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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Comments

[pulsecannon]

[ Training people in her world usually requires the use of guns or weapons.

ANYWAYS ]

Hey don't swat him!

[ She will go ghost buster on this lady's ass if needed. ]

Arg. Guess that's a bust. [ She'll yeet the crab hat because it's stupid. ]

I'm guessing it's not the Sheriff's hat or the big one then-

[ Cat is by her feet. Hello critter. How do you interact with a cat anyways? She's going to look down at the little furry void ]

[suddenlybees]

[ Kano shakes himself free of the huffy ghost lady and goes to pick up the crab hat. ]

Let's give this one to Sora...

[ Since Sora had asked in his letter for a sign of whether they can see him.

The void stares up at Cater and is in mid-yawn when it suddenly poofs up and starts hissing at the ghost woman, who had floated towards Cater to reach out for that sheriff's hat. ]

[pulsecannon]

You know, he would probably wear it with pride.

[ WHOA NO GHOSTO

Her eyes widen as the woman approaches, and she pulls the big boi hat to get the Sheriff's one off. Time to hand it over quickly. ]

Hey, it's okay... it's okay.

[ Lowering her voice as she talks to the cat. ]

[suddenlybees]

Think if we put a sticker on it he'll know it's from you?

[ Just casually holds this conversation while he's busy looking the crab hat over and dusting it off and completely missing the fact that Cater's between a showdown between the cat and the lady who snatches the sheriff's hat from Cater's hand, looking pleased as a peach to see that she can actually grab it this time, and setting it primly on top of her head with a "humph!"

There's a little surprised yowl from the cat when the ghost poofs away, hat and all, except for the tin star that drops to the ground because it is an integral part of our plan, and scares the cat into ducking behind Cater's legs. ]

[pulsecannon]

He- he doesn't need to know it's from me.

[ She isn't even sure if they were friends or anything. How do you friends?

KANO YOU SHOULD BE HELPING HER HERE instead of playing with crabs. Once she has the hat Cater is sticking her tongue out at the ghost. Then she'll ignore her, while she leans down to scoop up the cat carefully. ]

Don't worry. She's gone...

[suddenlybees]

[ He doesn't need to know, but he'll probably figure it out, considering who in the graveyard even has access to fun stickers.

Kano comes back with the crab hat and places it on Cater's head. There, now her head is warm and cozy again. ]