines can malfunction on occasion, such as holding your clothes hostage forever in a permanent and unstoppable dry cycle, left to tragically watch your clothes shrink through the glass before your very eyes—or on rare occasion, the clothes you put in will be replaced by something decidedly much more colorful and fun, because your old clothes were hella boring. There is an approximately 5% chance that your clothes will come out covered in impossibly rainbow glitter instead. Oops.
*1 SPILL CLINTON'S SPECTACULAR CLOWNDROMAT IS OWNED BY AND PROTECTED UNDER IP RIGHTS BY PROPSTER & GIZMO. ANY RESEMBLANCE TO ACTUAL EVENTS, LOCALES, OR PERSONS OF NOTE, LIVING OR DEAD, GENERATED BY USE OF SPILL CLINTON'S SPECTACULAR CLOWNDROMAT IS PURELY COINKY-DINK.
GOODBYEKITTY TEMPLE
A cute themed temple with decor and memorabilia of all your favorite Sinrio mascots, including Kurobee, Cinnohnomoroll, Punpunpurin, and everyone's favorite GoodbyeKitty. Leave a message with your hopes for the new year on a wooden ema and hang it up, draw a fortune slip to see what your luck is, or even take a souvenir photo dressed in one of the outfits provided for your convenience.
However, any wish you write down has a weird way of coming true. Make a wish to spend more time with a good friend here in Purgatory and you might find yourself physically unable to leave their side for the next 12 hours. Draw a bad luck fortune slip and you might find yourself tripping on a stray banana peel and running into walls. And when you go to pick up your photo, it comes out with you and your pal posing like this...? There's also a gift basket nearby filled with scented lotions, bath bombs, candles, and a bottle of sparkling apple cider (all themed) and a note that says Congrats, newlyweds!.
PIZZA HAT
Does anything say home quite like an absolutely middling pizza chain? This mediocre pizzeria specializes in pies that are always lukewarm even if you literally watch it bake in the oven. The toppings are haphazardly scattered about, with some slices getting the lion's share and others being practically bare. The thick crust drips grease if you squeeze it. Also, the cheese sticks to the lid of the box and sometimes comes off the pizza entirely when you open it. That said, it hits so damn good when you have the drunchies.
It appears Pizza Hat also offers a delivery service! Order a pizza for delivery via compact and a shadowy figure will ride to your location by bicycle, no matter where in the Heart or the maze you happen to be. They deliver a 2.5 to 3 star pizza and a handful of fortune cookies that all have vaguely ominous motivational fortunes inside, like Keep running! (:
MOTHER PETER'S PERFECTLY GOVERNMENT COMPLIANT HOSPITAL
This one-floor hospital is divided into three separate sections. The first is a waiting room. It offers threadbare chairs, flickering florescent lights, and vending machines with stale snacks and flat sodas that constantly get stuck. Every now and then, a crackly intercom message calls for the name of someone you know from home, but of course, they aren't in the waiting room with you.
The second is a small patient holding room with several cots and curtains to draw around each bed for a little more privacy. You can take a little snooze here, but anyone who uses these cots without being injured or ill will find themselves grabbed by the back of their shirt by an invisible force and tossed back into the waiting room. Beds are a precious commodity here, you freeloader.
The third is an operating theater. It contains a single operating table and basic surgical supplies like scalpels, suture kits, disinfectant, gauze and medical tape. You can also find some basic medications like pain killers in varying levels of intensity and sleep aids. If you linger in the room for too long, though, the door swings shut behind you. A familiar voice begins screaming in pain and pleading for help as if they are on the operating table. No one is there, but rivulets of blood begin to drip from the table and onto the floor. After a few moments, the noise stops, the blood vanishes, and the door opens again.
week six locations
HOT MESS SPRINGS
A cozy open air hot springs that always seems to be blanketed in snow, no matter what the rest of the weather in Purgatory looks like. Steam rises from the bright blue water, warm and inviting, encouraging you to rest your aching bones after a long day of running mazes. Unfortunately, there is only one pool, so prepare yourself for a coed bathing experience! A weathered, wooded building flanks the hot springs; it appears to be a changing room with separated shower stalls (wash off before you enter the springs!) and old lockers in which you can store your personal items. And your clothing! You didn't think you'd be allowed in the water while dressed, did you? But hey, at least the supply of free towels seems never ending.
Anyone who tries to enter the pools while dressed will be forcibly ejected by a mysterious, invisible force. Just plucked out of the pool and tossed gently aside. Also, if you spend too long in the hot springs, you might find that your clothing has mysteriously disappeared. . . ? Good luck making it back to the Purrfect Penance in nothing but a towel.
FLOWER RAT BEAUTY SALON
Right next to Hot Mess Springs, is what looks like a beauty salon. There are adorably chic sections for hair styling, manicures, massages, and make-up -- as well as floor-length mirrors for those who would like to rifle through the Beauty Closet (which for some reason only contains pop idol costumes?). If you require assistance, then several neatly groomed and dressed rats with roses pinned to their lapels will be happy to help! Otherwise, they will simply smile at you if you try to engage them in conversation about anything else. Sorry, they're not being paid enough to answer weird questions...
The longer you stay in the salon, the more you'll be inclined to take a fashion risk, whether that is with your hair, make-up, or outfit. But have no fear! You can always return to the salon and ask for your original look back, unless you think you can rock that forest green hair color for the rest of your time here. Go you!
C*MIKET
Is that a giant convention center....? Welcome to C*miket, Purgastory's hottest and biggest fan event! Any merch you can dream of is here and ready for purchase, from cute charms to soft squishy mousepads and body pillows to that extremely rare NSFW doujin that only got a single print five years ago. (All patrons must show ID before being allowed to browse any 18+ content. No ID, no entry.) There's merch of everyone's favorite characters, including Hisoka, Hisoka 2, Mother Peter, Prison Rat, and even...you! Everyone has a fan out there somewhere. ♥
Best of all, admission is free! All you have to do is wait in line....and wait a little more........just a little more.....oh this was the line to the bathroom? Sorry, the line for entry starts over there and wraps around the building. Also it's scorching hot outside, there's no cloud cover, and you forgot to bring a water bottle. At least you have plenty of time to make some new friends while you wait.