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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[llywelin]

[It surprises them a little but they don't move away. They need the comfort, too. It might not be much, but they rest a hand on Eleanor's.]

I was naive for walking into a trap. I shouldn't have trusted people I barely knew. I don't know what I was thinking, especially when Izaya may have had trouble finding a partner afterwards. I could have also cost him his life.

[But they don't want to dwell on that. What she said bothers them, because:] They didn't deserve your kindness but I'm glad you have it. What I said before, about playing the game as myself, I think... it's important. I won't speak for you but for myself... I had hoped to come out of this only by fighting those who deserved it. I didn't want to eliminate anyone with a truly good heart. So while I'm upset... [To put it mildly. 'Upset' can't cover it.] I'm glad I didn't get used by those people either.

[In some ways it might be worse to be a footnote on their pages, a notch on their belt of kills, but Lion has to draw strength from something. Knowing they didn't get to use them to eliminate other innocents or deceive them into voting a lamb to slaughter, anything like that, is the one thing they have left.]