GRAVEYARD ✨

[probe]

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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[nodo]

a.) arrival
[ well the pool of blood was an interesting touch and law isn't exactly sure what to make of that as he slides walks out of the pool. he's also not sure what to make of everything that he sees overall once he's out free.

though at the same time?? the fact that the last thing he remembered being a drift in space slowly suffocating is....sure something else. haha. not that unease is showing. nah, this man is gonna front until he dies (again)

the moment he figures what is going on, though, he has someone to pester the shit out of. ]

b. ) help
[ i have no idea what else to put i'm literally back reading and distressing. law can be vibing OR HUNTING DOWN SPECIFIC A PERSON. YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND WHAT YOU'VE DONE. ]

a.) arrival, bitch

[kokytos]

[ He's there. He just saw you die, and now he's just expecting you to crawl out any minute now, if it's anything like Steven's own situation.

Then again, this place could always pull a fast one on him. There's no promise that the dead always return. Beau and Tamaki are nowhere to be seen, after all! What's there to say that it wouldn't be the same for others?

Douman and Omi showed up first. And roughly around the same time. But Law?

But then -- there. And Steven's also there, eyes flickering. His expression is hard to read. Hey, good to see you. Damn, it's sad you died. Wow, I just saw you suffocate in the coldness of outer space. ]

Hey, Doctor. [ He goes with that. ]

:)

[nodo]

[ sometimes it takes a while for you to show up because you're out there suffocating on the lack of air and maybe freezing and boiling all at the same time. you don't know. either way when law sees steven there's a strange mix of feelings that go through him.

he can't read that look on steven's face and he doesn't know what to expect but he'll offer him a small smirk for what it's worth. is it worth anything at all? ]

Hey. [ he'll look him over—no suit? ] You look a lot better than I was expecting.

[ he's in one piece because he died in one piece, others? maybe they weren't going to be so lucky. seems like he was proven wrong about that, though. ]

[kokytos]

[ Hahaha. What do you expect him to say? He did literally just come out of watching you die. On a screen. It's like oddly real and oddly not.

He is indeed no longer in a suit, but rather just dressed in a casual as hell hoodie and pants. Uncharacteristic, but he makes it work. ]

You too. Given, you know. I hope you went unconscious first, before anything else. [ He speaks like nothing is wrong, though there's that barrier of something being held back. He's so good at doing that, but it feels different this time around.

He just laughs, hollow, light. ]

You fucking piece of shit. [ There's no bite to it. But man, how dare you show up here? ]

[nodo]

[ of course he makes it work, but guess that means they're just two guys in casual clothing which is totally fine with him. what's less fine is when steven keeps speaking because yeah.

yeah... he isn't about to break it down but—he'll offer his own laugh and shake of his head. tearful reunion? definitely not. but it's something. ]

You won't want the answer to that.

[ yeah, how dare he show up here, right? given how their last conversation went..? the fact that he's here proves to be so counter-productive but sometimes you just stop and forget about the bigger picture. law's not above being petty. though guess that doesn't matter right now and he's no good with this sort of thing but there is one thing he remembered and...

he'll slowly reach for one of steven's hands. just a few fingers at first. whatever steven calls him just rolls off his back like water on a duck. especially when there's absolutely no bite to it. terrible. ]

I guess that's what I deserve.

1/2

[kokytos]

[ He smiles a little initially, first. Yeah, that's the kind of deadpan response he expected out of the other. When Law reaches for Steven's hand, he allows it, fingers slightly curling in the touch and it's maybe half a hold, a loose one.

And then it hits him, really. Law's right here. ]

2/2

[kokytos]

[ It hurts in a weird way, the gentle touch of warm skin. He fucking died. After their idle talks and those wary promises made, Steven went and fucking died -- not in any way because he wanted to, and he fought as much as he was capable of doing in those circumstances. But it didn't change the fact of what happened.

Then he had a conversation with Luca, where he, though only loosely, admitted in words that Law did mean something to him for better or worse, and even then, he had held his thoughts in careful objectivity.

And he watched through the entire trial, speaking not a single word to anyone, watching as they caught Law -- and the man hardly fought, nor tried to scramble his way out of it, instead admitting to it all. Steven almost wanted to be derisive about it, but it felt right for Law to go out on his own terms. Even in the execution, in the end, he did it in the way that was most honourable to him.

It was Steven's goddamn fault. Law's murder, his execution, his brutal death in cold lonely space. And this son of a bitch has the gall to smile at him?




Fuck this.

When Law reaches for his hand, when Steven holds it back and realizes he's fucking real and he's right fucking here, he pulls Law into a hug. There aren't tears, but the misery in his body language is palpable, the dam cracking. ]

You weren't supposed to die, jackass.

b

[holeful]

[You know what I'm going to give Law to deal with is when he comes into the residence building Fukuda is just splayed out on the floor in front of the door like he's dead?

