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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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Alright. Now it's your turn.
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Mn. Thank you. You didn't need to do that.
[That was her mess????????
She'll just sigh, though, crossing her arms in front of her as her expression softens.]
Okay. Truth or dare, Vezda-san?
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Hmmm...
[ He's not quite drunk enough yet to go hog wild, so... ]
Truth.
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How much have you forgotten, that you can guess at?
You don't need to be specific, if you don't want to. But... what kind of things are you missing?
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...A lot, I think.
You remember last week, how those bubbles kept showing our memories to each other? A lot of mine never happened--or at least, I don't remember them. And I look...way older than I remember being. So.
[ He laughs--it's an attempt at lightening the mood, but it comes out harsh and almost bitter. ]
My brain's gotta look like swiss cheese by now, huh?
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Her eyes cloud a littlen her smile empathetic.]
It's really a little scary, isn't it...
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The people around you will help you remember when we have the chance, Vezda-san. Just like a lot of us know your name, even if you can't hear it anymore. I remember what you told me, and I'll try to remember it until the very end.
But... all we can do is be who we are right now, with each other, even if it's scary. We might just fall apart under our own fear otherwise.
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Plus, he's not ignorant. He knows he's been an asshole to everyone for weeks here, and only stopped...it feels like this past week. He doesn't like the idea that forgetting huge chunks of his life has only made him happier.
But he's not about to talk about ANY of that haha! ]
Yeah, well. You're up. Truth or dare.
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What's the best thing that's happened to you since getting to the Realm?
[ softball question! because Vezda desperately wants to get off the depressing topic of how much he doesn't remember!! ]
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Pfft, I should've known you'd go for something so sappy.
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