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

[niceguyferatu]

[ when Law confesses and Harrow's just addressing him very calmly and civilly despite all that:

is there tea here? I'm gonna say there's tea here and that Vlad's been drinking it, so that he can spittake ]

What? And that's it?!

[holeful]

It almost seems too easy, how quickly he admitted to it...

[That's what Vlad means, clearly.]

[niceguyferatu]

[ ...and then Law admits he went after Douman for their supposed murder of Steven, and, well. ]

Ah. I see now.

Hmm.

[ just. takes a very long, loud sip of his chalky-ass tea. ]

[holeful]

.... Three people are dead because of what you did.

[notaccurate]

Four, if you include Vlad himself.

[holeful]

Why would we count him? No one is mad about that.

[niceguyferatu]

Three? All I see are Steven and, indirectly, Douman.

[holeful]

[JUST STARES AT HIM.]

[notaccurate]

Four people are dead because of you. And it will soon be five, if Law is voted out. I hope you're proud of yourself.

[He says that deadpan.]

[niceguyferatu]

I take no responsibility for anyone's death but Steven's.

But if everyone wants so badly to pin it on me, then call it comeuppance, for constantly placing the blame week after week on an innocent man.

[holeful]

The only reason people suspected me was because of the state you left Steven's head in.

[niceguyferatu]

How was I to know that you had a pattern of killing people through their heads that would make you look suspicious? If I'd have known, I might have chosen another method, one that would've incriminated Ming Yi a little more.

[holeful]

[Some small part of his brain says that's not the point, but;]

I think that would have just made people more convinced Ming Yi was being framed.

[notaccurate]

Why were you trying to incriminate him in the first place? Did you know he had killed?

[He's just. Going to ask that first, before going on about hole-drilling.]

[bachelorbored]

[kaz sits up suddenly, frowning.]

Fuck Ming Yi! You know where he can stick his shovel?

[notaccurate]

You could have used your body to kill Mahito and Endorsi by just body-slamming them until they died. Instead you stood there and had a snack with them while I died, and then you died too.

[niceguyferatu]

You think I wasn't sincerely trying to kill Mahito, or at the very least incapacitate him? Even rock hard as I was, he was quick enough to evade me for long enough to outlast me.

And I already told you, I was tired out by that point! I needed the energy just as much as they did, if I wanted to stand any chance.

[brightred]

Oh, we didn't vote for you because we blamed you. We voted for you because we didn't like you.

[holeful]

It's the same as what happened to HK-47 and to some extent myself as well.

[notaccurate]

I definitely blamed him at that second trial.

[niceguyferatu]

Oh, like people found you so much more enjoyable!

[executeprogramming]

Commentary: I had no idea the old meatbag was so prolific. It is not my chosen method, but subterfuge and misdirection of the justice system are perfectly valid ways of assassination.

[niceguyferatu]

Why do people keep calling me old? I'm barely at the halfway point for the average human lifespan!

[executeprogramming]

Query: The average human lifespan in your system is 120-130 years?

[notaccurate]

They're honestly reliable ways to go about it, if you have the charisma for it.