Like, Law can and perhaps should ignore him but he's literally too big to step over.]

[nodo]

[ why.

why am i being inflicted with this? as much as i would have law step on fukuda, he won't because of reasons unknown to me but he will nudge him with his foot because that's the least he can do in this situation. ]

Fukuda.

[holeful]

[Wow step on the big dog you coward.]

Ah. Hello, Doctor. Thank you for avenging Omi.
[Does it really count if it was by accident? Anyway he's not moving.]

[nodo]

[ no because fukuda might be into that and law isn't about to indulge him in that. ]

Omi? [ h..wh... hello? give him a hot second but not much more because: ] So, it was Douman who killed Omi?

[holeful]

[AEJDFJKEDFJ STOP!!!!!]

Aah. That's what Omi said. They didn't kill Steven, though.

a

[notaccurate]

[Luca already waited for two new arrivals, he can wait for a third too. Law seems to be able to move on his own though, so he waits for him to get out of the blood before speaking up.]

Glad to see you made it, even if the circumstances are rather grim.

[nodo]

[ yeah, given how he died, law is pretty up to speed on the whole motor skills sort of thing. ]

"Made it"?

[ hmmm. ]

Before I start making assumptions, what is this place?

[notaccurate]

Hell, probably. It's definitely not heaven. The food here tastes horrible.

[nodo]

I doubt any of us deserve heaven.

[ taking a quick look around. ]

Is that all you know about this place? Who else is here?

[notaccurate]

[Honestly Luca can't even be mad about that point, his sin list is long.]

All of us who have died so far are here, minus Tamaki and Beau. Despair stays here too, and Sloth stopped by for a visit on Monday.

a or b baybee, your pick ;)

[niceguyferatu]

[ When he spots Law, he'll just give him a civil nod in greeting/acknowledgement. ]

Welcome to the afterlife, doctor.

:) we go w/b.

[nodo]

[ if only because law can have his sword with him by this point when he's hunting down this very person! he normally kept that back in his closet back when he was still alive but not anymore!!!! now he has a sense of purpose. amazing!!

shame that despite vlad's civil greeting law has no time to be civil. today he woke up and choose violence. ]

Hey Vlad.

[ which is all the warning he'll give vlad (this was not a warning) before he swings his sword (still inside of its sheath) at vlad's no good, smug, incel face. now if he misses or connects, i'll leave up to you but if it connects you better know he's swinging with every intention of taking off his head.


just no blade. ]

[niceguyferatu]

[ And because the dice were kind to Vlad, he successfully ducks under the sword, completely safe. When he pops back up, he holds his hands up placatingly. ]

Ah, come on now, I'm sure we can talk this out like reasonable men!

[nodo]

[ DICE SHOULD NOT BE KIND TO AN INCEL. and law is also not going to be nice to an incel. ]

I'm not a reasonable man.

[ cue law removing the sheath from his sword and letting it drop to the ground. say what you will about overcompensation, but six feet of stainless steel sharpened to the point where it can cut through whatever law wishes (quite literally if he had his powers) is nothing to sniff at. so, yeah. about that dice roll?

how is it going to fare against law taking another very calculated and swing at vlad's neck. he does not wish to miss this time around and if he does, well, i guess he can start hacking away at his legs. :/ kind of hard to dodge if you are missing those. law just wants to make it quick.

lmao "quick". ]

[niceguyferatu]

[ ain't no dice roll at work this time, because i want this to happen so much i don't care about chance:

This time, Law's blade swings true! It slices through Vlad's neck swiftly and cleanly, fully decapitating the man and sending his head flying across the room with the force of the hit. His pained screaming gets quieter the further the head is flung, before eventually--a dull thud.

His headless body tenses up and flinches in both pain and confusion. Then, it grabs around at its neck, and points at Law--or at least, where Law was at the time of the attack. If he's moved, Vlad certainly can't tell.

Because his head is ALL THE WAY OVER THERE, nose smushed against the ground, eyes only able to see the dirt. From there, he can be heard grunting loudly in pain, and then shouting: ]

Was that really necessary?!

b

[executeprogramming]

[whenever is the absolutely least convenient time that Law would want HK to appear, there he is]

Greetings: Well, well, well, look what the lothcat dragged in. Or, rather, a slow death by suffocating in the vacuum of space.

[nodo]

[ well, that time would be when he's with steven but since they are two grown adult men, let's just have it when law is just about to help him to a snack.

which goes splat on the ground but it's fine. law didn't need to eat anyway. ]

Hello HK-47. How has been dead treating you?

[executeprogramming]

Response: Oh it is about the same, meatbag, although with the added benefit of being able to repeatedly maim and murder the same target without permanent effects.

Conjecture: That being said, it is hard to believe that any of us are what you would call "dead." At least, not yet.