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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[frostythehitman]

My real clothes. What did you do to my real clothes, that aren't these stupid shorts?!

[suddenlybees]

Aw, but these are real! They're very dapper shorts! Form fitting, you know?

[ extremely... unfortunately... form fitting. If Vezda puts him in a headlock and flexes too hard, he's afraid the seams might burst. ]

[frostythehitman]

[ He steps forward menacingly and does, in fact, look like he's about to hulk out of his clothes. Because you are fully right. These seams are ready to burst. ]

What the hell did my pants ever do to you, huh?

[suddenlybees]

[ This is terrible. Kano ducks a little, so that if Vezda lunges for him, he'll have to lean down too and either the shorts restrict his movements and he won't be able to get Kano as easily, or the shorts won't be able to take the flex and both of them will have to deal with the consequences. ]

They're, like, too restricting? You miss out on the nice breeze if you wear pants all the time! Ah. Doesn't mean I did anything to 'em, though. Just sayin'.

[frostythehitman]

[ He isn't quite attacking, and Kano isn't quite trying to escape, so he lets it be for now, just looming instead. ]

Who the hell else here would bother burning my clothes? What was with you dusting your hands off earlier, huh?

[suddenlybees]

I'm a very clean boy, or something?

[ Maybe he doesn't like his hands dusty! That's not definitive evidence. ]

You got any proof that I did anything? Or are you gonna do what you do best- accuse an innocent person and keep 'em captive for no good reason but your own overconfidence?

[frostythehitman]

[ OH YOU FUCKER-- ]

Oh, you fucker--

[ Here is Vezda, loosening his tie like he means business.

Except he doesn't stop there, because he takes the tie off entirely. And will now try to lasso it around Kano's neck. ]

[suddenlybees]

[ He's caught between a laugh and a yell, hands flying up trying to get between the tie and his throat to preserve as much airway as possible. ]

You're just-- proving me right!!

[ The actions of a guilty man. Not that it matters, though, and Kano's still getting strangled. ]

[frostythehitman]

I would be--if you were innocent!

[ and here he goes, tightening the tie-noose as best he can with Kano's hands scrabbling for purchase. ]

[suddenlybees]

[ Kano's not going to be able to breathe, AND his fingers are going to fall off.

None of this stops him from wasting his breath choking out laughs, though. ]

[heartablaze]

[Well she WAS ignoring this when she heard it was Kano. But now it's yelling and the sound of choking. She doesn't have the time to run and get her sword, so she reaches into the nearest room for the next best thing.

Bucky will hear a few rapid footsteps before Hikaru is rushing up and trying to clock him hard in the face with the the back end of a mop handle.]

Hey, back off!!!

[frostythehitman]

[ The unanticipated hit lands on perfect target and it sends Vezda staggering off to the side, losing his grip on the tie--but only for a moment. He doesn't fall, and as soon as he's steady on his legs again, he's scrambling for the end of the tie again. ]

You back off--this has got nothing to do with you--!

[suddenlybees]

[ It really doesn't have anything to do with Hikaru, but here, once more, is a little girl saving Kano's ass. There's enough of a break to breathe, and he gets more of his fingers into the space between the tie and his throat, but there's not much else he can do but try to roll out of the way and keep the end of the tie out of Vezda's reach. ]

[heartablaze]

[She's following along with how Kano's rolling, whacking hard against Vezda's flesh wrist.]

No! He's my friend, Vezda-san, and this isn't the place to be attacking each other!!! We've suffered enough already!

[I hate this but she is a trained fighter so she can and will feign for another whack at his arms... before swinging low to hit him in the nuts.]

Get off him!

[frostythehitman]

[ Well. He wasn't expecting such a dirty fight from Hikaru of all people, so the nutshot lands square and center and Vezda curls in on himself like a cartoon character before dropping to his knees right where he stands. The tie and Kano are all but forgotten. All he can focus on now are his destroyed balls.

