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

[venomosity]

All you have to work with is the name, same as your wildcard pin.

[chr]

Yeah, the names should be... some kind of hint, right? I mean, names exist to distinguish something.

It's nice of you to join the conversation, though. You seem like a Lolita Bat girl.

[venomosity]

[ she shrugs! ]

I'm not allowed to vote. Bias and all that. With all the other wrong things I'm capable of doing, I may as well give the higher ups that much.

[chr]

Oh. [ monika Hates That for personal reasons. hm. ]

Yeah, I get that, but sometimes the wrong thing is... actually the right thing to do. Just a little opinion of mine!

[venomosity]

Mmm... I'd prefer to keep my job.

[chr]

Does it pay well, at least? [ this is a genuine. fucking question sorry ]

[venomosity]

The continued existence of my own Soul is guaranteed.

Plus I don't have to pay a dime for any new clothes.

[chr]

I have to admit that's my favorite part of being dead right now. Like, you should see my closet now! It's ridiculous!

[venomosity]

Shibuya is more or less the fashion capital of Japan.

[chr]

I guess I'm lucky then... I didn't get much in the way of choosing my own clothing when I was alive. I mean really alive... So this place is pretty nice. I know you don't like it, and it's a job, but I appreciate you doing this much.

Wow, that was embarrassingly honest. Well, you can still have the compliment if you want it... haha!