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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[pulsecannon]

I'll be sure to let them know that then.

[ Cater will remember this. ]

[laid]

[A look of surprise passes over his face as if he only now realized that he could get away with them not knowing how things went down as long as no one told on him.

But now, that choice he didn't know he has is being snatched away!]

... Cater?
[Said with the same tone as please?]

[pulsecannon]

[ Look, he just said they can get mad at him later. ]

What? Got a problem?

[laid]

[He didn't think he had another choice!!! He wasn't at trial he figured it was obvious he didn't fight back!!!]

If they don't already know, there's no reason to tell them.

[pulsecannon]

There's no take backs. You just said they can get mad at you later for it.

[laid]

I wish I knew what I did to offend you so badly.

[PLS NO BULLY HE DOESN'T REMEMBER BEING A WEIRD OLD PERVERT.]

[pulsecannon]

Well, giving up on life is added to the list. You were also a huge pervert during that first trial. You're also old and seem like you're hiding something.

[ Also old people are selfish assholes in her world so she's already coming in with a huge bias that isn't anyone's fault ]

[laid]

[He could explain a lot of the "hiding something" stuff but first;]

I was??
[DURING A TRIAL? WHY? WHAT SORT OF PERSON IS THIS "RAVEN," REALLY???]

[pulsecannon]

Did you hit your head or something? You were being a major perv weirdo!

[laid]

[Ah, well, she's been dead, even if Sharon says they've been able to watch.... Obviously they wouldn't have seen anything? But people kept saying that he was wearing his hair different and talking differently?? Ah well.]

No. That person, "Raven," I lost my memories of being him.

[pulsecannon]

What the heck is that even supposed to mean?

[laid]

[CATER HOW DO YOU EXPECT HIM TO EXPLAIN SOMETHING HE CAN'T REMEMBER?]

... As far as I understand from what others told me, "Raven" works for the head of the Guild Union. As First Captain of the Imperial Knights, who the Guilds live in defiance of, I would have to take on a different identity to be allowed in that space. As far as the circumstances as to why that happened, I can only guess at.

[pulsecannon]

Let me get this straight... you pretend to be some skirt chasing hobo just to infiltrate a group who you're fighting against?

[ ... ]

Why are spies so weird?

[laid]

[HE WISHES YOU WOULDN'T PUT IT LIKE THAT, BUT;]

That would seem to be the case, yes. Personally, I have no issue with the guilds, but I do what the Commandant asks of me.
[He's the one with the beef.]

[pulsecannon]

Orders are orders.

[ She knows how that is. ]

I'm still trying to wrap my mind around the persona you picked. Are you sure you aren't secretly a weirdo under it all?

[laid]

[He doesn't know much about what Raven is like, but;]

The guilds are made up of people who wished to live outside the Empire's laws, so they often are eccentric and shady people, given to causing problems. Does that help?