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protoshepherd) wrote2015-03-03 02:21 am
protoshepherd) wrote2015-03-03 02:21 am
GRAVEYARD aka the locked basement LOL
[ 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. ]
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. ]
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[is used to diving for food the minute it shows up, so does so, water priority, RAWR]
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...You are going to share that, right?]
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[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]
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[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.
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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.
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[...He'll concede they're both murderers though. He still tends to forget other people aren't used to dealing with that.]
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Well... it wasn't, yet. We were given food, just no water.
Also, wouldn't it just dehydrate you? Kahk-kahk...
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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.]
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Have the rest of it.
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...Thank you. [He accepts the bottle with a somewhat shaky hand and unless someone objects, he's draining it in one go. Courtesy be damned.]
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Are you hungry?
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No, I'm not.
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[Sorry, Engarde, you're not top of the basement food chain any more.]
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I'm aware, but I doubt I'll change my mind anytime soon. Anyone who wants my share can have it. [He's still holding onto that empty bottle, rolling it between his hands as he speaks.]