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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[venomosity]

[after that... mess... dahlia looks a little annoyed. she makes a beeline for terra without hesitation.]

Why the hell did you give them that answer, idiot? Is this more of your "everyone deserves a second chance" stupidity?

[darkearth]

Everyone needs hope. I don't know if it's true, but I also don't know if it isn't. I believe there has to be a way.

They spend too much time trying to "win," to be stronger than us. I made that mistake before. I don't want to make it again.

If they think there's a way, maybe they'll try something different.

[venomosity]

[she just rolls her eyes.]

You hero types are all the same. Part of me wishes I had even a fraction of your naivety... but then again, I think I'm fine the way I am.

You really think it's worth it? After all these murders, these lies, these Games? Don't talk like your hands are clean.

[darkearth]

You're right. They're not.

I've done some things I can't take back. But... they don't have to make the same choice. They're sentencing someone to Erasure, just like us. All to live.

If they want a second chance for everyone, they need the hope that there's a way.

[venomosity]

God, save me the proselytizing. [another huff, before...] How about we focus... on the spectacle you started last week?

[because, yeah, they're still in the mcdonald's, which means they get to witness this.]

[darkearth]

[He frowns and looks away. It hurts to be demonized when he's trying his best, yanked from both sides and almost split down the middle.]

I didn't lie. I only told him I knew they would find the last one. They found Junko this time. Ranpo is gone.

There's only two left. It wasn't a lie.

[It wasn't.]

[venomosity]

Either way, he's a moron for taking you at face value. It just makes it funnier that he's also spreading his misunderstanding like it's the gospel truth.

[she quickly glances at the reaper creeper board.]

You did try lying to them about Ranpo, though.

[darkearth]

I know. [He can at least admit that. His eyes lift to the board.] It wouldn't have mattered if they knew. Just like it wouldn't have mattered if Noctis and I both said no to erasing Lion.

[It's familiar, their tunnel vision.]

I was like that, too. Like them. I saw myself and what I thought I needed to do, and that was all. I didn't even listen to what Ven had to say. I didn't... see the bigger picture.

[venomosity]

... I'm assuming this "Ven" is your friend.

[she turns away from him, casting her face in shadow. when she continues speaking, her voice is metered, detached.]

You're weak, Terra. That's what bonds do to you.

[darkearth]

Maybe, but not because of my friends. Friends make you stronger. When you're consumed by Darkness, they're the Light that shines through. They're who I thought about when Xehanort took my body.

I thought I was dead, but then... I got the chance to fight back.

[He wishes he still had his wayfinder, the one he gave to Vanitas for Ven. It'd be a comforting thing to run his fingers over right now.]

Ven is one of my best friends.