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

Comments

[speckling]

[ madara will leave his paintball gun on the side of his seat to enjoy some tuna with him! ]

You had me fooled, congrats congrats~

[ munch munch. ]

Are you going to spend the entire time here and eat fatty tuna?

[voyeur]

Thanks. I think playing your part as well as you can is important to carrying out the game, don't you?

[He takes up more fatty tuna.]

I'll step out to observe the Players, of course. After all, that's the best part about being here.

[speckling]

It is quite fun to watch the others~ When I have that to do and being here with the Erased, it's almost alright.

[ takes the rest of 'em, until another plate comes along. ]

The next time you step out, I'm going to play a game of tag with you, alright? Not now, I don't want to ruin the food. I liked you enough where, this break is kind of nice.

[ it's said in a soft, threatening tone. he doesn't like liars too much. ]

[voyeur]

[Izaya is eating his tuna. Moreover, he's enjoying Madara's responses. The great joy of becoming a Reaper was getting to see how humans acted even after death.]

Have fun with it. Of course, I won't hold back on using my full abilities in any sort of game, whether tag or one made by a whimsical Composer.

[speckling]

[ as much as he would prefer not to give something like that gratification, he is a boy who acts as willfully as he could, alive or dead. ]

I will! I am not a child who cares about winning. We will enjoy ourselves in our own ways, yes?

[ the edge almost disappears, but for madara, the fact they'll have fun is the closest to feeling equal, powers or not. ]

Does being a Reaper mean you don't have to worry about all that mercury in the tuna fat?