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Every now and then a story or little world will pop up in my head, and linger around for a few days until I finish it. They're all pretty pointless, maybe barely good enough for a little thin RPing if I really felt like it.

But once in a while one will hit me in a strange way. This is one in only three times that it's happened. The previous times i've just forgotten, but this time i'm going to jot it down. If you're reading, don't bother. It's going nowhere so far.
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The feel of this setting is very similar to the Haibane Renmei series. Purgatory that doesn't know it's a purgatory. Old buildings built by nobody-knows ages ago. Iron windmills and constantly thick rusty clouds. Everything feels like Deja vu' and a hanging sensation of having forgotten what it is you were suppose/about to do.

A place that people just appear into somehow, all adults - youngest being in mid teens. There's clusters of old cities separated by miles and miles of nothing but grass and windmills and worn-out roads. There's no civilization, everybody just lives. Drifts. Take whatever you find and like, switch from apartment to apartment each night.

There's television and phones, but they only ever show/sound static. There's all kinds of grass but never flowers. The only insects are butterflies and dragonflies. The only animals are cats, crows and wolves. Wolves don't live with people in the cities, they stay out in the forests. Every now and then though, seemingly random, all the wolves will just rush in, hunt down one person, and rip them to shreds. Leaving everybody else be, even if everybody else starts fighting them. There's a more intimate relationship between the cats/crows and people, though. Crows being negative, cats being positive.

There's no guns in this world. No working ones, at least. Even if you smelted/made one, it wouldn't work. The only 'machine's that work are the windmills and basic things like scooters/motorbikes. There's huge clocktowers that don't work. Although, in the skies there's always a few blimps with propelling fans. Kind of steampunk. They never come down. Nobody ever sees them land, if they do. And nobody knows if they have people in them or not. They're only ever seen on calm-weather days. Which aren't too often. Usually too windy or rainy, etc. Except for the snows that come during winter, nobody can tell what season it is.

Objects also just appear into this world somehow. But each one does something odd/seemingly random. This part is kind of similar to the Lost Room series. If someone finds a watch, "Clocks here make wind blow." Small gusts. Basically, everything does something. Even the buildings, touching a wall would slowly begin to make you lose your breath. More to the point, even the people would do something unique, though nobody realizes it. By the time they realize they do something, they usually disappear/leave the world somehow.

The logic behind this is that after a unique period of time, depending on each different person, a moment of realization will come. They either realize what it is about them that does something, or they realize something else. Something more negative. And if they realize this negative thing, the wolves will come for them.

So far i've placed one character into this world that's holding my interest. This character's been in this world for longer than most and should have moved on one way or another by now. They're stuck on one particular feeling/thought cycle - as all other people are - in which they keep asking "Where did I go? Who am I now?" to themselves. As in, where did the person that they were long ago go. Whatever the answer to their question, they are compelled to explore certain people they drift into. Trying to find something inside them. Maybe whatever it is about himself he lacks/lost. Though the way this person goes about it is very negative, damaging in the end to the person they explore. By the time the person being explored realizes it was all a lie, it's too late.

This character isn't the only person doing something like this in the world. Everybody tends to do something like this with the others they meet, some to more extreme extents, others more subtle. Very much like the real world, eh? I guess the whole point of this setting/world is to target people who feel separated from the world. Those of us who don't feel like we have a place or point in this world. That may say something about how these people end up in that purgatory.

Jotting-down done.