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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.]
2/2 cw: spiders.
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VHY IS IT ALWAYS SPITERS?!
[Flying away from that as fast as he can, paper probably getting misshapen from his claws gripping onto it so tightly, because seriously, f*ck that.]
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[ Yuck! She won't be running away, but she'll go over and carry people's loot for them back to the dining hall that may have accidentally got left behind, maybe let Nageki carry the paper for her since she has so much stuff she's carrying around? ]
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Let's get going before more of these show up... We need time to get our story straight.
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[Pericles isn't completely running away-getting about as far away from the spiders while still visible. He doesn't want to abandon Nageki (or anyone else for that matter) after all.]
I might be able carry a few sings on the smaller site, if your hands or wings feel full.
cw: implied mass suicide I guess
[Good thing he handed everyone who wanted one cherry bombs beforehand? He probably had enough. Either that or some of them will have to just stab themselves or something, but we're doing our best. Goodbye spiders we hardly knew ye.
Explosions time? Explosion time.
As for Jack himself, he's going out the old-fashioned way; he still has a few things on him that it would be a shame to blow up, so... Time to pull out a kitchen knife(!) and turn the blade. ☆]
more (assisted) suicide
Does anyone mind
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Are you sure you don't want to leave with Samidare and Nageki?
[ just. making sure. but if not: ]
... Close your eyes.
[ he'll make it quick and painless. ]
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Eyes closed! Go for it.]
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all suga will hear is the sound of a sword being unsheathed, and that's the only warning that he will get before the sharp pain that comes with william's sword piercing through his heart - quick, lethal, decisive.
he did promise to make it quick. ]