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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WEEK FIVE

[retellers]

[ fox is around. ]

[siblingless]

[my brain is leaking out of my ears rn so i will ask questions Later but ftr

she will bring food from the weekly scream about plot meeting for fox, still metaphorically sweaty as fuck. enjoy!]

[retellers]

[ thank you sumi, best girl ]

[heartablaze]

[Here she comes, hello. For once, she doesn't have ice cream. Just a Fire Dog. Weird.]

Fox-san...

I want to try and send something to somebody on the other side. Are... you able to do that?

I know Goat-san said that the path you have to travel is really dangerous, so I don't want to ask it if it's going to be even worse for you. But...

[She has to ask.]

[retellers]

I can try, although I can't guarantee it'll remain intact.

[heartablaze]

Mn. Thank you. I just want people to know we're okay somehow, with something that isn't just the messages. I think sending something they can all see might help that.

Do you know if the leaders in the town right now can do things for us, either?

[retellers]

Depends on what you're thinking of. They can come if you call for them, but it's not safe for multiple of us to be in here at once.

[heartablaze]

[She looks a little embarrassed for a moment.]

Like... moving things, or picking flowers for the shrine, or... you know. Stuff like that.

[retellers]

Hypothetically, I could ask them, I suppose.

[heartablaze]

Just... hypothetically, though. [She deflates like a balloon. Long words escape her, but even she knows that means "maybe, maybe not."]

Okay.

I'll, um... I'll think about it, then. Thank you.

[maidforservice]

[SLIDING IN POST-MEETING WITH. . . what else but more tea!!!]

Oh! I'm glad to see that you're with us this week, Fox.

[retellers]

[ tea! ]

Haha, looks like it's my turn.

[ it probably makes sense considering that like a third of the dead people are... fox's... ]

[maidforservice]

[AT LEAST FOX IS OUTNUMBERED BY. . . GOAT???]

Selfishly, I've been waiting for this week. Instead of staying inside the mansion, shall we talk a walk outside and enjoy the sights together?

[retellers]

[ are they, tho :')

they smile. ]

As you wish.

[maidforservice]

[this comment aged me ten years before I realize we don't know Alyssa's team and she could be a Fox, I hate this]

[extends her arm towards them!!]

Then shall we?

[retellers]

[ taking her arm! ]

No time like the present. 𝅘𝅥𝅮

[maidforservice]

[hooray!! out the front door they go, into the bright sunshiny day in deadland! ✨]

Indeed. Life can be quite short, after all.

[Sharon ur already dead]

[suddenlybees]

Hiya! Hey!

[ hi!!! ]

I need to know, who's more subtle, you or Goat? Also, you or Rabbit? I'm kinda lookin' for a middle ground, here.

[retellers]

Me, probably.

[suddenlybees]

Is that you for both? What about between Goat and Rabbit? The middle ground...

[retellers]

Me for both! As for the two of them... it depends? Roughly equal, maybe.

[suddenlybees]

So, like, not at all. Did you see Goat just leaving those hats out there? Like, that's worse than people sharing their letters! Those are supposed to be private??

[ He cannot FATHOM people having friends with whom to share letters with, what the fuck ]

[retellers]

Oh, if that's your concern, Rabbit should be fine. Given Goat's unfamiliarity with social conventions, you would have to tell them this sort of thing.

[suddenlybees]

Rabbit never gave my note to Zuko. I gave them, like, one job.

[frostythehitman]

[ After the CYOA participants come back on Thursday, Vezda approaches Fox. ]

Hey. We can send things over to the living, right?