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!

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Comments

[residentmerc]

[ well, it works to distract him because he is staring at their hands ]

Probably not, but she probably feels like she can't trust anyone right now. [ and well. it's fair camille is right there and a killer ]

[residentflorist]

...can't say I blame her right now. But I hope she still has someone she can talk to after this. [she needs it.]

[residentmerc]

... Depends how many people they catch.

[ thanks debbie downer ]

[residentflorist]

[watching the strip...]

Um...so far not so great, it looks like. But we found Nona and Erin in the last hour, too. They have time to turn it around.

[residentmerc]

[ watches them interrogate caelus. ]

... Right.

[residentflorist]

[...she's just going quiet to watch. none chatty, just pensive.]

[residentmerc]

[ hm i wonder what's happening in trial right now surely looking towards aerith's body is a goodaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaHHHHH



anyway he is looking away while holding his head now ]

[residentflorist]

—Cloud! [THIS IS WHY SHE SAID NOT TO LOOK YOU STUPID TWUNK. ahhhhhhh she's just gripping the hand in hers exceptionally hard to fix his scrambled egg brain for a second.]

[residentmerc]

[ you told him not to and that makes him want to!!! you know how this works!!!! there is static noise in his head where logic should be!!! and also in general.

it takes a while but he eventually squeezes her hand back, lowering his hand from his head. he looks maybe a little too blank, but surely it's fine. ]

... Sorry. [ what is he apologizing for??? who knows ]

[residentflorist]

[...

just going to start pulling him over to a table. come on. we're going to sit so you can stop looking at the tvs for a bit.]

...want anything? I know...not alcohol, but there're other things, I think.

[residentmerc]

[ is lead and he is not objecting and saying he's fine, which means he's dying ]

Mmm. [ yes. that is an answer. after a belated beat: ] No, it's fine.

[residentflorist]

[...wanders off to get a cup of water anyway and sets it in front of him. nudging it closer.]

...sorry.

[residentmerc]

[ he nearly sasukes the cup when she apologizes but he catches it just in time.

HIS TURN TO LOOK AT HER WITH BIG OL EYES ]

What are you apologizing for?

[residentflorist]

[help not this. NOT THE EYES. just staring at him...]

A few things, really. One of them being that you're here, too.

[residentmerc]

[ immediately shaking his head ]

I'm the one who... [ frowning down at the table ] I wanted to protect you.

[ AND NOW HERE THEY ARE ]

[residentflorist]

[...well she can't really...refute...that...given...things. so she settles for holding his hand again to keep him grounded in reality.]

I know. [and now here they are.] Didn't I tell you I'm less worried when I'm with you though?

[it could be worse, they really could have been separated entirely.]

[residentmerc]

[ he is half a foot out of reality until trial is over thank you ]

... Yeah, but... [ hmmmmm. aware enough of reality to know they are in public so he shuts up. ] Right.

[residentflorist]

[lil squeeze...]

...let's go explore a little when this is over, okay?

[residentmerc]

[ ...... ]

Alright. We can look around.

[residentmerc]

[ REUSES THIS TO ESTABLISH THAT I GUESS OUR YUFFIE IS ON AN ATTEMPTED MURDER SPREE

also >:( at camille being mean to laudna ]

[residentflorist]

[i'm sorry she is absolutely just gripping his hand almost to the point of painful INTERNAL SCREAMING.]

[residentmerc]

Yuffie--

[ that's fine she can grasp his hand he's half out of his seat by the time lucas is, uh, fucking dead ]

[residentflorist]

[



sorry, it's been a long nine hours, she just bursts into tears goodbye.]

[residentmerc]

Hey--

[ squeezing her hand to drag her closer to him to hold her close i forgot to SAY THAT anyway as MATHIS GRABS A KNIFE AND PEOPLE ARE TURNING INTO MONSTERS AND EVERYTHING HADPLEN SO MUCH ]

[residentflorist]

[i have nothing to contribute she really is just colliding into his chest and crying because this is a lot. AQUA? MATHIS? YUFFIE??? CAMILLE BEING LIKE THIS??? AHHHHHHHH]