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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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locations ₓ˚. statuses *+:｡ ic profiles :ₓo ic rules ･ﾟﾟ･｡ audience requests
murder proposals ｡✧o private conversations ･ﾟo｡ curfew ･ﾟ✧ memories

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[ Bless you, he will be a warm cozy burrito who is just inwardly vibrating the entire time.

But it's sort of... He reaches up for her hand, not to move it away really but so he can trace a word onto it:

"useless"

That's the crux of how it feels. They're all collecting nova, trying to keep the world from falling apart, but without anything to show for it all he can feel is uselessness. Faithless. How could he leave his fate in somebody else's hands? ]

[...

Her fingers tighten a little, but she doesn't move them, trying to stay very aware of just how close she is to his neck wound like this. ]

It's hard, to have to wait and not do it all by yourself. But... at the absolute least,, I trust Goat. Goat's in a lot of danger right now, and he's injured, and he can't hide his face... but he still trusts the people who are left to make the right choice.

They wouldn't be trying to keep talking to us, to be doing all of this, if they didn't want the same goal in the end. And for us...

We did the best we could. I... I hate we can't do more right now. It really is hard to feel like we're not able to help anymore.

But we'll get through tomorrow, and we'll get through the weekend... and no matter what happens, we'll find a way out of it.

I'll have hope, Shuuya. Even if it seems hopeless.

[Even if it all feels useless.]

[ That amount of hope is incomprehensible, why he calls Hikaru stupid. Goat is in danger but so are all of them, everybody here in the graveyard who can only reach the living in broken up messages and not know how much is actually getting through, how much will be heeded, whether they will stay true.

In the end, he can't trust the way Hikaru can. He can't help but want to take matters into his own hands. Then, when everything falls apart, he will only have himself to blame.

"What can we do"

Is there anything more they can do? ]

Right now?

...

I know it's not something you wanna hear. But... we rest, and we make sure the people who might arrive to join us know as much as they absolutely can. We make sure we know as much as we can in return. We finish as much of the puzzle as we can.

When our road opens up, we'll follow it with as clear a gaze as we can manage. And... I think, maybe, we'll have to prepare to lose even more of ourselves to this monster, before we triumph.

[Her expression hardens.]

If it doesn't happen at all, though... if we've really missed our chance, and our path never comes...

We'll make a new one, Shuuya. With our own bare hands, if we absolutely have to. I'm not gonna let this place be our ending.

[ This is all so idealistic, it's hard to have faith. It's hard not to be frustrated, hearing that all they can do is rest, to sit around and do nothing and carry on as they have until some inevitable end.

He waits for her shoujo hero speech to finish before writing on her hand

"can't lose any more memories"
"refuse"

He has fully intact memories but he will not! lose any of them!! he refuses. Even before he died he had set up contingency measures not to lose any of them, and then he died and couldn't so it didn't even matter. ]

[She watches him just slowly sour the longer she goes, but is it truly a surprise at this point?]

Then don't. Fight for them.

...

I know that's easier said than done right now, and I'm just telling you a lot and none of it is, um... tangible. But...

If you could do anything right now... what would you want to do?

Would you wanna burn this place down? Slam down the walls of the house to try to find what's beyond the borders, try to find the leaders or the realm or the monster and let yourself face it all without bothering to know why?

Or would you want to make sure you had some sort of plan... if not for yourself, then for everybody you care about?

[Because as much as she calls him a dummy, as much as he calls himself useless... he hides a clever and desperate mind behind everything else.]

[ He does want to burn the entire place down, yeah. But only as a statement; in practicality, it's a waste of his efforts, and he is not the sort of person to pour energy towards something without reason.

It takes him a bit to come up with his answer, but in the end, it's

"I'll think of one"

He's already thinking of one- nothing concrete, lots of backup plans, mostly he wants to find the monster and punch it on the nose and tell it to stop? Can't make a plan without information, though, and their source is still their leaders.

"We'll see what tomorrow brings."

No other choice but that. ]

Mmn. The more we know, the more confidence we can have in whatever choice we make.

[She plucks the rest of the sausage from the stick, scooting over in her seat to flop down next to him on the sand on her side, forehead half-pressed against his shoulder - contact for the sake of it, giving him a minute of privacy.]

It's okay to not feel okay about it right now, though. To feel at least a little useless...

I... I think we're all scared of that.

[ Maybe it's okay, but it still feels bad. Everybody here feeling useless and scared...

Things were better when he was busy setting Vezda's pants on fire. At least being mean to Vezda made him feel productive, and it gave everybody something different to focus on too- a tangible villain, and a concrete solution that's putting Kano in a headlock or whatever.

He traces the letters "brb" on Hikaru's palm and he's going to go throw sand in Vezda's face in the another thread before coming back to this one. ]

[:(

you know what makes her feelings stop being feelings

More marshmallows in her mouth. :(]

[ Hikaru eating her feelings while Kano bullies people ):

We're coping, fam ]

[gonna eat sugar until she gets a stomachache and then what is she gonna do

The answer is not setting Vezda's pants on fire, at least.]

[anyway whenever he comes back from making bucky irrationally angry again, she's still laid out on the sand, rolled onto her side to keep her weight off her bad shoulder. if he sits back down, she's just holding out her PHS to him]

[ He takes her PHS and if there's nothing on the screen, he pockets it. ]

[there is something on the screen you jerk]

whyd you tell me not to trust him

[ Oh. Fine, he'll just hold it close to his stomach so nobody else can see it, then, reading the words and then backspacing so he can write too. ]

He did something unforgiveable to somebody important to me and doesn't remember.

[ It's a petty grudge. Telling Hikaru's because... well. Raven's original message said "Stay safe." and Kano'd always intended on keeping the message relatively intact. ]

[That's fine, there is an obvious reason she is using the PHS. She'll think on that for a second.

has he laid back down or is he just standing there with her PHS like an asshole. if its the latter she's just gonna jerk her head to the side quietly, a request for him to please sit down]

[ He is standing there like an asshole but goes to sit down. What do you want!! ]

[to talk, what else

she is grabbing her PHS back, but only long enough to erase what he said and scoot in so their shoulders touch, close enough so she can hold the phs out of snoopy eyeballs range and type where he can watch.]

how do you know he forgot

have you just tried asking him to apologize

We talked!

[ sort of!! ]

He denies doing anything.
I don't want his apology.
Apologies don't fix anything.

not to you

to your special person

the person that he hurt deserves more of an apology than you do dont they?

I guess.
I'll still be mad at him though.

thats ok

id be really mad too

but if your special person really is that important you should stand up for them directly

if vezda doesnt understand who was hurt and why then of course he wont change

[See: her hitting him in the nuts with a broom handle when he was trying to kill kano. Sometimes you need to be direct about your intentions.]

[ Kano can't punch people, he probably tucks his thumb when he throws punches ]

I won't spoonfeed him answers.
If I do, he won't think carefully about who he hurt and what he did.

[ Shuuya Kano does not spoonfeed! He makes things needlessly complicated for no good reason /: ]

you cant just let him guess wildly either you know

context is important or you can just make the whole thing confusing and worse

why do you think I ask you so much

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