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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Comments

[misstrust]

Oh, I intend to. Especially if they were the ones who suggested the evidence to frame me.

[infreefall]

They're the ones who mentioned it to me, but I couldn't tell you whose idea it was first.

[ . . . ]

I can't ask you not to be mad or anything, but... they were just trying to help us get through this, same as the rest of us. Maybe it could have been done a little better, but... Xie Lian always said that trying and failing was better than doing nothing.

[misstrust]

It's not as though I don't see what they were trying to accomplish. And if nothing else, I'm glad we were able to achieve the final two requirements.

... Well, any other discussion will have to be between them and me. It's my own selfishness, after all.

[infreefall]

I don't think it's wrong of you to be upset or anything.

[ dorothy is 100% valid in her opinion? ochako just wonders if it's a little unfair to blame all of them, but... it's not like she was really in on how they decided to frame her. ]

But, um... good luck talking to them when we make it back.

[misstrust]

[ Talking will come first, if nothing else. There's too much she needs to confirm. ]

Thank you. And I hope Claude can at least remember how to hug a cute young lady when we return.

[infreefall]

[ her face just immediately turns red?! ]

W-What?! Why would he - what?

[misstrust]

Hm?

[ Wow, Ochako. ]

[infreefall]

[ look sometimes you are a teenage girl who can't handle feelings. just give her a moment to recover! her cheeks are still burning but it's fine! ]

I... I'm just... looking forward to seeing everyone again.

[ no one in particular!! all of them!! ]

You must be, too, right? Or... some of them, at least.

[misstrust]

I did agree to kill so that all of us could go home, you know.

[ Dorothy shrugs, lightly. ]

Though I'm not all that embarrassed to admit that there are some I'd like to see more than others. We all have our biases.

[infreefall]

I know.

...Do you think it'll really work? I mean... there's still no path here yet.

[misstrust]

Mm, I think it will!

[ Dorothy says this rather cheerfully? ]

No one really said it would happen immediately-- and there's still the matter of getting our memories back, so I'm sure that must have something to do with what remains. But...

We'll be out of here, I'm certain of it.

[ Or Ange will set the Realm on fire and that will probably not be Ideal. ]

[infreefall]

They didn't really say anything about what would happen...

[ at least not that ochako heard, but she never knows anything, so maybe she's wrong! ]

I hope it happens soon, though. Especially for the people who've been here longer. Everyone's been worried.

[misstrust]

I know. I'm sure they've been ready to leave for weeks. [ Dorothy sure would have been, if she'd died a lot earlier. ]

Well, keep your chin up. A lady is at her most beautiful when she's facing forward and keeping her head lifted and her chest held proudly.

[ Okay, Dorothy. ]

And if nothing else, I'll look into doing what I can. Sitting and relaxing is, sadly, not something I'm accustomed to.

[infreefall]

I'm not really worried about being beautiful or anything like that... but I know what you mean about sitting around.

At least this place healed your leg! That's one less thing to worry about.