We need a few people to lift the door... and then what? I want to explore the forest, so what should I do?
Oh yeah, I guess the forest is on the otherside of the fence.

I don't think he'll tell you what will or will not succeed, but you are free to try whatever you want! I am thinking that ransacking the church is a good step one though...

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As I wake from my slumber, I rise from a hidden grotto in the forest, what was apparently my last request in my life, according to the surprisingly detailed passage in the mausoleum. I suppose I wanted whoever entered my tomb to know who I was, and now it tells me who I was.

[X] @Archeo Lumiere reads the passage.

(Does this work?)
 
In order to remove the door from the fence, you'd first need to cut off the spear point caps that are currently holding the door in place, then you would need to lift the heavy oak door. Lifting with just one person may be rather... Iffy.

But the church's doors are done in an old style, the style being two large doors in the same doorframe. The other door is still there, hanging on by the lower hinge. Considering the weight, a good solid push should be enough to break the hinge, though whatever was in it's path as it fell would likely be crushed.
 
Right, so there are currently three directions that we can wander of in:

North, to the church of the sun.

East, to that forest of strange fruit (the door was bashed open by one of the churches doors)

And south, into old town (may currently be slightly on fire)

West is currently blocked by a really tall and poky fence.

[X] Plan Sightsear:
-[x] Ransack the church in search of anything useful, be it answers or tools

The church has already been quite thoroughly desecrated, and I'd like some answers! Also, to watch in despair as the first useful tool I find crumbles into rust in my hands.

PS: Ruis has edited in how voting works in the last update. If you haven't read it yet, go back and check it out!

Otherwise, a vote for Sightsear is a vote for wandering in whatever direction I feel like going today!

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[X] Plan Sightsear:
-[x] Ransack the church in search of anything useful, be it answers or tools

The church has already been quite thoroughly desecrated, and I'd like some answers! Also, to watch in despair as the first useful tool I find crumbles into rust in my hands.
Well then, since you're going to the church too I've edited my vote to stay near you if feasible for safety in numbers. That and you sound like a better fighter than me, I'm just a priest. Well, I mean, if this is basically Dark Souls I might be able to throw lightning bolts at people to kill them but I'm pretty sure I'd need a talisman for that and I don't have one. I think. @Raiu, do I have any magical or fightan skills, to my current knowledge?
 
Meanwhile, I'm just chilling in the black nothingness of death's embrace, waiting for Management to get around to putting me back on the clock.
 
[X] Plan Sightsear:
-[x] Ransack the church in search of anything useful, be it answers or tools

I'm always up for some looting and pillaging :V
 
Well in that case!

[X] Plan Pan
-[X] Groan at the indignity of not being allowed the release of death.
-[X] Blame a god. Blame them all. They're usually the suspects for nonsense like this.
 
Phew, ok, I think I've caught up with the book keeping for the moment, although Management would like to point out that the previous page contains a few interesting Memories that have yet to be claimed. And before you ask, Memories are a bit more important than simply a bonus to the roll. You'll see~

In fact you'll see right now, since @Terrabrand asked the million dollar question. Your mind is still rather hazy, but you think you remember a few prayers. You doubt anything will come of it, since your faith was eaten away long ago. Why did Gwyn, in his high throne, fail to do anything to stop the blight as it rolled through the lands? Perhaps it was because he isn't there?... Ah! You've remembered something! So that's why you feel only the twinge of familiarity when you look at the Church! Disadvantage Revealed: Worn Down Faith. But even so, there seems to be something else that you can't quite place. A bit of power wells up within you. Seeking for answers has caused you to gain a single Soul. Why? Because it allowed me to build more on the world. Other questions may need to be more world building conducive to earn a reward. Oh, the improve rule of "Yes, and..." applies.

Meanwhile, @Pandemonious Ivy and @Sightsear both crawl out of the same grave together, though a few feet distant. It seems they were stuck in a mass grave, though there is no marker to give any idea as to why.
 
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Time to plan repost!

[X] Plan Pan
- Groan at the indignity of not being allowed the release of death.
- Blame a god. Blame them all. They're usually the suspects for nonsense like this.

Best plan.
 
Rules Updated

Management apologizes for any confusion it may have caused, though it would like to note that the Complaints Desk is located in New Boletaria, which is currently undergoing the same Fog ridden Doom that claimed the original Boletaria. As such, the Complaints Desk will be accepting no further complaints at this time. Management would also like to announce it is now hiring for people to staff the New Complaints Desk in the city of New New Londo, assuming that the Complaints Desk of New Boletaria has been completely overrun by soul devouring demons and door to door salesmen.

