GRAVEYARD ✨

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POPULATION: GHOST TOWN

You die - and then you wake up.

For a second, it feels as though you can't breathe, and then your head breaks the surface. You crawl out of a pool of blood and into a large, crystalline room. Moving images play across the crystal walls, and if you watch close enough, you'll realize that you're seeing the land of the living; a familiar space station with familiar faces. You can watch these images for as long as you'd like - there are several very large benches (as in, you have to climb them to sit on them) around the room for you to rest on while you do.

Regardless of how you died, it seems as though you're not quite gone completely. You're in one piece, at least. That's good news. However, your surroundings are not exactly what you remember.

When you exit the first room, a bleak, empty city sprawls out ahead of you.

The city itself is large. The framework of it seems to tower higher and higher than you can see, up into the black opal sky that shivers and curls every so often. A river entirely made of blood runs through the city, winding around buildings and ending at the crystal room. The most noticeable thing about the buildings themselves is the fact that thorny vines made of pure white steel dig into the walls and floor, cracking the foundations.

The residential building is worn down and old. It's two floors, and has a few small studio apartments built for one or two people to live in. The beds are extremely uncomfortable. It has a communal area downstairs, but the TV is broken, and the couches are torn apart. Sometimes, this building feels obscenely hot in temperature, and smells like rotten eggs.

The grocery store is your typical convenience store. There's a large selection of food in this area, but it all tastes the same - like chalk. On top of this, every so often there will be bloodstains on the walls, the floor, and the displays. They change in size and location, each time you enter the store.

The clothing store is thrifty in nature. All the clothes here are uncomfortable and scratchy, and don't fit quite right. While you're here, time feels... weird. Distorted, almost dreamy. As you're picking out clothes and trying them on (no money needed, just take what you want), you swear you can hear a gunshot in the distance.

Enjoy your time in this city, and remember...your story isn't quite over yet.

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Comments

w2 trial watching in the crystal room

[brightred]

[Let's watch a trial? There's nothing better to do.

Grell's here, for sure. Just watching, bored.]

They're not any good at this, are they.

[bachelorbored]

[kaz is just l

he is just laying here on a giantbench]

Is this what it was like during my trial? Terrible.

And they don't have a killer robot this time, either.

[brightred]

Our trial. I died too, remember!

[bachelorbored]

Oh, yeah. RIP to you, too, I suppose.

[he rolls on the bench.]

I can't believe we don't get proper graves. The afterlife is a joke.

[brightred]

This is the worst afterlife I've ever been in.

[bachelorbored]

Oh, yeah? I didn't realize you were a steward of the dead. I guess that's cool.

How many are there?

[brightred]

[She taps her chainsaw. It has the word "deathscythe" embossed on the metal of the casing.]

That's privileged~ information~

You'll have to die for real to find that out~

[bachelorbored]

That's fine. Truth be told, I don't care, but I find it good to make polite conversation!

Speaking of dying, you never told us how you died. It was a girl, right? Did she overpower you?

[brightred]

Well, if you don't care, you won't mind if I tell you a little piece of advice~

Stay alive as long as you can, live the best life that you can, and try desperately not to die.

[But that's enough of that.]

She didn't overpower me! We had a dramatic fight to the death on the highwire! I just lost my balance, that's all.

[bachelorbored]

Oh? Word. I'll say this one doesn't count.

[but he perks up for some schadenfreude!!]

You fell without even being pushed?

That must have been so embarrassing for you!

[executeprogramming]

Agreement: That would seem a more embarrassing defeat than to be overpowered.

Query: Were you at least able to injure them significantly before your clumsiness?

[brightred]

Hey! We fought! I just wasn't expecting her sword to break that easily! And don't pretend like either of you died in an impressive way either!

[bachelorbored]

[kaz suddenly sits up in horror, because he hasn't been paying attention at all:]

Wait! Does this mean all the dead people are coming here!?

[brightred]

Are you stupid?

[bachelorbored]

Is that a rhetorical question? Whatever the case may be, no!

Tell them to go elsewhere! We're full!

[brightred]

Why? Other than Mr. Masters being an utterly odious person.

[bachelorbored]

There's only so many terrible beds to go around. If people are going to be talking all the time, how are we going to properly relax? The food already tastes like talcum powder, and the clothing is hideous.

But other than that, yes, he's an awful old man.

[brightred]

We could hand him over to the robot for practice. If they're far enough away, we won't need to listen to his screams. Unless we want to~

[bachelorbored]

HK-47 did say I could request violence. It's not usually in line with my personal brand, though.

[brightred]

I'm not allowed to kill humans, but if we can't really die here...

[bachelorbored]

That seems like a worrying loophole, honestly.

[brightred]

Oh? Do you think you'll be in danger from me?

[executeprogramming]

Commentary: I am given to understand that trying new things is an important part of the human experience.

[bachelorbored]

Are you suggesting that it could be a new growth experience for me if I told you to kill someone?

[executeprogramming]

Response: You never know until you try.