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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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You're not allowed in here.
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Why not? Is something bad in there?
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[ No Shiros allowed in the death house thanks!!! ]
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[ If you're dead. You're not supposed to be dead. ]
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Where am I supposed to go, then? It's not like I can just turn around and go back.
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Sure you can! Go find Swan and cling to cling to their arm and maybe cry a little to see if they'll take you back?
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[ Shiro!! Kano's murder plans!!!!!!! ]
But if you're up for haunting, I got, like, a list.
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[No murder plans!!!
But he does speak with a soft voice, like he's trying to comfort a child who's having bad dreams.]
I lost, Kano. He and I fought, and I lost. And now I'm here. I don't think bothering Swan will get me to go back, either.
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You guys are so stupid... How could you lose? Didn't you promise to live, no matter what?
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[Is Kano still pushing against him? Because if he can, Shiro will try to pull Kano into a hug.]
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He goes stiff at the hug, like he's not sure what to do in response to one besides freeze up until it all passes. ]
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Let's go together, then. I still have to keep my promise to you.
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[ He is very easily picked up, caught between trying his hardest not to move but also trying his hardest not to knee Shiro in the stomach, because the last time he was picked up like this must have been when he was really little, by his not-evil dad, and that thought guts him, thanks. ]
How are you supposed to do that, over here?
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[Lucky for them it's desert town this week, getting a cactus will be easy.
And even if Kano's minimal squirming threatened their balance, Shiro seemed to know how to carry someone and counter-act their movement. He's carried both of his kids at the same time before, this is nothing.
He'll set Kano down once they're inside the door, though.]
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You remember about the cactus.
[ He didn't think Shiro would have been working on it, amongst everything else going on. All the killing and dying and being dead. ]
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Of course I remember. I promised, didn't I? And before you say "you promised to live too", this is a promise I can still keep here.
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And how're you planning on doing that, when you won't cry to Swan to be let out of hell?
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[ I don't have any crying icons, so it's literally impossible, they'll need a different plan to get out of hell. ]
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[ HOW IS THIS NOT MIGHTY SUS TO ANYBODY ELSE how do you not hear this and not go "sure, Satan" ]
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