GRAVEYARD

[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, but it leads you to somewhere that's not the front lawn. 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. On the desk are some blank pieces of paper along with crayons, as well as a written note next to them that says PLEASE DRAW THE PREFERRED ANIMAL :). It looks like this is how you ask for a meeting with a Leader. 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. As of Week 3, each person has the ability to send messages on their PHS unlocked.

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WEEK 3

[maidforservice]

i. monday, dining area

[HELLO NEW GRAVEYARD FRIENDS!! guess what? you're greeted with a lovely spread of tea and cookies this happy Monday morning ♥ they all smell delicious and wonderful!! old graveyard friends are welcome, also. in fact, Sharon is making a point of going around the mansion to make sure everyone gathers in the dining area today]

[and once most (if not all) people are there, she claps her hands together and bows]

Good morning. ♥ Please, welcome our new guests with a smile and a warm greeting. But while we are all here, there are a few things I could like to discuss.

First: the realm is destabilizing because those on the other side are breaking the rules-- specifically, the rule about sharing teams. However, Fox assured me that it was quite all right for those of us on this side to share our teams with each other without any negative effects. I imagine it has something to do with the dimension in which we have found ourselves. So, if you will--

[another bow]

Let us share our teams with each other. It might be helpful in assisting me with a hypothesis I've had for quite some time now. ♥

Second, Fox has informed me that there is a way for us to return to the "realm of the living," if you truly believe we are still "dead" here. [DOUBT DOT PNG]

However. . . it unfortunately requires more bloodshed.

[SAYS THE WOMAN WHO TRIED TO KILL A DUDE WEEK ONE]

This is because the nova gathered from a murder is of a specific type, and that type of nova can build a bridge from this realm to the "living" realm. Enough people must kill on Thursday nights for this nova to be gathered. Specifically, Fox told me it had to be two people. I do not know what will happen if we fail to kill two people on Thursday nights.

[a pause]

And for now, that is all that I have. But if anyone else has learned anything, please do feel free to speak up.

[oh!]

And help yourself to tea and cookies in the process. Thank you for your time.

[suddenlybees]

I knew it had to be two people!! That's what I've been saying all this time!

[ HE WAS RIGHT


FOR THE WRONG REASONS BUT HE WAS RIGHT ]

[maidforservice]

[KANO. . .]

[looking at him, like. explain, sir???]

[suddenlybees]

[ No! You explain! You're the one who knows things!! ]

Is Fox your Leader, then? How come it was only Soo-won when you tried? There were so many sleeping people around.

[laid]

[Schwann looks pretty out of it one way or another, waking up in a weird mystery house after dying it weird but not being able to see it is even weirder! On the other hand this isn't the first time he's woken up after dying so y'know, sure. Why not.]

So you're saying that in order to undo all the killing that's been happening, they have to keep killing people?
[THIS SEEMS.... BACKWARDS.]

I don't have any new information to share, but I'm on Goat's team.

[maidforservice]

[Sharon is actually delivering him a cup of tea personally, taking his wrist in one of her hands and placing it against his palm so he knows what he's taking. WHAT A MONDAY]

So it seems. It is rather gruesome, isn't it. . .?

[and yet, she doesn't seem fazed]

If it is not obvious from my source, I am a loyal agent of Master Fox. Heehee, though they have long since requested I drop the "master."

[laid]

[SHARON... THAT'S SO SWEET. He thanks her in that quiet offhand way you do when someone gives you food, you know the way. He'll be quiet for a moment, trying to decide what to think of Sharon, who he can only vaguely remember that he definitely knows. It really depends on what actually transpired back then. The didn't figure out how either her or Cater had died, he remembers that much.]

None of the leaders seem keen on that sort of familiarity. Did he say whether we're allowed to disclose the teams of the living here? I know one other person's team, but I don't know if disclosing it here would do more harm than good.

[tensecondsahead]

... really? Then that's something we have in common.

[laid]

They're a reliable one, don't you think?

[HE'S FOND OF GOAT.]

[pulsecannon]

Hey, wait! You do have something you can share. Can you even remember who the heck killed you?

[laid]

[Ah, that.]

I didn't think it was relevant to the discussion at hand, but I do remember. Did you want to know?

[SPILL THE BEANS, OLD MAN.]

[pulsecannon]

I heard from Wolf about no one following the rules. It's been taking a big toll from our masked bosses.

[maidforservice]

Yes. . . it has. As I said before, Fox was quite exhausted when we shared tea.

[Fox :(]

I presume no one really asked what the consequences were for breaking the rules.

[pulsecannon]

They probably don't really care. [ Huffing out a breath ] I told Wolf he should just kick their asses so they'll learn, but he said they are planning on reminding them.

[tensecondsahead]

[Laine is not having a good day in general, but he's alive and has managed to get to the kitchen without running in to too many things. He already only had one eye why is he blind?? That's not very cash money of the realm.]

The threat is pretty obvious. If they don't kill two people on Thursday, we don't get to come back. So we're supposed to figure out how to make sure that happens every week.

[laid]

The question is, is it worth it trying to reach the required amount when they could fall short, and that would just result in more people being dead, pointlessly.

[Says the guy who's clearly fine with staying dead.]

[tensecondsahead]

[READS THE CLARIFICATION and also]

We just have to get a message to them somehow.

[pulsecannon]

Might as well just leave it to them then. If we tell them they need to kill twice a week, it could lead to a stupide pile up or something.

[tensecondsahead]

I'd like to think they wouldn't, but you're probably right.

[maidforservice]

-- ah my apologies, it seems I misstated slightly.

[NEITHER JAN NOR AL CAN READ, IT'S FINE]

Please understand when I say that "enough people must kill on Thursday nights" and "it must be two people," I mean that at least two people from each team must successfully kill someone.

[SO. TWO WOLF MURDERS, TWO FOX MURDERS, ETC ETC]

My apologies for the confusion.

[pulsecannon]

I wonder if that means they can team up to kill or would that not count?

[laid]

[CLOSES HIS EYES.... NOT THAT IT CHANGES ANYTHING.... JUST OUT OF TIREDNESS.]

Which would be easier to plan out if they weren't banned from sharing teams.
[WHO PUT THESE RULES IN PLACE.]

[yamantaka]

--That's a kind of backwards way of saving people.

[ says the person who did just that

he's picking up a cookie and nibbling at it but then frowning when he does so ]

[maidforservice]

[jiiiiii]

But it's not dissimilar to what you did, is it Master Shima?

[suddenlybees]

[ Oh, there he is. Kano calls out from the other side of the room. ]

Shimaaaaaaa!! Who's your leader??!