graveyard

[mygod]

Graveyard

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the town

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post one

Welcome to Deda

So, you're dead. Sucks!

Except you might not feel dead—after what feels like a long brush with dreamless sleep, you wake up in a quaint hole: a coffin in an uncovered grave, blanketed in fog. Entombed with you are any personal items (unless they're trial evidence, sorry), and a strange feeling of... lightness? Whatever corruption was in your blood seems to have cleared away with your death, and your injuries are healed, besides any cool scars and lingering aches.

Once you make your way out, a quiet, verdant graveyard (literal) awaits you. You could take a look around the various locations, but the same fog that greeted you surrounds this place, keeping you from venturing too far outside of the town limits.

Still, you may as well get yourself situated. You're not done yet.

Welcome to the graveyard! Here's a quick primer:

You are dead. However, characters are healed of their critical injuries; they may keep any scars or lingering pains that you like. Additionally, they are no longer corrupted. The monstrous force inside you has subsided; this means characters will no longer have powers, etc.

● Setting ● The graveyard has the overall look and feel of a small New England town from the '90s; characters can travel any of the Graveyard Locations, fenced in by fog and forests. But the fog makes this place otherworldly, and strangely permeable. Maybe you can influence your surroundings?

● Living Watch ● Where there are screens, you can view the living side. This includes televisions at the bar, Heaven's Night, and in the apartment lobby—you may even spot a passing glimpse of them in a mirror or glass of water. Only public gatherings like mingles, trial, etc, can be seen and heard this way.

● Items ● Personal inventory transfers over to the graveyard, including items that may be stolen during trial. The only items that stay on the living side are ones that are voluntarily given away. Thursday victims will receive their items in their rooms on Sunday, after Execution. Those who arrive any other day will have their items in their grave with them.

● Injuries and Death ● Characters can still be injured and die here. While characters do not stay dead, please let the mods know if it does happen, so we can inform you of how it works.

● Audiences ● You can audience Death in person, but none of the other NPCs are currently available. You can ignore the note section and go to the apartment penthouse directly to visit, or meet him wherever.

● Effects and Events ● Weekly effects still hit the graveyard, and you may use items on the living unless otherwise noted. Mini-events will go up at the same time as their living counterparts. CYOAs are still available for our sweet deda.

● OOC Notes ● Alluding to the fact that the graveyard exists OOCly is okay, but please keep details of what it looks like, what happens here, plot, et cetera, to yourselves. Feel free to ask the mods if you're not sure about anything!

scawwy mygod
gy locations ✦ locations ✦ statuses ✦ ic profiles
Audiences ✦ reporting ✦ private conversations
murder proposals ✦ rulebook

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Comments

[shirtbag]

[ well. pickles told him stuff, so he was waiting for iwatooshi to arrive sooner or later. ]

May as well take a seat. Take a load off if you need.

[naginota]

[ just shakes his head and keeps pacing, occasionally flexing his fingers like he should be holding something. ]

Sitting still doesn't help.

[shirtbag]

Suit yourself.

[ hmm ]

You, uh, hurt your hands there, partner?

[naginota]

No. It's just... strange, not having my naginata here.

...Maybe a drink wouldn't be bad.

[shirtbag]

Any preference?

'N what's that? Naginata?

[naginota]

Sake, if they have it here. [ if not then just. whatever. a drink is a drink.

gestures at the polearm they've been checking out. ]

My true form.

[underinworld]

[True form, huh. Erin looks at the naginata and Iwatooshi with slightly narrowed eyes, as if she's trying to find a resemblance between the two.

She's not really seeing it, other than maybe how long the naginata is contributes to how Iwatooshi is so dang tall]

[naginota]

[ can't answer any quetions if you don't ask out loud ]

[underinworld]

[You know what I have decided she's not polite enough to stay quiet]

I don't see the resemblance.

[enlighten her and also meeeeeeee ray]

[naginota]

Resemblance...? [ looks at the screen. ] Between me and my naginata?

[ glances... at his lil swoopy bangs... ]

Doesn't it look like the curve of my blade?

[underinworld]

That counts only if your sharp teeth somehow symbolize how sharp the blade is.

[naginota]

[ the way this makes him laugh like it's any other day ]

I don't know about that. I'm not actually sure why I look the way I do - it's just how I was summoned. But it isn't bad to be as big as I am!

[underinworld]

Yeah, the height is nice. I'll also acknowledge whoever summoned you has good taste when it's about hair color.

[redheads hell yeah]

[naginota]

That's right, we match, don't we?! And you almost matched my height before, too!

[underinworld]

I'm somewhat letdown about how even here in this 'afterlife' I can't be like that whenever I want to. I want to be tall.

[The thing she misses most about the times when she was the queen of hell was the capacity for aesthetics. Being really tall was great for aesthetics]

[naginota]

I can always carry you on my shoulders, if you like.

[shirtbag]

[ watches the cute exchange with erin like aw!

once they're done, iwatooshi will have that glass of sake. ]

Ain't premium, but it's there. You don't like it, I'll fix ya' somethin' else.

You a... swordsman? A spear-usin' guy?

[naginota]

Thank you.

[ takes a sip! you won't hear any complaints. ]

...I'm not just a user. I am my naginata. This body is just an extension of it.

[shirtbag]

[ sorry trial he needs to learn about touken ranbu physics ]

Extension? [ takes his hat off and scratches under it!!! ] What the fudge is that all about? You just a— a hologram or somethin'?

[naginota]

I'm the spirit of that naginata, so that is my real body. That's how I was created, and that's how I'd normally appear.

But when my current master summoned my spirit, they also gave me this body, so I could wield my own weapon in battle. It should be connected to my naginata, but... [ glances at the screen with a frown. ] Even though I've been killed, it isn't broken. Something strange about the magic in this place, I'd guess.

[shirtbag]

[ okay well. honkai universe has strange things happening in it, and boothill's been around the galaxy enough to parse strange things like this better than normal human beings. ]

Pro'bly got somethin' to do with the fact that we're somehow still livin' and breathin' on this side.

[ he glances at the other older residents of the graveyard, particularly the injured ones. then he puts his hat back on and addresses iwa again. ]

We got somethin' keepin' us here for some reason, that's for sure, even if it wants us dead too.

[naginota]

Maybe so.

[ it is very concerning how you guys are still getting injured when you're supposed to be dead. ]

That means we still have a chance to get out of here, and back to where we belong.

[shirtbag]

[ 🥹 IT SURE IS ]

Even if there ain't no chance, just means we gotta make one, right?

[ iwa is lucky karma didn't hear him... he hopped on boothill's case immediately when he said if we get out of here ]

[naginota]

[ he's quiet for a long moment, like he's not sure how to accept that... but eventually he nods. ]

Then we'll do our best with the time we have, one way or another.

[shirtbag]

I'll drink to that.

[ raises his glass and sips! then he nods to the screen. ]

Daan's got the right idea, at least.