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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[lionson]

[Snow Shiro it is, then. He'll try not to be grumpy.]

She sends a huntsman at first, but the huntsman decides to help Snow White instead of killing her. So then she disguises herself as an old lady and goes to poison Snow White.

[pulsecannon]

I can be the huntsman then! And maybe we can borrow Kano's cat to play the queen?

[lionson]

That works. We can make little puppets to be the seven dwarves, they're not important to the story anyway.

[Time to literally make paper bags into little stand-up dwarves.]

[pulsecannon]

I'll go get our queen then!

[ Time to go grab the cat and put it on her shoulder as she opens the script up finally. ]

Eh. Maybe we should just make up our own lines up.

[lionson]

That's probably for the best. There's no princes to kiss Snow White awake.

[He is not interested in smooching you, sorry Cater.]

[pulsecannon]

[ old people are gross anyways ]

If we need someone to play the prince, we can always borrow on of the other old guys.

[ Where's Bucky or Schwaven ]

[lionson]

I don't think that'd work, I'm old and wrinkly. Besides, I'm pretty sure they like girls.

[Not commenting on himself because he had been thinking about smooches lately, and nobody needs to know his personal preferences.]

[pulsecannon]

How about your doll then? You did get one, right?

[ She knows she has one. And Kano has one he's trying to sell off to someone ]

[lionson]

My doll is of my kids. I'm not kissing it. Kissing one of the old guys here is better than that.

We can also change the story so no kiss is needed. Snow White can take the queen's punk ass in a fight.

[pulsecannon]

Who says it needs to be a romantic kiss anyways? Family love should count, right?

[ That's just her thoughts.

The Queen's punk ass is still just chilling on Cater's shoulder looking sleepy. ]

Maybe I should lend the Queen my gun to make them look more threatening.

[ Cat with gun ]

[lionson]

Well the original story ended with Snow White marry the prince, so that wouldn't really be family love.

[Cat with a GUN!

Shiro is making little dolls to represent the seven dwarfs as they talk.]

So the queen orders the Huntsman to kill Snow White, and the Huntsman decides to help Snow White instead. Then the Queen goes after Snow White herself.

I'm not so sure we can have a climactic final battle between me and a cat though. I'll have to really pretend it's a struggle.

[pulsecannon]

You could try petting that cat's stomach. Watch...

[ Grabbing the cat from her shoulder and flipping them on to their back. Look at that cat belly. ]

Go ahead and try.

[ The cat's tail is twitching ]

[lionson]

That looks like a trap.

[He does reach out to pet the belly.

It is absolutely a trap. Claw time!]

[pulsecannon]

[ claw time. the cat grips on tight with nails, while kicking with their back feet ]

See? You've already been defeated.

[ Taste defeet ]

[lionson]

Let go, cat!

[He is trying to pull away. Unfortunately, claws stick in wool pretty good.]

This isn't defeat, it's a minor setback!

[pulsecannon]

Just accept that you won't win here.

[ She does reach to rub the cat's head to get to relax. The claws loosen their hold, while the legs still kick. ]

[lionson]

[Shiro is going to ham it tf up and flop over dramatically once the cat lets go.]

Oh no, I have been defeated by the evil queen! Huntsman, save me!

[pulsecannon]

[ Looks at him on the ground. Looks at the cat in her arms. ]

I don't think so. I mean, how can I say no to these eyes?

[ Shifting the "queen" to hold them up. ]

Time to perish, princess.

[lionson]

No! Such betrayal! And I don't even have a prince to save me!

[He will 'scream' as he covers his head with his arms.]

1/2

[pulsecannon]

Only because you're picky. You should lower your standards a bit.

[ Then she'll put the cat down. Pulling out the pistol to aim at him. ]

[pulsecannon]

[ Then she'll pull off her cape in a quick motion to drop it on the cat. The cat seems to think it's play time and is rolling under there. ]

Now that the queen is gone, you should get out of here.

[lionson]

[Oho. Cater certainly is a good actress.

He grins as he pulls himself up, gives a little salute, and 'runs off'. He's not going very far, because it's part of the story, but yes.]

Now Snow White has to find a house with all the dwarves in it to hide in.

[pulsecannon]

[ It helps that she has actually had to hunt people down for missions.

She'll grab a couple of the dwarves and then squint at their appearance ]

I suppose these will have to do.

[lionson]

Yep! Though now the queen is supposed to kill the huntsman for betraying her trust and then go looking for Snow White.

[He glances to the cat again.]

...

Maybe the huntsman should usurp the queen and become the new queen.

[pulsecannon]

[ Also looks at the "queen" who is batting a paw out from under the cape to swipe at anything that moves. ]

That sounds pretty dangerous. Maybe we can both rule together?

[ Kneeling down to run her fingers across the cape to watch the cat move to follow them ]