re_alignment | [Video] [Originating from Vectorian Temple]

[Sissel wasn’t an easy one to surprise, but he had to admit, this was one of the last things he expected. He’d already woken up unconscious once, but that was after his death. And now he was...doing it again? How does a ghost die again? You’d think once would be enough. It wasn’t made easier being surrounded by giant...things that called themselves Acolytes (whatever that meant) and told him he was on a planet called Cybertron.

Now...either he really messed up traveling through some phone lines...or there’s something bigger going on. He basically took everything the Acolytes said at face value, and when they left, something finally sunk in. Something that confused him far more than being stuck on some ‘planet’ that wasn’t Earth.

He could move.

His hands fiddle with the device he was given, a little too jittery than what should be considered normal, and when the feed clicks on, you’re greeted to a rather confused man in sunglass-sir what is your hair even.]

I’m alive.

[Yes, thank you Sissel.]

I’m alive and I shouldn’t be.

Is there anyone on the other side of this? I really need to get back home. I don’t have a lot of time.

[He’s got less than 8 hours left of his ‘afterlife’, he’s got to make them count.]

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[What are you.]

Well, guess that rules out one possibility.

[One day he'll start charging people who ask that. He'd be rich.]

All the other pawsibilities are bust, too, just to let you know.

[Except for the fact that there's no money )8 sorry Ted.]

All of them? There has to be some way. I got here after all...!

[He's a little frantic, but you would be too if you only thought you had 8 hours to exist.]

Do you really think I'd still be hanging around this joint if there was a way home? ...The answer is no.

Point there.

Well, it's not like I'll be here long.

...Huh? What are you talking about?

Well...it's hard to explain.

But basically, you're talking to a dead guy.

[No Sissel don't.]

I'm not sure why I have a body again, though...

You mean... like a ghost?

[~~But they said ghosts aren't real!~~]

You're right on the money.

Hm, I see...

GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!

[Without a second thought, he tosses his device and panics, running around his room in a frenzy. You might even catch it once his communicator eventually lands.]

[That scream takes him by surprise. Oddly enough, Lynne didn't seem all to surprised that a ghost was talking to her. And Missile...well...

He's Missile.

So...he's sort of adapted to the mentality that ghosts aren't scary.]

...

[Yeah, he'll just watch.]

[He might be awhile, Sissel, sorry. He can't help it... you're just terrifying.]

...

.....

Are you done?

[It's hard to hear a midst the screaming, but his tone is still rather even.]

[Almost done.]

What do you want from me?

...Nothing.

[What could he possibly want?]

I'm dead, I doubt there's anything you could give me.

You're not gonna...rattle my pots or pans or anything like that?

Only if you ask me to.

[Can he even do that here?]

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