GRAVEYARD;

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GRAVEYARD

Welcome back. That wasn't so painful, was it?

Oh. It was. Our apologies.

But rest assure, nothing can harm you here! At least not physically. Of course there's still the chance that all of you will lose and be doomed to this island forever, but there's nothing you can really do about that now. Perhaps it's best to familiarize yourself with your surroundings.

Luckily, the island you're on looks exactly the same as the island you just left. But...maybe that's because it is. Every inch of the island mirrors the island you initially arrived on from the location of the cliffs to the settings in the camp to the stretches of sandy beaches surrounding the edges. There are a few minor changes, however.

In place of the ruins is an elaborate spa, fully functioning and brightly lit as if designed for some R&R on your summer vacation. The walls are sturdy and the roofs are in tact, and as you explore you'll find each room filled with supplies and equipment for everything from massages to facials to pedicures. The marble fountain in the center burbles happily with crystal clear water, small fishes swimming at the bottom and a few lilies gently resting on the surface.

Just outside of the spa sits the circular body of water with an island at the middle. A bridge has been constructed to reach the center, and the tree on the island blooms with ripe, delicious fruit and hearty, leafy foliage. The hole in the center of the trunk seems to be missing as well. Odd, isn't it?

And finally, the lighthouse that drew you ashore has been repaired. The bricks are cemented together and the windows shine in the sunlight, clean glass providing those who reach the top a clear view of the sea beyond. A winding staircase beyond the unlocked door provides a means to ascend to the top, and as the sun sets, the light glows brightly to sweep over the rolling waves.

...guess there's nothing to do but make yourself comfortable, huh? Anything can change in the nighttime hours though. Maybe you don't have to say goodbye quite yet.

OOC NOTES

Hello, and welcome to being dead! But don't worry, it's not over yet. Dead players may utilize this post to post their own top-levels in the setting and treat it as a mingle. The dead will be able to see the happenings of what's going on with the living in any open mingle including body announcements and trial! In addition, the dead can still host private conversations amongst each other if they wish to speak elsewhere that isn't a public thread. However, the dead cannot PC with the living at this time!

That doesn't mean they can't thread with them though.

From the moment you arrive in the graveyard, you will be able to thread on the public living-side mingles and engage with players' night time prompts!

A couple of guidelines: ghosts cannot physically touch or interact with the setting on the log. They can walk around and they can explore and everyone can see them if they appear before someone, but they can't write or hug or throw coconuts or whatever. They will also not be able to speak! They will, however, be able to make Pacman noises. Wakawakawaka.... And finally...they will appear in the manner of which they were killed, but ghostly. So if your character was stabbed, they would have bloodstains and the knife wound visible to whoever sees them. If they broke their neck, haha, it sure would hang at an odd angle! That's unfortunate. As the sun comes up though, the ghosts will fade away and return to this dead island.

Please feel free to ask questions in the Graveyard channel on the server, or you may DM Britt & Ty privately. Happy hauntings!

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Comments

trial spectating/commentary

[deadened]

[well. being able to still see the living is definitely something wen ning has taken some advantage of, so of course he's here to watch the proceedings. even if he can't offer any support... he wants to be here.

and then the first fuckin thing that happens is apparently FLAYN DYING what the fuck. one hand lifts, hesitates, falls again-- there's nothing any of them can do, of course, especially the dead. but-]

Miss Flayn...

[she was nice to him, she doesn't deserve this??]

1/2

[fishingforcompliments]

Yes?

2/2

[fishingforcompliments]

[






wait. he didn't speak in waka, which means--]

...oh.

[deadened]

You're- already here?

[oh. bad? bad. can't she see her own body like this?? he glances over, then:]

You don't have to... see this, if you don't wish to.

[fishingforcompliments]

...no... I should not look away from this.

[her face falls]

Whether I like it or not, the truth is the truth. And the truth is that I am... dead.

[deadened]

...if it gets difficult, please don't... force yourself.

[but he nods at that-- it's her death and her choice, ultimately. wen ning doesn't really have a right to try to stop her.]

[fishingforcompliments]

[she manages a slightly sad smile]

It is nice to be able to speak with you again, Wen Ning.

[deadened]

You, too. Even if it's... like this.

[she gets a tiny smile in return, one he hopes is reassuring... this is the best he can do, expression-wise.]

I'm sorry if... I unsettled you, before.

[wowcool]

[Well, that was fast.]

Flayn! Hello. [Like, he's surprised, but he's just?? Rolling with this.] What happened?

[fishingforcompliments]

...I do not know.

I have been feeling poorly since the beginning of the week, so I thought that perhaps I caught a cold, or that the stress of this situation was catching up to me. Since I began feeling ill long before the night when people died, I did not think anything of it...

[wowcool]

...You don't think someone might have poisoned you?

[fishingforcompliments]

...I suppose now I must consider the possibility.

[wowcool]

[But even so, over a long period of time...that's a bit unusual.]

Who would've wanted to, though?

[wowcool]

[Just sidling up to Wen Ning to watch with him. Hello. :)]

Oh... [Wow. At the trial? Yikes.] Are they almost to eleven with her death...?

[deadened]

[hewwo. (:]

...closer. Not there, I think.

[which he's a little worried about, because what if that voice is telling the truth... he wants the others to be able to live, at least.

he's also... peering worriedly at what's apparently their robot buddy's disembodied head, a hand lifting to his own neck. he frowns, but doesn't say anything.]

[wowcool]

[😊]

[He notices the look and turns to see Wen Ning reaching for his own neck. Anaido's eyebrows furrow.]

...Do you think it's the same person?

[deadened]

I... hope it isn't.

[he really doesn't want to think so...

there's a little shake of his head, expression remaining a little troubled.]

[wowcool]

[He stares at him for a moment, before reaching for his hand.]

I guess we'll have to see what they find. [Anaido lets out a short huff.] We can't say for sure right now.

[deadened]

Too early, yet.

[there's a very brief moment of hesitation, considering they're not the only ones here... but only a moment of it, before wen ning lets him take his hand, fingers curling very carefully around anaido's.]

... I hope they'll be all right.

[paradoxity]

[Seemingly out of nowhere, a figure appears behind him.]

Another number...that's unfortunate.

[deadened]

Oh-- you're already here, too...? We weren't able to watch, I think... at least, I wasn't.

[weird! but he gives akane a slightly concerned look.]

Are you... all right?

[paradoxity]

Surprising, isn't it? [Despite being dead, she mostly seems a little frustrated and not entirely freaked out. But she does manage a calm sort of look.]

...I think so. It doesn't hurt anymore, so...that means it's over for now, doesn't it?

[deadened]

I... believe so.

[he doesn't miss the frustration, though, the concern remaining in his own expression. as much as he can make expressions, at least.]

For now...?

[paradoxity]

The numbers fall short, don't they? We don't know what will happen next if they don't find a way to solve this puzzle.

[deadened]

Do you think that they... will stop the numbers from falling short?

[he says it hesitantly, a little uncertain.]