GRAVEYARD 2.0

[retellers]

GRAVEYARD Well, that sucked. But no matter what your death was like—whether it was something peaceful or traumatic, you'll find yourself waking in a completely white room on the floor. Small and empty, there isn't anything else there besides an open door to walk through. But before you do that, you'll probably notice that whatever injuries you may have had, including whatever may have been the death blow, are now gone. That's exciting. Stepping out of the room, it seems that you're in a large... house? with three different floors. Everything from floor, ceiling to furniture is completely white, except for the drawings that are plastered to the walls in each room. These are all colorful, drawn in colored pencils and crayon, and resemble a child's drawing. The other notable thing are the windows. While they're present all around the building, looking out of them only shows TV static. Besides that, everything is furnished with the absolute bare minimum of each room. The first floor is all typical common areas one would find in a house. There's a kitchen, living room area, laundry room, dining room, and a main hallway where the stairs are. There are also helpful drawings in these rooms that show the rooms much more lavishly decorated than they actually are. There's a door that appears to be the way to exit the building, it's locked. The second floor consists of nothing but twenty bedrooms. Each room has one queen sized bed, an empty dresser, and an attached bathroom with only a sink, toilet, and shower. Like the first floor, each bedroom has drawn pictures that show it looking much more lavish than it actually does. Thanks for nothing, artist! The third floor only has two rooms. One appears to be a home office with nothing but a desk and two chairs, one behind it and one in front of it. While there's blank pieces of paper and crayons on the desk, the note that was previously there is gone. The other room is much larger, and it's completely empty save for the many drawings lining its walls— in fact, the walls are covered in them, much more than in any other room. On closer inspection, though, it seems like these aren't actually drawings? The papers seem to be showing scenes from the living area. Everything from inside the hotel to the areas beyond the bridge are visible here. However, when curfew hits on Thursday nights, they revert to being normal drawings! Except for the fact that they're all drawings of stick figures being murdered in various ways. Well. At least there's plenty of things to draw with, if you get bored. Also, a handy link to the previous post.

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[exercisms]

[Looking at the longer gap like he plans to jump it. Sumire, please, help.]

[siblingless]

[... Haha, yeah. She's staring at that large gap dubiously, more concerned for Mob than for her gymnast ass. Quietly as to not draw any attention, but with a sense of urgency:]

We don't have to make that jump, Kageyama-san.

[Actually, is there any way to tell in what direction the guards went? Or where security is the strongest? Either by eyesight or by keeping an ear out for them. Because, uh, whatever direction seems like it has least guards would be ideal.]

[dawnblushed]

[Well.

There are definitely more guards closer to the building that has a smaller gap! They can hear voices coming from that direction as the soldiers try to figure out where the heck they went.

There aren't as many guards near the longer gap.]

[exercisms]

[Well. That's fine. It looks like they need to make the long jump. So he'll take a running leap for it, and. . . welp. Apparently all that training actually is paying off!]

[siblingless]

[Truly appreciate this dice being so dedicated to Mob's health and happiness. Sumire's eyes go wide when he successfully makes it across, thoroughly impressed. Unfortunately, the fancy dress isn't getting in her way as she takes a running leap to join him — though she has half a mind to ditch part of the attire. Whew.

Still whispering:]

That was amazing...!

[You go, Mob!! Now that they're here, though, what are their options?]

[dawnblushed]

[Well, fuck. I can honestly say I didn't expect you guys to roll so high.

Anyway, they make it across the gap safely! They don't even dislodge a tile or anything, which I was totally planning on doing on a middling roll. For now, their whereabouts are completely unknown to the guards, who are hurrying in the other direction.

There are two buildings they can jump to from here - one ahead of them that has a short gap and is closer to the palace wall, and one on either side, which have slightly longer gaps.]

[exercisms]

Th-thank you!

[He's so pleased! He's blushing at the compliment! And for that reason, I'm not even rolling. He tries to jump the short gap towards the wall and completely beefs it.]

[siblingless]

[i'm in fucking tears

GOODBYE, MOB!!

Okay, no. Sumire is running immediately to grab him. This is a terrible idea because she's wearing a fancy dress and they are both on a rooftop. Please let them crush a guard if they fall down, Britt.]

