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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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But it's hard to be sad about being with the people you care for again
Right?
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Zough it does help to keep in mind how zis might end.
[The lack of permanence helps.]
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Not really as scary as I thought it might be?
But it hurts like hell
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It vas mainly the possibility zat I failed to do anysing about the situation back home. At zis point...trying to prevent Frau Williams' death is impossible. The most I can hope for is getting the planispheric disc to zose children and making sure zey get the treasure before my former colleagues.
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Is it the treasure itself that's cursed to make people obsess over it, or is that entity just tied to it?
[There was a reason Pericles couldn't tell him what he wanted to do with it once he got it.]
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Usually because the animal betrays the rest of the group, trying to become one wis the entity, only for zat betrayal to backfire on zem.
[He knows what heās saying can potentially backfire on him-lose him the potential home he has set up even-but at this point? He doesnāt want to lie anymore, and Suga is one of the people that deserve to know the truth.]
So long as Scooby Doo stays loyal to his al-friends, and at zis point I do not see him betraying zem, zen they shoult be able to succeed in zeir endeavors.
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I'm glad that you were able to get away from that thing
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But this is his shot at happiness-true, honest to goodness happiness thatās not created by some monster with a hold over his brain? Heās not letting it go. Heās never going to let it go.
Suga might feel a tear or two drip onto his shirt as Pericles lets out a sniffle.]
As am I, my friend. As am I.
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this may or may not be the best moment of his life but HE WILL NEVER TELL]no subject
He does let go eventually, mostly because it's hard to write and hug at the same time.]
Feeling any better?
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He wipes a tear away with a wing before he can even read the message.]
Yes, I amā¦I am fine, now. Merely overwhelmed from positive emotions.
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I'm looking forward to going home with you
[Coming here really was the best thing that could have happened to him.]
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As am I, Herr Suga. As am I.