graveyard

[reapertoire]

#GRAVEYARD

Well, that sucked! That might be your first thought when you open your eyes to find yourself in a lavishly decorated room with a nice, soft bed. Or maybe you’re thinking about something else, it doesn’t really matter, since the only important thing right now is that you’re alive. Sort of. You’re still dead, but you also still exist, so that’s better than nothing. Whenever you decide to leave the room to venture out into the rest of the building, you’ll find that… hm. You sure have found yourself somewhere interesting, and there are plenty of places to explore. Foods from all of the weeks prior can be found in the hotel’s kitchen, as well as an entertainment center in the next room; just because you’re dead-dead doesn’t mean you can’t still have fun while the Reaper’s Game continues. Dare you try your luck with the ice cream machine in this weird place…? Or do you explore the mysterious board game that rests on the lobby’s table? Nothing’s stopping you. You’re absolutely able to leave the hotel, by the way. As soon as you step outside, you’ll find yourself in whatever area is currently open to the remaining Players for the current week. The only thing is, in addition to being invisible to the shadowy denizens of the RG... it seems you can’t interact at all with your fellow active Players in the UG, either. Weird! But that’s okay, you’re not totally alone in this limbo-squared! There are others around who you can interact with, and you might recognize them as the other people who have been Erased during the course of the game. In fact, there’s one rather special resident of this place... it’s none other than Dahlia Hawthorne. You might remember her as Utena Tenjou’s murderer from the first week! Upon seeing you, she smirks, welcoming you to the party. “Did you really think you'd seen the last of me? Welcome to the Under-Underground—the loser’s playground, a failure like the rest of us,” she taunts, swirling the teacup in her hand with an almost gleeful look in her eyes. Then, as if to preempt whatever the new arrivals wish to respond with, she rolls her eyes and adds, “The stupid name wasn’t my choice, by the way. As if I’d choose something that dumb to preside over.” game info ☠ setting ☠ statuses ☠ ic profiles private conversations ☠ murder proposals ☠ money full nav

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[voyeur]

[He slaps up a Reaper barrier right in front of Jacopo.]

Hey, that's no way to greet someone who put his whole heart into seeing you again, is it?

[grano]

[ there's, uh.

a nervous laugh. ]

Why is he still here...

[ jacopo turns around.

and he turns back.

the barrier is still there. ]

This —

I've caught onto your joke, you can cease this already!

[voyeur]

I won't drop this barrier until you get me fatty tuna.

[grano]

I hadn't realized my impression of him was this precise.

[voyeur]

Don't you? I think you should feel confident that you've kept me pretty accurately in your heart.

[grano]

You..

This is —

A trick of the mind, isn't it?

It can't be.

The card, it's —

You were supposed to live.

[voyeur]

I plan on it. Hey, there's a saying that boredom kills an immortal. So an end won't be coming for me just yet.

[grano]

Grr....

[ and then, at an alarming volume: ]

PUT THAT BARRIER DOWN AT ONCE! IZAYA!

[voyeur]

I can't. [SHRUG] I need the fatty tuna first.

[grano]

I'll give you something fatty alright!

[ he bangs his fists against the barrier.

despite you know.

knowing that it's fucking useless. ]

Izaya! Just — tell me...why did you die...!?

[voyeur]

Don't make weird promises in front of other people, Jacopo.

[That's lewd!]

I died because a guy in a car didn't notice a red light. We talked about this.

[grano]

[ UGH.

HE RUNS TO THE KITCHEN.

AND COMES BACK.

AND THEN THROWS FATTY TUNA AT THE BARRIER. ]

Down! Izaya!

[voyeur]

[He drops the barrier so he can get his tuna]

Good work, Jacopo! You may pass!

[grano]

[ he lunges, gripping izaya by the shoulders. ]

Goddamn it, this is — this is real...! I gave you the card, you were...you shouldn't have...

[ a breath. ]

You..

[ suddenly, his hand moves towards izaya's left — an old entry fee, a relic of what once was. it gingerly wraps around his fingers. ]

I would...I would have stopped you.

[voyeur]

[His eyebrows lift, but he doesn't stop Jacopo. He has very, very rarely stopped Jacopo from doing anything. Isn't that the request he'd made? For Jacopo to use him however he liked.]

Of course. You didn't want Monika to give up her life.

[grano]

[ firmly: ]

That card...was given to you, because you were meant to live. Selfishly, just as you always do. You could have pacted with someone else, you brazen fool...

[ he squeezes the slightest bit. ]

If it was painful, I'll kill you.

[voyeur]

[break him, daddy]

It was what she wanted. Moreover, it was a gamble. At this point in my existence, it's no fun at all if you don't throw your life onto the roulette wheel now and then. How else was I going to get to watch the face of a human in a moment like that?

[grano]

There is fear in you, isn't there?

[voyeur]

Of course. After all, I'm a coward.

[grano]

Then...I promise you, that we'll make it out of here.

[ there is a trace of gentleness to his touch. ]

After all, I cannot allow fear to overwhelm that feeble heart of yours.

[voyeur]

[It isn't what he expects. Izaya's eyes flicker over Jacopo's face, then the rest of him, scanning expression and posture for the emotion behind them.]

Hahh? Hey, Jacopo. Your second death is making you surprisingly sentimental. Those dying words were pretty embarrassing, too.

[grano]

Shut up.

[ despite the embarrassment, it comes out as a amused puff. sorrow lingers in his eyes. ]

A contract is a contract.

[voyeur]

Ah, but nothing in that tautology says that it should be kept. So if it's broken, it doesn't cease to be what it is.

[grano]

It wasn't broken! Who hurt you!?

[voyeur]

[Izaya laughs.]

I'm just saying you don't have to hold to the contract. After all, there wasn't anything to protect.