[dawnblushed]

[Stop reading my mind, Kyuu.

Which is to say they land directly on top of a guard. There's the crunch of bones under them. The guard is no longer moving. Oops.]

[exercisms]

[Oops. It's probably fine! Standing up, brushing off. Looking at the guard. He's resting. It's fine.]

Oops.

[siblingless]

[Scrambling to her feet. Welp.]

... Oh, no.

[Uh, how much time do they have before more guards come running at them? Did this guard die for nothing or can they loot his body for weapons and disguises? It's fine, none of this is real. Probably.]

[dawnblushed]

[This guard is super fucking dead, his neck is bent at a 90 degree angle.

they can totally loot his body for weapons and disguises, though! He's got a sword and a bow, and he's in the same armor as the other guards. Luckily for Sumi and Mob, said other guards didn't hear any tiles fall off the roof or anything, so they haven't noticed that anything is amiss just yet.

Also the door to the building they're in front of appears to be unlocked! How convenient, maybe they can hide the body.]

[exercisms]

[He's resting!!!

He's. . . not going to be able to help hide a body. Sorry, Sumi.]

We. . . we'll just leave him, and they'll be able to find him and call a doctor.

[siblingless]

[Mob is trying her best and she supports him, even if it isn't quite what they need at this moment. She's going to start robbing this poor, dead man blind, taking his sword and bow first while quietly offering an apology to him. Sorry, but they got places to be.]

... He's dead. A doctor won't be able to do anything for him. [Gently, quietly.] All we can do now is offer him some dignity.

[She says, while pulling off pieces his armor. It's fine. Is there any sound coming from the building? Any convenient windows they can look through?]

Will this fit either of us? It's easier to sneak through this palace if we blend in.

[She's in full WWMSD (What Would Mona-senpai Do?) mode. Though, if the armor is too big to fit them maybe they can use it as a shield or lob it at someone? It's fine. (It is not fine.)]

[dawnblushed]

[The building itself is silent! There aren't any windows, just the unlocked door.

The guard's armor looks like this, so they can probably wear it pretty easily! It seems to be one-size-fits-all.]

[exercisms]

[Way to crush his dreams, Sumi. But he nods, sadly. I don't know if he can put that on, but. He'll wait while Sumi finishes looting. Who are you.]

[siblingless]

[She is finished looting! And I, too, do not know if this will fit her either. It's fine. If the building itself is silent, she's going to pass the bow to Mob and slooooowly open the door a little bit to peek inside. Does she think Mob knows how to use a bow? Sometimes, you just gotta live on a prayer.]

[dawnblushed]

[It looks like it's some sort of storage shed! It's dark in there and it smells a little dusty, but there's no movement coming from inside. There are shelves, but they'd probably need to light a torch (helpfully, there's one along with some flint attached to the wall) to see what's on them.]

[exercisms]

[Haha he definitely cannot use a bow. But he'll hold onto it. He also doesn't know how to light a flint, or what a flint is.]

It's so dark in here.

[siblingless]

[Britt: There is flint they can use to light a torch.
Mob and Sumire: Haha look at these funky rocks.

Sumire squints in the darkness, gently reaching out to feel around while trying very, very hard not to knock anything down. Maybe they should just stuff the corpse and skedaddle.]

I wish I had my phone...

thank you for your patience!

[dawnblushed]

[smh at both of these teenagers

Anyway, just dumping the body and running is an option. Sumire, feeling around, will feel... wooden storage shelves under her fingertips! She'll also feel something that feels like fabric but is kind of lumpy.]

<3

[exercisms]

[Yeah, let's just run. But he will feel around in the room for anything useful on those shelves.]

[siblingless]

[Lumpy???? Cannot wait for them to get caught because Sumire is going to try to pick that thing right up with both hands.]

[dawnblushed]

[Sumi has added one (1) badly-folded blanket to her inventory!

Mob feels something cold and metallic under his fingers. It's too dark in here to tell what it is, though.]

[exercisms]

[Is it a gun. Well, anyway - they probably have to go back out there, right? He'll pull the door open a tiny crack to look out and see if anyone is out there looking for them right now.]