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:O are you a telepath? bc that response from the server was perfect heheh

@Stanifly

Really!? lol

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Sirpa's Catharsis

@silver21

Head tilting slightly, the Keeper watches dust motes drift lazily through sunlight above—apparently finding them far more captivating than the blade at their throat.

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Teresa's Catharsis

@Stanifly

The server, a lean guy with sun-bleached hair pulled into a messy bun wearing a faded tie-dye shirt, steps back and lets out a low whistle as he eyes the blade.

"Duuude, that's a sick sword. I totally get why you'd wanna show that bad boy off, Silver Lady."

With two fingers, he gently pushes the blade downward.

"But hey, unless you're like, done with the whole hero gig and going full villain mode now, maybe chill with the pointy stuff? Someone's gonna lose an eye, y'know?"

A jerk of his chin toward the bar, and he's already drifting that direction with a loose, easy stride.
"C'mon, lemme grab you a drink. Whatcha want?"

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Morgan's Catharsis

@Auragreedia

Once the dust settles, a heavy-set darkskinned woman with a colorful headscarf looks up at the Morgan-shaped hole in her wall. "We got a perfectly good door, sugar. Didn't need a new one."

The bartender takes in the scene: a woman who'd just pulled a sword on her not a moment ago, a terrified girl making herself small in an armchair. She lets out a long, slow breath.

"It's one of those days, I see."

Her attention drops back to the cybernetic cowboy sprawled in the debris. One hand plants on her hip. "You gonna lay there all day, or you gonna tell me what you're having?"

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Universally Perceived in Catharsis

What Can Be Universally Perceived In Catharsis (If Character Is In A State To Perceive Other Customers):

• The Keeper asks Teresa to sheath her sword, moves it away from themself
• The Keeper asks both Teresa and Morgan what they want to have

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@Stanifly@CyclingTortoise@Auragreedia We're getting some very interesting customers! I got a feeling we're gonna have some equally interesting interactions between the characters

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Just out of curiosity, are fancharacters allowed or is it purely original characters not connected to any work of fiction?

@BaronOBeefDip

I'm not opposed to it, so unless someone has a strong opinions about it, I think it's fine to use fan characters.

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oh yay that's a fun answer >:)

@Stanifly

Hehehe...😈

You're welcome! Looking forward to it

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@Stanifly Good question! I'm thinking that it depends on the person. Generally speaking, nothing's actually stopping anyone from leaving Catharsis, just themselves. If that makes sense?

@CyclingTortoise Of course, go right ahead!

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Basically the Keeper in Sirpa's Catharsis right now:



Couldn't help myself when I saw the "Studio Ghibli" part 😂 (The Keeper won't always appear so derpy for every Catharsis.)

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Sirpa's Catharsis

@silver21

The Keeper tucks the tray under one arm, steps back, and lowers into a squat. "You're lost. That's why you're here." Their free hand traces a slow circle through the air. "Nowhere, but scattered everywhere." Completing its arc, the hand settles at their side.

Then, the staring starts.

For an awkwardly long time, the Keeper remains silent. Eventually one of those large, round eyes slowly blinks and the other follows suit. A wide, toothy smile breaks across their face.

"How did you get lost?"

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@silver21 My pleasure 😊

@Stanifly, @Girlie Go Boom, @Dragon Mahteru, @Auragreedia, if you need any help just let me know!

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Sirpa's Catharsis

@silver21

The coffee shop hums with low conversation and quiet activity. A person in a business suit types furiously on a laptop. Someone stares into their mug like it holds answers. In the corner, a figure sketches in a worn notebook, and near the window, two people speak in hushed tones over shared pastries. All of them are absorbed in their own worlds, too focused to notice the Keeper beginning to move.

The Keeper shouldn't be able to navigate the coffee shop—too large by half, maybe more—but they do, weaving between furniture and beneath the low ceiling as though size were merely a suggestion. They carry a tray: a simple wooden thing with a glass pitcher of iced water and a single cup.

When the Keeper reaches Sirpa's armchair by the fireplace, they place the cup on the small table beside her and lift the pitcher. The water fills the cup to just below the rim in one smooth pour, which seems to please the Keeper.

"Would you like to order something?"