GY ENDGAME POST
GRAVEYARD - END GAME
It's been a long stay.
Seven weeks have elapsed since the gates to Aira Niluc were opened to guests of various worlds, and for seven weeks a game of trust and betrayal have whittled the living's numbers down until only a mere third remained on that side. And in exchange, the population of the dead grew as they continued their story on this side.
But the story is coming to a close, almost as if the world itself demands it.
Because sometime Friday morning, oddities start to become apparent within the fabric of this space: buildings starting to deteriorate as their colors start to fade, foods beginning to molder and rot, trees and mountains far in the background flickering briefly show sketch-like outlines before reverting back to normal. While most of the main locations remain fairly intact, there is no area on this side that lays untouched by the sense that this place is starting to unravel, bit-by-bit.
Still, the walls that separate you all from the living hold fast even now, not allowing any of the dead to cross through into the other side.
Perhaps that's not the point here, though. After all, you all still have your own ending to write, here and now.
[Welcome to the Graveyard's Endgame post! The previous posts for Weeks 2-5 and Weeks 6-7 have been linked above.]

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[Is smashing the same thing as arson now. But hey, it's not like they can judge what should be smashed or burnt or exploded or caned from here, so maybe like, the birds are evil and Edelgard should really be going to town on those hairbrushes??
Jack isn't going to judge! He is not quite as protective over Hamelin's incidental decorations as McGillis.]
Was that secret door always there? I wonder why he has left his office undefended...
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Is there something he has to do today...?
[Hm.]
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[It probably isn't a coincidence.
But Jack also isn't committing to being especially serious about it -- one will end up with grey hairs worrying about things before it's time, and he doesn't have a single grey hair on him, so too bad. Then the bed comes into view and he bursts out laughing at McGillis' face. He really doesn't need to hear anything to see that.]
Ah, I almost feel bad. I really didn't need to be quite that bad at making a bed, did I? Well, what he doesn't know won't hurt.
[Jack did you fake the entire bed check. Shshhhh. Hidden lore.]
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[Anyone can fake not being able to make a bed, clearly.]
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Truly an example to all of us.
[It’s not actually mocking but he is half-laughing as he says it, just. Remembering how ridiculously spic & span the bed looked the entire time?!? Seriously, what are their lives here.]
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I don't know Lucifer well enough to call him stupid for that
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[That’s one way to put it, sure.]
Perhaps a little too straightforward, however? How shall I say it… a trial of hiding in plain sight?
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Moriarty isn't nearly scary enough to take down Yor
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... Eh? Doesn't that mean Lucifer is scarier than both of them...?
[That doesn't seem quite right? Though, he doesn't find Moriarty particularly scary either so it's really just Yor at this point. Maybe he is biased.]
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It would have been unfair to do anything else.
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And regardless of my actions, I didn't want anyone to die in my place. [ Toward the end, he should have grabbed Morgan's hand and confessed to her. Ever since then he's lamented that he did not.
And he knows applying the word "fair" to any of his actions is somewhat contradictory when everything about them was unfair from the start. Unfair to Yor, unfair to WWX, unfair to the group itself. ]
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[I mean, it is him, but you know what I mean.]
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Although I guess it won't matter when we're rooming
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I don't know why so many people here don't??
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[ said in a gossipy tone of voice. give her this deep lore while the world is crumbling. tell her, jack. ]
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[No hotel corners for him! But he does know what a good bed looks like. For the most part.
So that means the caporegime squad run the gamut of bed making too, doesn’t it……]
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That check was a joke. No one needed to lie about it unless they wanted to prove how useless one of their basic life skills are.
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[I mean, he's not, in this particular way; but also being a noble is hard work! Appreciate his hard work!! (no)]
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[ Then again, Miss Tosaka was talking about a noble bird before that she was friends with? Feels like a long time ago now. ]
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