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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My my, you've gotten yourself into quite something haven't ya?
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It's both a new experience and not, I suppose -- I don't mind how everyone likes to waste their time or vent their frustrations onto the nearest party that they deem guilty or unsatisfactory, but it really gets a little tedious after a while.
[It is rather an effort to talk, he did just get his entire throat slashed earlier, after all, but he looks thoughtful about it instead. Sort of hums a little bit to himself, sorting out his vocal cords and the state of all the rest of him.
Honestly, honestly, the worst part is probably that all the blood keeps getting on his clothes. I'm pretty sure the clothes don't regenerate and That's Terrible.
Gin gets the post-murder stare, that is to say a little dazed and a little empty, clouded over a bit like glass in a window that's been rendered to pieces but not shattered. It's still aware, though, in some way. There are words coming out of it.]
I wonder what you're here for, then?