Applicants must be of healthy cast, possessing the mystical fifteenth eye of Balthazar, along with the other fourteen eyes of Balthazar, no more than five feet, nine point negative three inches tall and no shorter than three meters. Knowledge of soul based information systems is a plus.​
 
@Pandemonious Ivy This Messenger believes that such discovery can happen naturally, as a result of going forth and doing... things. It can also come from introspection and question asking. Of course, this Messenger is only interpreting things he heard from other Messengers, particularly those that screamed in devotional agony "Do not seek the Knowledge! Flee! Flee from the Truth!" as Management mercifully granted them insight into the world hereafter, in the form of sudden cranial expansion and subsequent contraction. That could mean anything after all.

I'm quite sure Management won't use anything that hasn't been discovered against you.
 
Maybe everyone but me should jump off a cliff to see if one of your Advantages is "always lands on your feet".

It'll be risky, and lives may be lost, but it's a risk I'm willing to encourage you to take.
 
[X] Plan @Nevill:
-[X] Climb over the eastern fence now that there is no danger of being impaled on a pointy end after a church door got lodged there, and explore the forest and its juicy fruits. Mmmm, fruits!
 
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Phew, ok, I think I've caught up with the book keeping for the moment, although Management would like to point out that the previous page contains a few interesting Memories that have yet to be claimed. And before you ask, Memories are a bit more important than simply a bonus to the roll. You'll see~

In fact you'll see right now, since @Terrabrand asked the million dollar question. Your mind is still rather hazy, but you think you remember a few prayers. You doubt anything will come of it, since your faith was eaten away long ago. Why did Gwyn, in his high throne, fail to do anything to stop the blight as it rolled through the lands? Perhaps it was because he isn't there?... Ah! You've remembered something! So that's why you feel only the twinge of familiarity when you look at the Church! Disadvantage Revealed: Worn Down Faith. But even so, there seems to be something else that you can't quite place. A bit of power wells up within you. Seeking for answers has caused you to gain a single Soul. Why? Because it allowed me to build more on the world. Other questions may need to be more world building conducive to earn a reward. Oh, the improve rule of "Yes, and..." applies.

Meanwhile, @Pandemonious Ivy and @Sightsear both crawl out of the same grave together, though a few feet distant. It seems they were stuck in a mass grave, though there is no marker to give any idea as to why.

You seem to have missed Melancholeric's rather involved claiming of my memory.

I'm taking this one, thank you very much.

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Ironic — the only memory I would have after going Hollow is this one. It seems noble, aye. A father defending his little girl and other children from wolves, making a stand and taking on two dozen beasts at once. He fought like a paragon, as if Lord Gwyn and Artorias themselves have blessed him with vigor, but his virtue is not what comes first to mind when I relive this memory.

It's the wolves.

Rotting alive, swollen, dripping with Dark taint, these creatures still haunt my dreams, biting away at my father and trying to howl but coughing up vomit instead. I can see the lice that fests on them, the atrophied limbs growing out of places they shouldn't be, the bones bulging out where meat is gone, everything that is unnatural and twisted and was never meant to exist-

I was a paladin once. My clothing tells me as much. I have the Holy Book with me — an old and worn out exemplar, with countless bookmars on paragraphs describing things that lie outside of light and warmth the First Flame provides. Corruption, mockery of life and humanity, death of mind and heart... I read them again and again, and something rings faintly in my mind, echoes of what I once believed in. Conviction. Devotion. Self-sacrifice. Light.

But then I look at my hollowed hands and can't help but laugh at a cruel joke the Darksign played on me.
 
Since @Raiu said we can have 2 memories to start, I claim...

Pardon me, I forgot about making a memory myself.

"You stand in front of a huge gate, your mouth dry and your hands shaking. People pass by, walking under the dragon statues and inside the city, occasionally pushing you, but you don't pay attention to them. You are here. You are finally here, where you were always meant to be.

Vinheim."

This one. It's an important memory to me because, having lost faith in the gods, learning at Vinheim let me make miracles for the common man. The gods may have forsaken us, but I still believe in miracles and with magic I can make them happen without need of the gods.
 
Whoops! I had the feeling I was forgetting something. @Melancholeric You find yourself in a casket which had not yet been buried, even though the nails were firmly driven in. Thankfully, the wood seems to have rotted enough for you to break your way out. It seems you were buried (or close enough) with something: a tarnished blade of steel, an icon of the Sun on both of pommel and etched into the blade.
 
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