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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[tensecondsahead]

I can help teach a backflip, but I'm not quite sure what a horse is.

[lionson]

[He just. Points to a horse.]

Those things over there. Those are horses.

[tensecondsahead]

... okay. Do you think it's going to stand still for long enough for someone to do a backflip off of it?

[lionson]

Probably not. It's probably going to thrash about and make doing flips that much harder.

Let's start by teaching flips on the ground though. Once the kid has that down, we can move on to doing it in difficult situations.

[tensecondsahead]

All right. Do you know how to do a flip, kid? [The kid just. stares.]

Okay, do you know how to do any acrobatics at all? [Nope.]

[lionson]

Can you even jump?

[STILL. A STARE.]

...hmm. Maybe we're looking at this the wrong way. What if we just hold onto the kid and do a flip off the horse ourselves?

[tensecondsahead]

So, one of us on the horse to throw him off, and one of us on the ground to catch him?

[lionson]

That's what I'm thinking, yeah. You wanna throw, or catch?

[tensecondsahead]

... you've ridden a horse before, haven't you? Is that something you'd feel safe doing now?

[lionson]

[He thinks to Kuro. Giant cat Kuro.]

Yeah, sure, I can do it.

[tensecondsahead]

All right. I'll help you from the ground. [The... person they're supposed to helping is just waiting patiently.

Laine takes a few confident steps toward the horses. Who... look over at him, and snort, looking restless. He stops, and looks back at Shiro.]

Are horses normally really skittish?

[lionson]

They can be, if the person going near them is nervous.

[He looks to the kid. The kid looks a little unsure at this plan.]

...how about I get up first, and then you pass the kid off to me?

[tensecondsahead]

All right. Are you ready, kid? [The kid does not look ready.]

Come on, you asked for this.

[lionson]

[Well, Shiro is grabbing the reins of the horse to climb up. But the horse is going to pull away, because it Does Not Want.]

Hold on, this horse needs to be calmed down. Are there sugar cubes around?

[tensecondsahead]

Yeah. [Laine says. And pulls a couple sugar cubes out of his pocket and hands most of them over. He does eat one himself.]

[lionson]

[Laine plz

He will take the sugar cubes though, and after giving Laine a Look for eating one, he'll offer one out to the horse.

For what it's worth, horse does seem to take the offering. Maybe it's calmer?]

[tensecondsahead]

[He's just going to stand here, sucking on that sugar cube, watching the horse debate calming down.]

Do you think it's ready?

[lionson]

Well, we can try again.

[He will get up on the horse!

Said horse looks Unsure.]

Here, pass me the kid.

[tensecondsahead]

[Said kid looks unsure, but Laine helps hand him up to Shiro on the horse.]

[lionson]

[The horse seems Unsure. But it's not running yet.]

Okay, sit right here for a moment, I gotta stand up first.

[It's when Shiro stands up that the horse bucks and knocks Shiro off.

Shiro falls, but the kid holds on for dear life and stays on.]

[tensecondsahead]

[At least Laine's able to catch Shiro as he falls off.]

Whoa! You okay? [And is the kid okay? No, but he's holding on well as the horse kicks.]

[lionson]

[Thank you Laine, his back won't be broken today.]

I'm fine, but the kid!

[The kid is still on the horse, but the horse is now bucking around the fenced in area. Getting close is too dangerous too. What do.]

[tensecondsahead]

Do you know how to try to calm it down? [Laine wants to get in there, but he also doesn't want to get kicked, and normally this wouldn't be a problem at all, but he's slower without his powers, and he also just doesn't have any depth perception.]

[lionson]

More sugar?

[The horse does not look ready to accept sugar cubes.]

[tensecondsahead]

Do they like fruit? [Laine... has a sealed bag of sliced apples in a pocket, and he pulls it out.]