graveyard...2

[mgtropes]

GRAVEYARD

Notice of an itinerary change—

Well, shucks! You died. This might be a familiar experience for you, maybe not. Either way, you're probably feeling distinctly less dead now, with any injuries you previously obtained now healed. Grogginess still clouds your mind, but in a way that's reminiscent of waking up rather than anything nefarious.

... Not too unlike when you first arrived here, actually. Namely, because you wake up in what looks to be an airport terminal. Again! It's not quite the same as the one you were in before, but you're not free of airports yet, it seems. To be specific, you're in the baggage claim area, in the most literal sense: lying in an open suitcase on the carousel, going round and around (or, if you were unlucky, you might've tumbled out of the suitcase as it slid down onto the conveyor belt). You might want to hop off at some point.

If you're worried about your belongings, you can find them either on your person or in another suitcase chugging along on the belt. Once you retrieve everything, there's a new area to explore. Plus, reunions to be had with those who died before you, or with the four Hosts you haven't seen since the first week. And should you be worried about the living side, there are various screens around the terminal, allowing you to still watch what's going on over there.

► GRAVEYARD RUNDOWN

• You are able to see the living (and their public network posts).
• Weekly effects are still active.
• Any personal items you didn't give away before your death are with you in the graveyard.
• You can still use your curse items on the living, with the usual caveats of avoiding OOC inconvenience (e.g. no effects that would last into Thursday night).
• The graveyard has its own set of NPCs (Maestro, Bora, Libeccio, Scirocco). You are no longer able to contact the living side's NPCs via audiences, but you can talk to the other four once again.
• If you get injured and would like to be healed (within reason), the graveyard NPCs can heal to varying degrees, so feel free to handwave tapping them until you got one who could help you.
• You may handwave the NPCs explaining the basics to you: you're alive again, but you're unable to regroup with the "living" side due to lacking a mode of transportation to the airport terminal where they are, and a barrier is blocking people from leaving the old-fashioned way. Trying to book a ride is a work in progress for the entire graveyard.
• As of Week 4, the memshare effect from Week 3 remains.

QUICKLINKS

GY Locations

Status Changes

Network

Mail

Sponsorship

NAVIGATION; (FULL NAV)

INFO

PLAYER STATUSES IC PROFILES MURDER PROPOSALS CYOA SIGN-UPS

SETTING

NPC AUDIENCES LOCATIONS ROOMING CURFEW

REPORTING

PC TURN-IN MOD REPORTING EVENT TURN-IN VOTING

Comments

[shirtbag]

[ boothill is here! he's on a bean bag chair, knocking back whiskey in a small glass—a full bottle that he took from one of the mini fridges, which he's set on the ground beside him. despite the cozy atmosphere, he's watching the screen with almost a disgusted look. ]

Four of 'em at once. I sure as sugar did not miss this.

[dupelicate]

[wait.........]

Am I... is my body on one of those tables?!

[shirtbag]

You ain't ever been to one of these, kid?

[dupelicate]

One of what? [looking around.] A... pillowfort?

[shirtbag]

Not the fort. These fudgin' trials. [ gestures his cup to the screen....... ]

[dupelicate]

Of course I've been to those! But I've never been the... the body.

[shirtbag]

Watchin' em like this, I mean.

[ looks at the screen.... looks back at luke. ]

Don't gotta watch if you ain't feelin' it. I know it ain't easy for folks.

[dupelicate]

Oh. Yeah. No.

[he goes quiet.]

I guess I'll see how I feel. I just wish I could reach through the screen and tell them that [A LOUD CENSOR BEEP SOUND EFFECT BEEPS WHILE LUKE TALKS LIKE HE'S SAYING NONSTOP SWEARS] so they wouldn't have to, either.

[shirtbag]

[ lol ]

One more time?

[ unsmiling. messes with him ]

1/?

[dupelicate]

Huh?

[consternated. why did that just happen. so:]

Uh, right, maybe I just have to break it up. So, basically, I was [BEEP BEEP BEEBEEPBEEP BEEEEEEEEP--]

[dupelicate]

[dupelicate]

I said, I was just [BEEP BEEPBEEP BEEP BEEEP BEEP...]

[dupelicate]

done because i got lazy

[dupelicate]

[well, now he's yelling, but it's just BEEP BEEBEEEEP BEEPBEEP interspersed with the occasional swear, which is humorously the only thing that isn't being beeped out. that's called comedic inversion.]

[feminitis]

[she starts repeating the swears]

[shirtbag]

[ OKAY THIS IS FUNNY ]

[doublefists]

[ reaches to offer her bottle to tap against his glass. ]

You ever have this many at once during your game?

[shirtbag]

[ clink. he finishes a whole glass and gives a satisfied (?) sigh. ]

Did we ever. Think we averaged three a week.

[doublefists]

Really? Man. [ she kind of just laughs in disbelief at that. ]

I guess I can't say shit, considering, but - maybe it's good we're over here, I think I'd explode if I had to solve that every time.

[shirtbag]

Yeah... Ain't great bein' away from 'em, but I ain't missed doin' trials.

And...

[ sidelong glance at yoru ]

...A lot happened this week I'm forkin' grateful we weren't 'round for.

[doublefists]

[ HELP ]

No kidding. At least that curse didn't carry over... think they can curse us from their side?

[shirtbag]

Ain't like we can tell if they did, huh? Could ask the hosts...

[doublefists]

I feel like at least one of them wouldn't tell us just to be rude.

... It's been surprisingly peaceful over here. [ idly. ] Even when we were kids, which is more surprising.

[shirtbag]

Had it rough out there in the Lanes, did ya?

[doublefists]

[ huffs. ]

In comparison to here? Sure. Not even one black eye or spat out baby tooth.