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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Comments

[heartablaze]

would you be mad if i think thats a lie too?

[suddenlybees]

Why would I be mad?

[heartablaze]

[a shrug]

i dont think youre all that different than me sometimes

and sometimes its hard not to get angry about stupid stuff

[suddenlybees]

There is NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO way I'm like you.

[ Holds the PHS out and jabs a finger at NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO for emphasis ]

[heartablaze]

[Eh?

She just looks at the PHS and looks at him.]

Sure you are. Not in a lot of ways, but there's a little bit. Especially when you talk about what you're responsible for. Sometimes you're annoying and really nosey in your own way. And you're kind, even if it's not something you can ever show.

That's not a bad thing. It's just part of Shuuya.

[suddenlybees]

[ slaps a hand over her mouth if sHE'S SAYING THIS OUT LOUD, STOP ]

[heartablaze]

[Mmmmmmphhhhdgdbdhdh


He'll feel her grin under his hand, though.]

[suddenlybees]

[ Can't smile at him if he squashes her cheeks in both hands!!! ]

[heartablaze]

[She ABSOLUTELY CAN also ow her face]

[suddenlybees]

[ No break for her squishy mochi cheeks until she takes it back ]

[heartablaze]

[Shaking her head! ow her face ow?? But lifting her hand up to put a finger to his lips.]

[suddenlybees]

[ He's not the one who needs to shut up, huffs

but he will release her face ]

[heartablaze]

[oh thank god. She moves the finger to her own lips before taking up the PHS]

thank you

did i say too much?

[suddenlybees]

[ He just leans over and types his message while Hikaru's still holding onto the PHS since she hogs it anyways ]

yeah

[heartablaze]

that means i was right

im sorry shuuya i promise I wont do that again

[suddenlybees]

You would have to stop talking for the rest of your life.
Can you handle that?

[heartablaze]

[She shakes her head, her voice quiet.]

Just trust me? And tell me when I mess up. I'm not gonna learn otherwise.

[suddenlybees]

[ No more talking. He is deaf. If you want to say something you have to type it on the PHS he's holding up to her face ]

[heartablaze]

[she takes the PHS

and types an answer before slipping it inside her jacket pocket

and patiently waiting

she asked you a question :(]

[suddenlybees]

[ how is he supposed to answer without the PHS

He traces his pointer finger from his left shoulder to the tip of his middle finger and then shrugs. ]

[heartablaze]

[a yes or no would suffice and yet he's just performing finger surgery on his arm

her eyes pain a little, but she just shakes her head. No dice.

She'll pull out the PHS and adjusts her answer before handing it back to him]

yes or no is okay

i know i have to do a lot to earn your trust but i know youll find a way to tell me if im being a fool

[And she mimics the slap of his hand across her mouth.]

[suddenlybees]

[ Trusting her isn't a yes or no!! It's more complicated than that, because Kano makes things complicated.

Kano takes the PHS and instead of using it to type, he sticks it in his own pocket and instead pokes Hikaru on the middle of the forehead. He'll always tell her when she's being stupid, he doesn't hold back on that. ]