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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 get up on the horse!
Said horse looks Unsure.]
Here, pass me the kid.
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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.]
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Whoa! You okay? [And is the kid okay? No, but he's holding on well as the horse kicks.]
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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.]
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[The horse does not look ready to accept sugar cubes.]
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[If Laine offers the apples, the horse will indeed trot over to investigate.]
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Laine's just going to stand very still and offer those apple slices. He's trying his best not to get bit.]
All right. I guess I'll distract it so you can help the kid. Do you think we should tie the horse up?
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[Laine can feed the horse, Shiro is going for the reins to tie said horse to the fence nearby.
The kid looks torn between fear and excitement, by the way.]
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All right, let's try this again. You ready, kid? [The kid is as ready as he'll ever be.]
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And then gets tossed himself.
Kid, or old man. Which are you going to catch, Laine?]
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There you go. [And he sets him down.
HOPEFULLY THAT COUNTED I DONT THINK SHIRO'S OLD MAN BONES CAN HANDLE THIS AGAIN]
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Also the horses all panic and are running away now. try not to get trampled. Shiro probably is. Thank god they can't die again here.]
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THIS WAS A BAD IDEA.]
Get up!
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[It's good that Laine is there to help him to his feet though, because yeah these horses are not paying attention and are totally knocking them about. Maybe they can hold onto the fence and not die? Shiro will grab onto Laine with one arm and the fence with the other and just hold on for dear life.]
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But once the herd is gone, Shiro will carefully lift his head up to look in the direction the horses ran.]
So, uh.
Think we should warn everyone?
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[Time to WALK AWAY and act like they didn't just cause a stampede.]
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