GRAVEYARD aka the locked basement LOL

[protoshepherd]

[ You're dead. Either you were ousted and seemed as an ally of the Bad Badger, or the actual allies of the Bad Badger actually got to you.

You remember dying. If you were already dead prior to this whole game... well, you're alive again.

Your death may have been terrible. Poison, being stabbed multiple times, blunt trauma to the head, hanged... whatever. You can still feel the pain.

But... Where are you? You see white walls around you. You're in a hospital...? You're in a room, but there's no one else but you and a man in a blue costume. He doesn't want to reveal his real head, so he hides behind a mask. A badger wearing a blue jester's hat.

And... another person? Has that other person been there all along?

Then you remember being in a mansion. Was that all a dream? You try to figure it out on your own, but you can't seem to come up with an answer. If by any chance you look into the badger's empty black eyes, you might feel like you're being taken to a completely different place. It's as if you can see the mansion again. You can see the people talking, but if you try to call out, nothing happens. They can't hear you.

You avert your gaze from the badger, and those images disappear.

There's so much happening. Pain, and this crazy badger.

You, on the other hand, aren't wearing a blue costume. You have a white dress on, with an opening at the back. That was definitely not what you were wearing... or was it?

You have so many questions. But at least you're not alone. Someone can answer those questions for you. ]

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[ NOTE Your characters will be able to see the events happening in the game while in the graveyard as long as they're looking at the Proto Badger. They cannot participate in any of the polls, or try to converse with anybody that isn't in this room. ]

Comments

[protoshepherd]

[ Ding dong, food delivery.

In comes rolling THREE bottles of water, and then a box of real pizza. You guys decide the flavour. ]

[murimurimuri]

[Dives for one of those water bottles. FIGHT ME!!]

[talldarkbitter]

[ Just going to try to kick it out of immediate reach because trololol. Hungover a little, man? ]

[murimurimuri]

[Yes, as evidenced by his immediate viciousness when the bottle rolls away from his grasp.]

You wanna die, Armando?

[cardboard_journalism]

[appalled expression]

H-hey! Give it to him! We haven't had anything to drink since we got here!!

[murimurimuri]

[a little stunned that she'd stand up for him]

[cardboard_journalism]

...

He doesn't listen to me either.

[murimurimuri]

Let's steal his eyes.

[talldarkbitter]

[ He goes to pick up the box, and the hunger that hits him rather confirms the notion he's not dead after all. The last time he'd eaten, it'd been calzones back during the second day. Even as he peeks inside, he already knows it's not enough to feed all of them. ]

Looks like there's a choice between food and water.

[ Yes, he knows they're probably meant to split the water. ]

[damnjuanhessohotrightnow]

[Going for water AND pizza. Because just maybe one cannot sustain on brandy alone...]

[talldarkbitter]

[ Going to be met with some opposition in the way of the pizza, as there's this asshole holding onto the box. ]

If you want a slice, you share water with your buddy.

[ Nodding towards Keyes. ]

[feytality]

[Yeah, forget the water, she's going straight for the pizza]

[(Someone should probably make sure she doesn't get dehydrated)]

[dekillerqueen]

I would recommend that you drink, Ms. Fey.

[feytality]

Maybe later! I'm staaaarved!

[dekillerqueen]

How long has it been since you last had anything to drink?

[feytality]

[OH SHIT NOT THE CREEPY RED AURA]

U-Um... I don't remember.....

[dekillerqueen]

[FEAR IT, MAYA]

On average... the human body can only survive for three to five days without water.

[cardboard_journalism]

[is used to diving for food the minute it shows up, so does so, water priority, RAWR]

[shacklebreaker]

[Blackquill would rather maintain his dignity than start squabbling over resources, so he waits quietly until she's finished with the water.

...You are going to share that, right?]

[cardboard_journalism]

[she drinks about half the bottle before realizing he's waiting, getting self-conscious, and stopping]

...don't look at me like that! This is the first thing he's given us to drink in two days!

[she thrust it at him, covering her face with her other hand]

[shacklebreaker]

You didn't partake in Engarde's?

[A wise move, really, given the hungover mess him and Keyes are in now. He accepts the bottle, only taking a single gulp before holding the last of it out to the others.]

If anyone else has yet to drink, speak now.

[cardboard_journalism]

Hello? I'm underage. And they're both murderers and were mad at me for voting them. Kahk-kahk. Even if I had asked, they probably would've just thrown it at me.

[shacklebreaker]

What of it? You'd be forgiven for flouting that particular law if your survival was at stake.

[...He'll concede they're both murderers though. He still tends to forget other people aren't used to dealing with that.]

[turnaboutcoupons]

[There's an incredibly awkward silence before Palaeno raises his hand from the corner. He's another one of those people who hasn't had a sip to drink since he got here, because he'd sooner dehydrate than ask Engarde for anything. Besides, drinking brandy when you should be drinking water is a very bad idea.

Bonus points for having tried to empty his stomach just before he 'died', meaning he was lacking in fluids the second he arrived here. He's in a pretty lousy state right now.]

[shacklebreaker]

[Blackquill frowns, hit by a stab of guilt, when he sees Palaeno. He might not have killed the man personally, but to be complicit in it... That was no better. He passes him the bottle without argument.]

Have the rest of it.