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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.

QUICKLINKS

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

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Presumably the same thing that we need to do to get everyone who dies back. We're also assigned here until the end, after all...

[though they are least seem reflective about it, as if noting to consider for important things later]

Well, it'll be fine. None of you are injured? Didn't get into any skirmishes with each other?

Right... Well, it goes without saying that the four of us will do everything we can to help.

[i hope the bus crew has to stow away on the plane out of here since they don't have passports.]

Oh, not at all! We got along quite well, actually. I was a little impressed at the lack of property damage by comparison.

[an impressed whistle]

Me too. No one even hoarded all the toilet paper?

No! They were so civilized! [she laughs.] Had my comrades back home been on that bus, I'm sure it would have been much more chaotic. It probably helped that there was only a small number of us.

Oh I don't know, even with a small number you'd be surprised how quickly things can get out of hand...

[amused]

That's good to hear though. Surprising, but I love being surprised when the low bar is cleared.

It's definitely better than the feeling of crushing defeat when people somehow manage not to clear a low bar!

[a beat...]

...speaking of low bars! I completely forgot to introduce myself, and that should have been one of the first things I did. I'm Seizaburo Kamiya. [assuming they are not japanese until she can see otherwise] It's nice to meet you, odd circumstances aside!

Not a problem, and the pleasure's all mine. Though these names are quite lengthy.

Say, we're friends, aren't we? How do you feel about nicknames? Sei? Buro? I'd call you Kami but I'm afraid someone on the other side already called dibs.

[she looks up a little at "sei," but then chuckles to herself and shakes her head.]

Most of my friends call me Kamiya, if I'm being honest. My homeland is that sort of place, so that's what I'm accustomed to.

[?]

Kamiya's the most comfortable to you then?

Yes, it is. And what about you? Would you prefer a nickname of some kind?

[or is maestro enough of a nickname already...]

However you call me, I'll answer. ♥

[annoying]

You're quite the personality.

[amusing...]

Oh! That reminds me. The type of combat I'm familiar with doesn't involve much kicking, but your kicks were really impressive earlier in the week! I would love a pointer or two about how I could improve, if you have some spare time.

[smugly, because yes, they know...]

Oh? Good eye.

Certainly, I'm never against giving out a few lessons on how to deliver a good, swift kick. Never know when the situation might call for it.

Great!

[she beams]

Then I'll eagerly await your instruction! ...I suppose it might be a good idea to look around a little and see if we can find anywhere in this place that would be suitable for training...

At least for hand to hand combat, you don't need any materials... But you're right. We ought to get the lay of the land.

Shall we?

Yes, we shall!

[onward they go! rng hath given me bave & dusters so i suppose they will skip the capsule hotel and sei will pause in front of the entrance here.]

...it's so loud and so colorful in there...

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