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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compliments

[brightred]

This one's easy. [Grell says, because clearly no one here knows parlor games so she's going to have to teach all of you.]

Everyone must pick an animal, and announce what animal they've become. Then everyone else must pay them a compliment fitting their animal. If anyone fails to compliment the animal appropriately, they owe a forfeit.

[brightred]

To start. I should like to be a plain, brown spider. What compliment shall you give me?

[notaccurate]

Thank you for eating all of the bugs and keeping my house clean.

[brightred]

I do my best~

And what animal are you, sir?

[notaccurate]

I will be a red-tailed hawk.

[brightred]

A fine, majestic creature. The sort of thing that can soar to heaven!

Then I shall be a mouse.

[notaccurate]

So quiet, and sneaky too! You never know a mouse is around until you find your food missing.

I will be a horse.

[brightred]

[She just... grins. Showing off all those shark teeth.]

A fine steed for a man to ride~

[notaccurate]

[He sputters at that.]

GRELL!

[Oh look, she just won.]

[brightred]

Oh? Am I wrong~?

[notaccurate]

I am not answering that question!

Re: compliments

[bachelorbored]

Oh, I'm an animal lover. This should be easy.

Let's say... Panda, and not just because Gottlieb turned into one, but because I am a fan of them!

[brightred]

A what?

[bachelorbored]

A panda.

Wait, did you just lose?

[brightred]

Of course I didn't lose! You can't just make up fake animal names as if everyone knows what they are!

[bachelorbored]

Uh, a panda is not fake. They may be endangered, but they're not gone.

[brightred]

So what is it? We don't have... pandas where I'm from.

[bachelorbored]

It's a panda. You know?

[brightred]

Obviously not!

[bachelorbored]

Hang on, I'll draw one.

[he gets some paper

and a pen

and sketches out a panda.]

[brightred]

... is it a sort of bear?

[bachelorbored]

Yeah, that's why they call it a panda bear!

[brightred]

Then why didn't you say that from the beginning?

[executeprogramming]

Commentary: I do not understand the point of this game, meatbag. Perhaps it is because humans are already animals which are severely lacking in complimentary qualities?

[brightred]

Well then, I'm sure it's much too difficult for you to come up with compliments for other animals~