reapertoire | graveyard

#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.”

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[oh my god he made such a terrible fucking mistake!!!!!!!!!]

There...

The arrows... I thought... It would point in the right direction...

[he didn't... expect... knives...]

[steps up to give a pat pat on the shoulder if terra doesn't move away]

The reasoning wasn't bad. And I'd say, the outcome wasn't either. Even if it wasn't what you intended, it had a fun effect.

[He's a pile of stupid, so, like, he doesn't know he should probably recoil directly out of Izaya's reach honestly.]

"Fun"?

Don't allow him to touch you. He has rabies.

What're... "rabies"?

A pestilence spread through the touch of a rotten, wild animal. It's highly unpleasant.

Is he really...?

Yes! I warned you, Terra. The symptoms have already begun to enter your system. Can't you feel it?

[you're so fucking mean ivan wtf]

I... [Look, he's paranoid as fuck about Darkness? He touches his chest and looks down.] But I'm not alive?

Neither am I. It's something that spreads regardless.

[For a moment, it looks like he's wisening up a little. He seems... uncertain?]

How... do I stop it?

It's the same as all modern medical treatment. Go to a doctor.

Actually, Izaya, it's transferred through the bloodstream. If you act with enough haste, you may be able to sweat it out. So get moving! Only lazy, worthless vagrants such as Izaya require medical attention.

[ah yes time to]

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So you're infected by now, right?

Me? Touch you? I'd sooner perish a third time. I advise that you project your creepy fantasies onto someone else!

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Ah, you're right. I wonder where I got these bruises from, then?

[He holds up his hand. You know, the one Jacopo grabbed WAY too hard earlier in the week.]

I gave you the thrashing you deserved. What of it?

[Izaya looks Jacopo right in the eyes.

And winks.]

Thrash me harder, Daddy.

I will end you, roach!

Please invite me next time. I'm feeling a little lonely. I can't believe my boytoys were so active!

It helped Players make choices for themselves. Isn't that what we're supposed to facilitate in the end?

I don't know. We're supposed to work together.

But not... that way.

[Y'all fucked up and stuff. He was too Rated E for that trial.]

What did you do to help everyone work together, Terra?

I told a lie.

I told them that there was a way to save everyone. But... I didn't know that was true at the time.