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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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[claps her hands together as they enter the kitchen]
Both can be fried into a delicious cake after being pulverized.
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[already fetching the pans and pots she'll need for this SHARK MEAL]
Would you mind assisting me in this endeavor, Master Shiro? I'll need your assistance in making the side dish.
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[time to work!! Sharon is a damn good cook, so it isn't long before the kitchen is filled with the delectable smells of CRAB CAKES]
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On the other, we have 'my 15-year-old is a better cook than me' Shiro.
That sauce is going to be a little runny and salty.]
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My. . .
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. . . you may need to thicken it a bit.
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[He remembers THAT much. Hopefully he doesn't put too much in.]
My kid's better at this than I am.
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[brb she is fetching the fried crab cakes from the pan and placing them on a paper towel to dry and cool]
And when you return home, you should ask your children for lessons.
[A LIGHT TEASE]
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It's easier to bum food off of Rin!
[He mixes the cornstarch with a bit of warm water, and then that goes into the sauce. It does thicken it up, but will it affect the flavor? Hopefully the shark will not notice.]
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Heehee, I had no idea you were so lazy, Master Shiro.
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[He says it good-naturedly.
BACK TO THE SHARK THEY GOOO but shark is under the water. How to communicate.]
What if we chum the water with some of the sauce, think it'll get her to come to the surface?
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[she leans over the pier to peer (hah) at the murky waves, the plate of crab cakes in hand]
I suppose we could try. I will let you do the honors, Master Shiro.
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Shiro leans over to pour some of the sauce in the water. But not too much, just enough to get the scent in the water.
The shark does swim up to it and sniff at it, but she seems unsure. Sauce alone isn't a trendy meal, even for fish on a diet. But they have her attention at least.]
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Excuse me!
[Sharon calls out in a sing-song voice, waving as she does so]
We have something very delicious for you! ♥ If you could stick your head out of the water and open your mouth wide, we would very much appreciate it!
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THIS IS A LOT TO ASK OF A SHARK
But the 'above water' challenge is popular with her friends, so maybe she can risk it? If nothing else, she can get those cool points.
So she sticks her nose out and opens her mouth.]