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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[chr]

To ferry me into death?

Maybe.

[ funny. she almost kissed his forehead during... anyway. ]

You trusted me. It's enough for me. I'm glad it was you, at the end.

[voyeur]

So am I.

And now, we can have all the fatty tuna we want until the end of this game!

[chr]

As it turns out, I'm no longer vegetarian. Just for today, so move your fat butt and let me get some.

[ just for today. ]

[voyeur]

I thought I wasn't thicc.

[He moves over. Come sit with him!!]

[chr]

No, I'm thicc between the two of us. I'm the one Jacopo called thunder thighs.

[ when he scooches for her, monika slides in and beams. she actually... hasn't had proper sushi in a long while? a pair of chopsticks are retrievec quickly. she's ready, but - ]

I haven't been a burden, have I? I'm... still up for cuddling at night. However, I think we should invite Jacopo.

[voyeur]

[lmao Jacopo. But when she talks, she gets what she always does: his full attention and acceptance.]

Ignoring your efforts to trick your way into a polyamorous relationship—Monika, you understand my character pretty well by now. Considering it like that, do you really think you've been a burden?

[chr]

[ her chopsticks over a piece of sushi. she stops there, and thinks. ]

...Less than a burden...

I was like a full course meal for you.

Just not the one you ordered, perhaps.

[voyeur]

When you put it like that, I think you make it sound even more strange than how we chose to go out.

[true though]

[chr]

It's been strange from the beginning. You teased more humanity out of me than I thought I had. I became human. Between you and Jacopo, I feel like I am a person. An angry, strange woman with a lot of opinions, but isn't that any person?

[voyeur]

I wouldn't say it's all of them, but it's definitely a number of them. Ah, that's right, though. There's something I wanted to say now that I'm not pretending to be the person I once was.

[He pats her on the head.]

I love you for your humanity. At the same time, I love you for those parts of you that are a character file in a game. Both aspects are beloved to me.

[chr]

[ back then, she had thought his voice was similar enough to jacopo's that she could hear him in the back of her mind. that she could pretend izaya's words were his. in this moment, she damns herself for that selfish thought. how could she, when izaya says something like that? surely, it's because he wants to see her reaction. ]

...Izaya...

[ she's already crying, a little bit. the entirety of monika... even the program that was shutting down as he tore through her at the end - he accepts that. he accepts monika, the complicated being that she is. sentient and alive, with the power to make her own decisions now. in some way, yes, maybe izaya has acted like a big brother to her, leading her to become a girl who takes her life into her own hands.

well, metaphorically. but there's one thing that bothers her. ]

Do you love yourself?

[voyeur]

[She cries, and he doesn't comfort her. After all, she knows how false it would be. He doesn't love her like that. His comfort is just a tool to coerce her. He only smiles and watches her.

Yet, when she asks her question, he does pause. Then, with bitterness, he smiles.]

I wonder? I've had that question asked of me more than a couple ties. I wonder what people find so interesting about it?