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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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Giving a shake of her head before she points to the ray again. We're not betting on her stomach or whatever it is he's thinking. The ray! ]
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Meanwhile the manta ray's gills are clogged with jellyfish tentacles and it's in the process of drowning. The custody battle escalates to attempted murder! ]
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There will be no mantaslaughter on her watch. ]
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As in, it's nowhere to be seen. How can it take a side!! This is all too distressing for it.
The manta ray flops on Cater's head, glad for the assistance, while Kano tries to create some space between it and the jelly by waving the water in front of him and creating a little current that sends the jelly tumbling around. He points from one to the other, and then looks at Cater for her opinion. ]
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Looking between Kano, the jellyfish, and then back to Kano. She has no idea what he's even asking, so she'll just point to the jelly fish. That one? ]
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Nodding solemnly, Kano tugs Cater over to the jellyfish so he can pat in on the mantle in consolation. It squirms away from his hand. He points to it and holds up two fingers. Let's go find the other one so they can make up. ]
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Looking at the jellyfish and actually putting together what he means for once. Giving a nod and then tugging him along to try to find another jellyfish that is hopefully either the husband or an upgrade. Where do jellies even hang? ]
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Here is a jellyfish.
Kano is not entirely sure this is the same one. He looks at the jelly they brought along and he can't tell if it recognizes this jelly either, it just bobs around as normal.
He waves the two together anyways. ]
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Their job is done, right? She'll point back up to the surface to let the pair have their privacy and do the canoodle noodle dance without an audience. ]
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We did great. ]
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VICTORY ]