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GRAVEYARD 2.0
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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Chiron
Orpheus
If it is too eerie a sight to bear, well -- unfortunately there is very little else to see. No matter where else you turn, only a spinning black void of nothingness greets you, as if you have been cut off from the world. The only sensation you will understand is that this place will not be kind to you, if you choose to stay.
The boat docks in front of you, against the gray shore. Garbed in a dark, black robe, the captain of this tiny vessel will pull back their hood...
And a young boy with spiky green hair will cheerfully call out with a wave]
Hey!
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Anyway, this is creepy. But Yona doesn't see anywhere to go but forward, so - she tries to smile and waves back to the green-haired boy.]
Hello. [...] Are you heading down the river?
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[He looks. so deeply pleased with himself, rubbing proudly at his nose and trying to make himself look twice as tall. Sadly, the robe he's wearing is too big for him; it's a lost cause]
Do you wanna come with me? The Underworld's that way!
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[...it doesn't seem like she can really go back the way she came, anyway! So, provided the boy doesn't block her from doing so, she'll step onto the boat.]
I'm Yona. What's your name?
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[... The boy stops smiling, shoulders giving a sight slump. The stick he had used to guide the boat is picked back up, and once Yona is safely with him, he will push the end of it against the bank and send them gliding back into the water]
... Sorry. Sensei doesn't know yet. [Tugging some of the cloak more fully over his shoulders, he frowns at the water before abruptly turning back to her]
But it's okay. He paid your way so you wouldn't be stuck here forever. Here--
[And suddenly she will find a grubby little coin of silver pressed into her palm]
Keep that, or you'll get lost. Don't give it to anyone, okay?
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[Yona doesn't know what Sensei means, but she nods and tucks the coin into her sleeve.]
Right. Um, where are we going?
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But the child will answer promptly while going back to face on end of the river, squinting in the distance.]
The Underworld.
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Wha-- really? What kind of sensei do you have?
[He sounds deeply affronted by her lack of knowledge, folding his little arms in judgement]
Well, it's-- I mean... I guess it's...
[... And then with a sudden, cheerful laugh, both hands going to rest on the back of his head]
Y'know, I don't really know either!
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So, I guess we'll figure it out as we go along?
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[The sad little admission comes as the already dark sky above them darkens further, and the waters gurdle and lap at the boat's edge.
It is making fast progress along the river, and if she should squint, Yona will be able to see the beginnings of a bank, a path, and then the dark, yawning mouth of a cave.
-- Though really, even if she should remain facing the boy, he is going to point in the cave's direction, voice quiet]
You have to go by yourself, and find him.
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Prometheus and Pandora
It is peaceful, quiet, a little utopia from heaven.
... Chiron turns to his companion, eyebrows raised high]
Huh.
... Is this... my memory?
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[ There is no way Kano would know, even though he shuffles a little closer to Chiron from where he stood, this place so far removed from what demonic hellscape he was expecting when he'd first stepped through the portal. It's too idyllic... he finds himself not trusting a place like this. Happiness does not exist. He can't find himself comfortable with it. ]
If you know this place... maybe you know the way out of town?
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[Given how Chiron is squinting in every direction, how much he knows is. questionable. Add to the fact that everyone who takes note of them only smiles and waves...
He doesn't shuffle closer to Kano, but his arms fold, dissatisfied, and he takes a glance down at his non-human form.]
Well, we will discover nothing standing here. Let us be on our way.
[Before they can even decide on a direction, however, they are interrupted by a shout! A joyous one, in fact, as a rather beautiful young woman garbed in a long toga approaches them, her blond hair swept over her ears.
She looks Kano directly in the eye, smiling dreamily.
"Darling! There you are! "]
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Um.
[ He glances over at Chiron for a split second, unsure, but then places the smile on his face and opens his arms wide to this strange woman and hopes very hard that she isn't a demon. ]
Honey, I'm home~
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"Where have you been? With you friend, I assume -- well, that's quite alright, though do tell me next time if you'll be out!"
She breezes through the conversation, barely taking a breath between the hug and then pulling back, smiling at Chiron now over Kano's shoulder.
"And who are you? Well, that hardly matters, ha! But you must join us for dinner, you simply must! The food is already prepared!"
Her shoulders pump up with the pride of an innocent, almost child-like in its naivety. As impossibly happy as the scenery. "Oh, oh! And I have a surprise!"
-- Chiron, meanwhile, is desperately trying to get his expression in order, but keeps glancing between the woman and Kano in vexation. Muttering to himself:]
No... I refuse to believe this memory is mine.
[-- EHEM. CLEARING HIS THROAT]
Yes, if you... if you have the meal prepared, I suppose we have no choice?
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[ That is to say, Kano would like to believe this is a memory, that everything is already set in stone and regardless of how he plays his role here, things will happen as they should have happened. ]
Anyways, my friend and I were gonna head out again— we were in the middle of something super important! It'll only be for a little bit, and we'll be back for dinner! Wouldn't miss it for the world~
[ They absolutely have a choice, Chiron, come on. ]
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But the girl pauses, then frowns, a disappointed huff on her tongue.
"Oh, you are always like that. But really, this time, it's important--"
A beat, and then she will lean in close with a stage whisper, eyes bouncing between the two men. "Zeus -- the gods -- they gifted me a magic urn! And told me I must open it by this evening, if I wish to bless the world!"
-- And by Kano's side, Chiron stiffens slightly, eyes widen and uncertain for reasons he can't quite explain]
An... urn?
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Kano doesn't say this out loud, but the look is on his face. ]
Is it so easy to bless the world? What, does it cure all disease and end all war? As if happiness is so easy to come by... You're being taken for a fool, dear.
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She must. She must. She must. And her smile doesn't budge from her face, happy and eager, the eyes of a doll who will play her part regardless, for that is how she was created.
"The gods have bid it so. Who am I to deny them? Zeus promised us, after all."
Her eyes flicker to Chiron, head tilted at too sharp of an angle to be natural.
"Is that not so, Great Centaur? Tell me -- where do your allegiances lie? With the humans whom your brethren will spurn, the ones who fear you -- or with your divine sisters and brothers?"
It has suddenly gone very quiet, as every pair of eyes in the village are on Chiron, no matter that he is taking an uncertain step back.]
-- I. I don't... remember...
[Weakly, he will glance to Kano, as if asking for counsel. What does he do...]
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He meets Chiron's eyes, but how is he supposed to know what to do?
Nevertheless, Kano steps forward when Chiron steps back, putting himself between the centaur and the doll. ]
His allegiance is with himself, as is mine to mine own self. But who are any of us to deny the gods. Consider me intrigued~ Let us see this urn of yours.
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Achilles
Chiron and his companion are at the top of a large, grassy hill that in one direction, overlooks a sprawling city and castle standing firm in the distance--
and in the other, overlooks a small cottage near the base of a cave.
In terms of distance, the cave and cottage are much closer, but Chiron will glance at the one beside him with his brow arched]
... Which direction shall we go?
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Mmn... the city would be better.
[Maybe? Her brow furrows harder as she glances back up at him.]
Why are we here anyway, Sensei? This place is beautiful, but... I don't remember it at all.