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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[holeful]

[There's nothing else to do so, Fukuda is here?]

... Are you alright, Steven?

[kokytos]

[ Fukuda always does whatever he wants, what a free soul. ]

Sure. [ It's an absent-minded response. ]

[holeful]

[DOES HE? ARE YOU SURE????]

Maybe it will be something quick like mine was....

[kokytos]

The executions are clearly meant to be a spectacle, the way they're done for all to see.

[ For reasons of self-satisfactory absolution, for a pat on the back well done for a successful trial, for a sense of entertainment in the cruel-hearted. The reasons are varied, but nonetheless, the execution is a show.

In other words, Steven's saying he has little faith that it'll be short and sweet. ]

[holeful]

Haha, you didn't see mine, though!

[Checkmate sir.]

[kokytos]

Mm.

[ Good job at trying the jab/teasing advice he gave you a few weeks ago, Fukuda! It's actually not a half-bad attempt if not very ill-timed. It's too bad that Steven's clearly too distracted to appreciate it, watching the... space nonsense start. ]

[holeful]

[He wasn't even trying to do that he's just stating facts that are true.]

Oh...
[Space nonsense.]

This does seem less straightforward. We just had syringes.

[kokytos]

[ IT'S FINE TAKE THE WIN FUKUDA. ]

None of the executions have been exactly "straightforward".

[ He won't say some kind of stupid, hopeless shit like "fight, win". But hey, Law's at least going down trying. ]

[holeful]

I keep telling you though, mine was. But now I'm starting to wonder why?

[Space nonsense is becoming even more nonsense.]

It's a shame there's not really a quick and painless way to die in space.

[kokytos]

Sure. [ That's all he says, regarding Fukuda's execution. He didn't see it, he doesn't know about it. But unless it was something like, "so my executioner was given an axe and a red line was drawn on my neck", it's not very straightforward. ]

Death in vacuum is reportedly much less violent than you'd think. Movies and novels really love to add flairs for the dramatic.

It'll hopefully just be oxygen deprivation.

[ The fuck is he saying, honestly. You'd think a guy would try to sound less distant about it when that's someone important to him out there. ]

[holeful]

[I mean Fukuda isn't the person to see something wrong with it. Also he has no real concept of exactly how close Law and Steven were.]

I mean sure, but neither of those are quick deaths, are they?

[kokytos]

If you go by the fantastical movie version, then I think the usual acceptance is "painful, but quick". On the other hand, death by oxygen deprivation is slower, but less painful.

Kind of like choosing being burned alive or freezing to death.

[holeful]

[He thinks for a moment.]

It's hard for me to compare since my only experience with freezing to death was quicker than the usual way it goes.

[kokytos]

I'm familiar with the latter. [ APPARENTLY. And that's all he says, quietly watching the two tussle it out in dead space. ]