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GRAVEYARD
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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[He will find Laine someone to date eventually.]
What's with all these orbs, anyway?
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They're probably related to whatever unusual thing is happening to everyone this week. The other side probably has them too.
What do you think will happen if one pops? [Laine isn't popping one yet, but he's thinking about it.]
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[And Shiro just. Reaches out and pops one.
And Laine gets to see that first week of Hell, where Shiro was taking care of two newborns on his own, and he had to deal with bottles and crying and diapers and more crying and no sleep all by himself.]
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I am never having kids. [But he's grinning, too. He knows that there's way more to the story than that temporary exhaustion.]
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I bet it wouldn't be as bad with just one baby, or if you had a partner helping you. Newborn twins all by myself was the worst! I'm glad I got help after that first week.
Ahh, but look at how cute they were back then!
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[And Shiro looks so happy, talking about them. That's what's important, having people who care for you enough that they smile when talking about you.]
Man, compared to that I don't know if I have any memories worth looking at!
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[Shiro certainly looks ready to keel over in those memories.]
C'mon, you know you gotta show me the kids who work for you! You spent so long bragging about them, I'm curious.
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Despite everything, the memory is incredibly fond. Laine cares so much about his entire crew, and Misuzu is someone unbelievably precious. Even if she and Chuuta endlessly act like the middle-schoolers they are.]
Haha... that's about right, for them.
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He certainly is an interesting one! He seems nervous though. And that girl, she seems very unimpressed.
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Chuuta's gotten a little bolder, and he's way more reliable in a pinch than he seemed at first. And we figured out pretty quickly why he talks to himself all the time. [That good good shonen protag development.]
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He is, and with how often Chuuta just starts scolding him, he's pretty opinionated too.
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Ha! He would have gone wild then, if he could talk to anyone.