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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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Kano tries to nod his head and it just sort of flops forward and he has to catch his head before he bashes his nose against his own chest. Blood everywhere. Somehow, he's still smiling.
Using his hands to steady his head, he nods his head. ]
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[That might. . . help keep. . . his head on?]
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Think you can get this over his head to act as a neck brace? Without popping off said head? ]
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[A little nervous to pop his head, off, yeah. Holding on to the tube.]
H. . . hold really still.
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C. . . carefully trying to slide it over his head without moving his head around too much.]
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I don't want to injure you worse. . .
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The pressure stopper immediately pops open and the ring deflates with a sad fweeeeeeeeeeee-- ]
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Oh. . . oh no.
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Kano just laughs, or attempts to, but blood bubbles up from his throat instead. He pats Mob on the arm in consolation, and mimes flexing. ]
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He points at the pressure stopper.
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[That's. So gross. But he likes Kano.]
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Kano is very patient. ]
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Success!
Kano pats Mob on the head and gets blood on his hair. ]
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