Welcome to the Chorus!
As the recently deceased, now without body or trope to define you, you've been relegated to a part you can do! (Did you really think Father would finally let you rest when you're dead?) Your character will wake up on Monday a little bit different than they were before...
Chorus exist in a liminal state between the state of being a member of the Troupe, and the state of being an Extra: their individual identities have grown fuzzy (but they retain enough to be playable, making them close to Troupe), but are not totally lost (and thus are not Extras)—and yet, they straddle the fence of the walled garden of the play, Theatre Paradis, and the Audience: in losing the trappings of character they become privy to the goings-on of the story, and they may surpass it with an understanding of the setting normally relegated to the Audience.
But if Chorus do not try to retake themselves, they may become lost to the story forever, and become an Extra. This is what Extras are: former members of the Troupe. There are many ways to become Extras, from those who became Chorus but failed to regain themselves, to members of the Troupe who never regained their secrets or chose to stay behind.
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As a member of the Chorus, you now know and exist as the following:
This post also serves as your graveyard PC. After an individual's body is cremated, they wake up on Monday (when the weekly post goes up) as a Chorus shadow in the rose garden. They will find their grave blank, their plot empty, and the roses in their color missing. From there, they can travel through the inverted tower freely.
Thus, while this post doesn't while it doesn't exist in a specific or unique location, you may use it to converse in private or as a group among your fellow deceased.
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