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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[heartablaze]

...Heh... Shiro-san. The second one is Shiro-san.

[She wipes at her eyes for a moment.]

You didn't promise, then... [Which is true - the only things he ever promised her, he's kept so far...] So... a different word. Like... agreed?

[suddenlybees]

[ It's Shiro. Him and Goat and now Hikaru... some sort of agreement.

He places his hand flat on his chest and then curls his fingers into a fist before holding his fist straight out towards Hikaru. ]

[heartablaze]

[There's a little bit of a broken laugh as she nods and returns the fist with one of her own, shaking as she presses it against his, then gently bops it again from the top, and from the bottom.

I want you to have a chance.]

[suddenlybees]

[ .................HE FORGOT ABOUT THE STUPID SECRET HANDSHAKE and sort of laughs in surprise at it as he returns the motions, but this is better than whatever he was trying to convey ]

[heartablaze]

[She's oblivious as usual and just jumps back as he laughs and blood just spurts back down his shirt.]

A-aah, no, Shuuya... Shuuya, don't, y-your neck...!

[god there's so much blood they really need to find him a bucket

she mostly just looks embarrassed again]

I-I... did I get it wrong again???

[suddenlybees]

[ They should not find him a bucket; he would just fill it up and wait for Vezda to walk below him from the stairs and empty it out over his head.

He shakes his head, though! Even if she got it completely wrong and also he can't stop laughing.

He holds up two fingers. ]

[heartablaze]

[SHUUYA YOUR BLOOD

She just. Keeps her hand against her mouth, still caught somewhere between being horrified and embarrassed.

Two what, two nothing, he's laughing and drowning in his own blood atm.]

[suddenlybees]

[ Two means two!! He sure is drowning in his own blood, he can't breathe or draw breath to laugh properly and everything pretty much sucks

gurgles

WHENEVER HE CALMS DOWN... eventually... he holds up his two fingers again and like... makes scissor cutting motions, but with his fingers still pointed straight up. ]

[heartablaze]

[THIS IS AWFUL WEH

Once he finally calms down, she's grabbing for his water bottle and shoving it back into his hands. Please wash your mouth out again before she watches you drown in your own blood and laughter.]

Two of something... two things coming together?

Or do you mean actually cutting something?

[suddenlybees]

[ He holds up one finger, takes the water bottle, and proceeds to just hold it in his lap instead of rinsing out his mouth. It's okay, the blood will eventually drain out of his open throat and he'll stop drowning eventually too.

He points to her, and does a little fistpump by his side. ]

[heartablaze]

[...]

Me and you, huh?

[It's complicated, more than they can reasonably talk about like this. But she still gives him a smile.]

I'd like that a lot.

[suddenlybees]

[ Two stupid children who can't even understand what each other is saying on a normal day, vowing to fight god together

He smiles back and— you know what, he's going to borrow her hands for this one, he makes a fist with one of her hands and positions it in front her chest and does the same with his own fist in front of his chest, and then with his free hand draws out an arc from his fist to hers. ]

[heartablaze]

[her first thought: aw, heart rainbow :)

She stays pliant as he fusses with her hands, though she winces when her shoulder has to move a little too much.]

A connection between you and I... I don't know if that's what you meant, but... I understand.

[suddenlybees]

[ Kano would purposely choose her injured side, yes.

He also makes this face, because she doesn't understand at all. She literally just said so. ]

[heartablaze]

[A weak laugh.]

Okay, um, maybe not. [DO YOU SENSE A TREND HERE.]

Something between you and me, though.

[suddenlybees]

[ Hm.

He reaches for her hand so he can make a fist with it but this time sort of positions it out towards her side. He makes his own fist out by his side and traces that same arc with his other hand. ]

[heartablaze]

[he already said he wanted them to stick together so she is just??? This is just more ways of saying for the two of them being attached???]

You already said together before... this... is different, right? And it's not connection...

[except he is literally implying a connection here help]

[suddenlybees]

[ A connection but like

he sets his water bottle down on the pier and traces at arc from his fist to the bottle ]

[heartablaze]

[Please don't punch your water bottle she spent ten imaginary dollars on that]

...Like... something you can touch, or pick up? Or something you wanna bring to you?

[suddenlybees]

[ He shakes his head and spreads his arm wide to either side of him. ]

[heartablaze]

[Her instant instinct is to break the distance and hug him and it's WRITTEN ON HER FACE and she is trying VERY HARD NOT TO MOVE but AAAA.]

[suddenlybees]

[ stands there with his arms outstretched


he has no idea what sort of face "I want to hug you" looks like, he's never seen it before ]

[heartablaze]

If...

If you aren't asking me to hug you then I don't know what you're asking...

[SHE'S TRYING TO LEARN BOUNDARIES.........]

[suddenlybees]

[ He pulls a face and lets his arms drop to his side. Does he look like somebody who asks for hugs?? Why does nobody here continue conversations and take clues from what they were just talking about and instead try to interpret his charades as a whole new topic altogether ]

[heartablaze]

[MAYBE BE MORE SPECIFIC WITH YOUR CLUES THEN

thankfully she just bursts into giggles at the face he makes]

Sorry, sorry. It's just kind of hard! The motions you use mean a lot of things...