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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's. just going to stare at steven for a while in contemplation...
hmmmm.....
then just...casually in the most sincere but blunt way possible: ]
I like it when I get to hear you laugh. Not that polite one you put on for everyone but the other one.
[ "when you're being a bit of a bastard" but it's nice week and he can't say that part. ]
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Are you enjoying yourself? [ "You fucker?" ]
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I was being serious.
[ and testing out if it was real or not?? was he really weak to words like that?? ]
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"Reassurance" is stuff like... you know, telling me I do a good job. Checking in on me. Probably, stuff like that. [ Just some stuff he comes up with off the top of his head... ]
Not just, suddenly saying things like that out of the blue. Though, noted...
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this whole scene playing out must be something else because law is just going to be on some level of confused. not that he's oblivious of it but that seemed a bit...weird for him to do out of the blue. or more importantly, why is he considering this so earnestly? also!! weren't compliments included that!!! what the hell steven. ]
So, like when I complimented your cooking.
[ ""complimented"". ]
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Go back.
[ GO BACK. ]
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Go back?
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Hmm, what were we talking about again? [ CLOSES THESE TABS!!!! BACK TO THE YACHT RAMMING INTO THE PORT!!!!!!!!!!!!! ]
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Really?
[ actually? you know what? if steven wants to behave like this then law is going to not be the bigger person here. he totally could continue being the "adult" here but what if he didn't? and as such he's going to have a seat on steven's lap. this is fine right?
yeah. also this thread is over 110 comments long and i don't think anyone is gonna go this far in. ]
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AND HELLO? WHY ARE YOU IN HIS LAP NOW? ]
Law. [ In that borderline teacher voice. What are you pulling here? ]
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he is; fuckin' deal with it. he's just gonna be vibing in his lap with this sort of vibe to it all. law will have all of the energy of a cat who will just decide that This Is The Place that they're going to sit so fucking deal with it. ]
I thought we were just doing whatever we wanted?
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Steven does let go of the laptop and stuff if only to hold onto Law lightly, as this kind of posture demands of him. Just looking up at him reproachfully. ]
I think we're doing plenty enough. [ POINT. ] Are you trying to get some physical affection points? [ It ranked fairly high for both of them. ]
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also look, if steven didn't so balantly derail and force the conversation elsewhere maybe he wouldn't have law sitting on his lap?? though what's wrong with law sitting on his lap? it's a sensible thing to do...for a couple.
not that they've defined that yet in this thread. oh boy doesn't this make the drinking game even funnier. ]
Do I get anything special if I do?
[ aka he can get cozier. ]
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I might drop you is what might happen.
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Might or will?
[ drop him steven. it's what he deserves. ]
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I'm not pushing anything.
[ law wasn't going to do anything more than what he already was doing. so, if steven wanted to punish him for what he was currently doing then he totally should. otherwise, he'll just continue to sit here like this. if he looked smug then maybe it was more that he was content! ]
And who said anything about that? I could have just been tired of standing.
[ he definitely was not and he knew that steven knew that. ]
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Just leaning his chin on Law's shoulder. ]
Uh-huh, well, congratulations. You've done it. You want a reward of some kind?
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[ he knows he's being a little shit and that steven is calling him out on his bullshit but you know what? ask him if he cares first. ]
But no; I don't need any kind of reward. [ the fact that steven hasn't thrown him off should be a reward in itself. ...and it kind of is, honestly. law doesn't deserve to be left unpunished like this. ] I'm fine with how things are like this, but if you want to reward me somehow I'll take it.
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But fine, be a bastard. He'll just kiss Law's neck then, since it's right there and an easy target. There's your "reward" and small concession from Steven. ]
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haha.
that said, the kiss on the neck actually is a surprise and gets a shudder/flinch out of him. h...hello?? was that the kind of rewards he would get? i weep in wishing that law would immediately be able to counter attack but he cannot. ]
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Anyway, Steven's taking advantage of this thanks, and just gonna keep fixating on the fact that it made Law jump, and therefore keep getting at it with a subtle nefarious smile to his features. Payback??? Thanks folks. ]
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also if fixating on it means necking with law then he's going to have a hard time with not not being bothered (like "bothered") by it wow?? if it isn't then he'll just grin and bear it. ...he can live with being embarrassed it's fine. he was embarrassed before!! ]
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but help him this is too much. i'm crying.........there's absolutely no way that law isn't going to squirm his way out or at least put his hand over steven's mouth. look affection was number two but this is just so much??? he didn't ask for this (he kind of did.) and this time i'm at work so i can't get a blushy icon. ]
Really?
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