He's also: incapable of human speech right now, so instead just have this very undignified groaning/whining noise. ]

[suddenlybees]

[ Oh. Reminder to self: keep your balls safe when needling Hikaru. It's a double whammy of being called a friend(???) and also seeing Vezda's manhood be destroyed that gets Kano to completely freeze up where he's lying.

Alright.

Cool.

Definitely scrambling up onto his feet and fleeing, byeeee ]

[heartablaze]

[Down Bucky goes, and Hikaru holds her stance to make sure he STAYS down for a second. But then Kano bolts like a frightened deer and her attention snaps towards him.]

Shuuya! Get back here!

[hello do you remember the dog? where was the

oh

here is the dog :)

dog is now jumping on top of kano]

[frostythehitman]

[ Once the initial wave of pain subsides, Vezda falls over backwards to sit on the ground, elbows propped up on his knees.

He looks almost relaxed in that position, but he's obviously not, tense as he is with his fists clenching and his teeth gritted. He knows he's not gonna be able to do anything now, not with Hikaru here, but goddamn does he still feel the burning hot rage.

He hopes that dog burns Kano like Kano burned his clothes. ]

[suddenlybees]

[ He is not going to get back here? When has he ever listened to anything Hikaru requested of him?

Maybe Hikaru's rage stops at properly destruction and if there's any sort of clothing shop in this place, Kano ducks into it so he can further doom Vezda to half torn booty shorts, this has to happen no matter what. Burning is fine! His skin will just slough off and then he can flick the pieces off at Vezda later or something. It'll be worth it. ]

[heartablaze]

[There's a tailor shop according to the locations but somehow he magically avoided the dog??? So the dog's coming after him. Enjoy trying to avoid a large dog in a now much smaller tailor shop. It's fully intent on grabbing him by the hoodie with its teeth.

Hikaru will pursue only a short distance, just to see where they went, before sighing angrily. Aight, the mashin can take care of the noodle boy for right now. She turns back to Bucky to make sure he's not, like.... bleeding...

Sorry, Bucky. :(]

Please don't go anywhere, Vesda-san. I'm gonna go bring him back.

I'll, um... I'll get you some ice, okay?

[frostythehitman]

[ Cripes, he wasn't expecting there to be a full-on chase!

He forces himself to his feet and runs in pursuit after Kano. Not to try to kill him again, because he's sure Hikaru will wreck his ass dick again if he tries that, but. He can't just sit around wallowing when there's some kind of action afoot.

So like, thanks for the sentiment, Hikaru, but he's? got it handled??? ]

[suddenlybees]

[ Why would Vezda also run after him!!!!!! Stop!!!!!!!!!!!! Kano's letter to him asked for one thing ): ]

Stop! Stop- hey! Let go!

[ First degree burns be damned, Kano tries to get the dog to let go of his hoodie, to the extent that he grabs the dog by the mouth and tries to pry its jaws apart, putting up so much more fight than when his own life was threatened by Vezda's tie.

The hoodie is very important, do not burn or tear it. ]

[heartablaze]

[Thankfully the fire dog isn't on Fire right this second so congrats, no burns. Once his hand is near its jaws, though, it is absolutely attempting to grab for his wrist instead. Not enough to draw blood, but it'll probably hurt a little. Stop that.]

A-ah-- Vezda-san, no!!

[COME ON MISTER MOP WE GOTTA GO WHACK AN ARMY MAN IN THE JUNK AGAIN]

[frostythehitman]

[ By the time Vezda makes his way to the tailor's where Kano is, he just. skids to a stop and watches. Looks like the dog's got it under control.

He's a little insulted that Kano is fighting harder against the dog than he did him. ]

[suddenlybees]

[ Vezda should have tried to strangle Kano with his own hoodie, because then Kano would have been the first to knee him in the nuts.

His wrist is indeed getting chomped on, his other hand hesitating beside the side of the dog's face, where he could very easily punch or scratch or poke the thing's eye out to make it let go, but at the same time, he can't bring himself to do anything that would hurt it.

What he can do? Spit in its face. Fire is weak against water, take that. ]