GRAVEYARD ✨
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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And he takes Luca's hand.]
I didn't think I'd still have consciousness, I guess?
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[Time to tug Omi out of the pool!]
As much as I wish you had stayed on the other side, it's good to see you. Far better than becoming nothing.
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[Out he goes. The blood just slides right off. That's nice.]
How's it been?
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Alright, he knows this script. He'll hug, gently patting his back.]
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I'm so sorry, Omi. You shouldn't be here. It's uncomfortable and bland and there's not much to do, and even if it's better than some options it's still terrible.
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[Pat, pat.]
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[He hugs Omi for a second longer, and then he pulls away.]
Do you want to share how you died first? Or do you want me to answer your questions about my own death?
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What about you?
[The CRASSANTS.]
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[SIGHHHH]
I went to get breakfast for you and Yuri. You both were sleeping so peacefully, I didn't want to wake either of you yet. But when I was carrying a plate of croissants back to the rec room, I heard sounds coming from the music room. I hurried over there, and I found Vlad standing over what looked to be Endorsi's body.
Of course, she wasn't dead. She was just pretending to be dead to lure people in. Once Vlad and I started arguing, she jumped right up and attacked me.
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[He just didn't murder because of it.]
... That's a lot to deal with in one night. [Horrific.]
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[The worst part of it all: yaoi hand.]
But it's done and over with. I'm just sorry you and Yuri had to wake up to that mess.
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Speaking of which, ready for a tour?
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Please, be my guide.
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[Which means if Omi and Luca keep up their previous pace then the graveyard will be a fukken mansion by endgame.
Also, with a bit of a flourish, he offers his hand out to Omi. The cheeky smile on his face might show that he's having a bit of fun here.]
And we'll need to indulge frequently. All the food here tastes like chalk, and we need to fix that.
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[He takes his hand, and laughs gently.
And then. The FOOD....]
Oh no. How long has it been like that?
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We'll need to get creative. I haven't found 'supplies' here.
And the food has been horrible since I arrived.
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[Sighs. Deeply.]
Tragic.
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Ah. I did start dating Gojou, but we did have it physically open. You know, because of the way this place works.
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