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GRAVEYARD PT. II
GRAVEYARD
The world is black. And then you blink at your plate.
A portion of your favorite dish greets your eyes, albeit in a form you may never have seen it in before. Encased in a thick, wobbling layer of multi-colored gelatin, the food you know and love now sits suspended in its protein-based enclosure as an eccentric re-imagining of the dish. Furthermore, it only takes a glance to see that the rest of the dining table's spread shares this same theme, as every single dish, sweet or savory, finds itself victim to a jiggling Jell-o jail.
Still, you won't have much time to take this all in before a quiet, high-pitched giggling makes its way to your ears, only crescendoing in volume the longer you sit in this oh-so-familiar dining room. It doesn't take much to find the source of the sound either; unlike the other side, this place is absolutely teeming with fairies to the point where the fluttering of their iridescent wings is clearly audible behind the din of their laughter. As you come to your senses, dozens and dozens of beady eyes watch with their tiny faces stretched out in a wide grin, before speaking in unison.
"Welcome, we can't wait to serve you!"
As the fairies erupt in raucous laughter all around you, at least one more thing is readily apparent: however you met your end, your body is completely whole again. You also have company at the table with you, although whether it's desirable company or not may depend on the circumstances surrounding your death.
In any case, there's nothing stopping anyone from leaving the dining room and roaming freely as usual, and most of the same areas that were available to you on the other side are still present here, albeit with some differences. And though your life may have been stolen from you, it still looks like you have a part in this tale, somehow, someway.
So, will you let your story finish here, or will you write your own ending?
[Welcome to the Graveyard! This is part 2 of the GY post for Weeks 6 and 7. The previous post for Weeks 2-5 is linked above. Please also view the GY doc linked above for a full rundown of the basics. You may also still submit for items and gacha rolls using the GY shop post.]
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Huh!
Anyway she's just here to make sure things go smoothly so she can be chatted with after the kids unless he wants to address her in particular.]
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Vhat was it? Zat you killed for, ant got Frau SQ executed for. I believe I have a right to know.
[Because sometimes it's easier to focus on other things rather than the fact that you just died.]
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...I suspected Zola from the beginning based on our discussion about the profiles. But I had hoped we could stay peaceful if we got to know each other through parties...
When she killed Samidare, I thought that- that it was my fault for not acting sooner. So I resolved not to make the same mistake twice.
I acted on my suspicions of Gin, and I was successful, but... not enough. And not in time. By the time I returned to my room, Riku was on my doorstep. And... and I couldn't even hold it together in trial long enough to send someone dangerous to be executed, either.
[She tips her head down, words relatively calm even with the thread of true sorrow underlying it all.]
I was wrong to believe I had any power to protect the people here, and I am sorry.
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don't forget playing as foxThe parrot...nods, actually.]
I sink I understand. I hat suspicions about Frau Zola before she killed. I hat even suspected you somevhat, but was foolish enough to sink you were just a bodyguard or something simpler. A mistake on my part.
I woult criticize you for your actions, but...I tried to kill in an attempt to bring someone back to life. I believe I have no right to critique your actions, at zis point.
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I... I swear I will do everything I can to help here. Even though all I'm good for is brute strength or, um, killing, I'll do whatever it takes. So...
You can trust in me for that, at least.
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[And really? Could she hide anything else, in all honesty?]
And in a situation such as zis? Brute strength and the ability to kill are far from useless skills.
[He will be very grateful to see The Piper get his...well, something of his ripped out/off.]
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There are a lot of puzzles to solve, too. We've been struggling a little...
[In a tone that belies It Is More Than A Little.]
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Zen I believe I will my work cut out for me. I have no intention of leaving any stones unturned, after all.
[Congrats, Yor, you got the Professor to smile a little bit.]
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Thank you, Professor. I knew we could count on you.
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[He's tempted to try perching on her shoulder, but...he's not risking accidentally getting shish-kabobed by one of those needles in mid-air, thank you.]
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For me? No, never.
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Sank you for having faith in me, zen.
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[She'll fetch a slice of sunflower seed bread to hold up for him too, if he'd like some.]
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[What's that could happen? Someone kills him?
And he will be peck peck pecking at the offered bread because he would never pass that up.]
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[Yeah, he definitely missed this. Not having to fly everywhere and just getting to take it easy by sitting on someone's shoulder. Very nice. Ten out of ten. Would recommend for any other small birds.]
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To the meeting!]