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

[residentflorist]

Right? A lot easier to grapple with in the end. [she'll fistfight a god? a mortal god? it's fine.] So it feels like what we need to do is find a way to make sure the ritual isn't completely correct.

[underinworld]

Finding out what exactly the ritual is like is step one, really. Good thing that's progressing, with all these tomes and what not. Can't ruin if we don't know how it's like when done right.

[Well, not entirely true, really. From what she knows, rituals can go wrong in new and novel ways even when you do them right. It wouldn't be all that difficult to ruin a ritual, if they get a chance]

[residentflorist]

With the tomes you're getting, and maybe with any other scrolls they find over there, we should be able to paint a picture. But...it's getting the two sides to communicate that's going to be our problem, huh?

[WE ARE DEAD.]

[tactic]

[ Thinking, and then, ]

We're able to speak to the other Overseers.

[underinworld]

Exactly. And since they already know we're here and the machine they worked with with Nehan over there did something, they won't be sitting around doing nothing.

May as well gather all the little bits of info and pass it along to them, once the newest tome opens up.

[Who knows if the horsemen would spread the information around, but still, in Erin's opinion those three knowing as much as possible is priority]

[tactic]

Let's find something concrete to send their way.

[ All they have so far are clues... ]

[intrapid]

[ something concrete... ]

Oh yeah. [ turns to aerith, cloud, and iwatooshi specifically ] Did Pestilence ever make the delivery I asked for?

[naginota]

...What was the delivery? They don't tell us where things come from.

[intrapid]

[ iwa's answer just makes him go "oh" ]

It would have been pretty obvious it was me.

[naginota]

[ karma overestimates his intelligence ]

Something with leeches...? [ shrugs. ] I think the only mail we got this week were... a flashlight, chisel, first aid kit, my repair kit... and a fan letter for Rondo-dono.

[intrapid]

A fan letter for Rondo? From who?

[naginota]

Someone named "Christine." We weren't sure who that is, but Rondo-dono was very delighted to have a fan.

[ smiles fondly just thinking about it ]

[intrapid]

Huh... Interesting. Did he recognize the name, or the writing?

[residentflorist]

[.....................................wait a fucking second.]

Karma, was this something meant for everyone? Or just...select people. [like people who would die.]

[intrapid]

[ can you imagine giving karma the power to handpick murder victims each week ]

It was meant for one person in particular, but I had Pestilence send something to each mailbox, so the cult wouldn't catch onto the intended recipient if they were looking. Did you get anything?

[ he might have to 1v1 pesto after this ]

[residentflorist]

[hm.]

We got a notebook in our mailbox, but I don't think that's what you mean.

[intrapid]

[ haha! ]

I'm going to fight Pestilence.

[residentflorist]

[listening to what erin says because i just saw nick replied to you but nodding along since this was the notif in my inbox.]

Then we might be able to ask them to pass messages? That's a start. Once we have everything laid out we can draft something to send them.

[tactic]

... They aren't able to pass along messages at this time, but every week, something about this place changes. Just last week, we couldn't speak to them at all.

[ He looks conflicted about something but carries on. ]

So it could just be a matter of time before we're able to send messages to the other side.

[residentflorist]

That's...a good sign, I think. [a curious lil look. your conflicts...] If we can't for some reason, then we'll work on finding another solution.

[tactic]

[ JUST SMILES ]

Yes, we will. I don't plan on giving up so easily.

[residentflorist]

That is one of the things I like about you so far. [ambition! spite! whatever!]

[tactic]

Oh? There's more than one?

[ SHAMELESS ]

[residentflorist]

I can think of at least three! [and probably more, but she's playing along to keep things light while camille desecrates her corpse on accident.]

[tactic]

[ YEAH he has no interest in watching Aerith's body get mangled. ]

Three? [ He sounds very impressed. ] Please don't tell me you're going to make me beg to know what they are.