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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I'm okay. [HE'S... BEEN BETTER, BUT LOOK, HE CAN'T COMPLAIN.] It's different, but it isn't bad.

[Except for Dahlia.]

I'm sorry you have to be here even so.

That's good to hear! In spite of everything, the "you" that I met in the beginning and the one here in front of me are the same man in my eyes, almost.

[ ...wings? wing singular? ]

Please, don't worry about me. That's how this game is played, right? I refuse to be sore about it. If you say this isn't bad... I look forward to my stay,

[Wing, but, like, probably half a single wing later after Madara THROWS RANPO AT HIM AND HE FALLS ON THE GROUND.]

I wish I could forgive myself as easily as you forgive me. [But he smiles just faintly.] You remind me of Ven. He could always find the good in everything.

[ SARAH TOLD ME YOUR WINGS CAN GET FIXED WITH CURE DRINK IM NOT CLIPPING THE ONE-WINGED ANGEL INTO THE HALF-WINGED ANGEL THAT'S TOO MEAN. ]

See, you aren't a bad person at all! That stuff about your friends wasn't a lie either, if you compare me to one.

[ he dials back though. ]

This is my form of "justice", even if I'm powerless in the grand scheme of things. But anyway... Being a Reaper must have been difficult for you. It's like being a hitman or an assassin, right?

[half-winged angel plays in the bg]

I guess so. We were given orders. If we don't follow them, we would've been erased. Our partners would have, too, if they couldn't make a pact with someone else.

We wouldn't get our own second chance if we don't win. Even if the others win, they'll have to decide which of you get to go home.

That's... absolutely rough. I'm sorry.

[ folds arms and makes a frustratee noise. ]

To be completely selfish, I don't like that my fate is in the hands of others now. Well, there's not much to do about it, moping doesn't suit me.

[ overrides half wing angel with some cute kh bgm ]

What does Terra-san like to do here?

[when times were pure and good]

We'll have to believe in them. That they'll do the right thing.

[He seems a little surprised by the question. He looks around, then back.] I... haven't thought about it.

I guess I like exploring where the others are at now. It's like being there with them.

[ too cute... ]

Do you want to go for a walk outside later then? We can do that!

[ also pure, for the adventures after things get patched up like terra's poor wing, ]

After all that, you want to be with them... That's not a bad thing, really! It's good. To resent the living... kinda-living would probably do nothing good, anyway. That's how demons are created and stuff like that.

When you're afraid of not having the same power as the un-erased. That's when Darkness grows in your heart.

I don't resent them. I'm glad they can try to make things right. I know they can do it. [He offers a faint smile.] Sure. Let's go for a walk.

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I THOUGHT I RESPONDED TO THIS...

betrayed

actual traitor was a-me, peario

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