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pandatreasure ([personal profile] pandatreasure) wrote2017-12-24 12:44 am

GRAVEYARD

[You know you must have died—nothing is ever easy around here, certainly not quick, so you must remember burning, bleeding, falling, dying?

And yet. You're waking up.

Do you recognize it here, once you pick yourself up off of the hard floor, maybe half-strewn across a couch or beanbag chair? This room died, too: you're in the library, good as new and maybe better than that, only barely smelling of burnt paper and you only sometimes kick up ash, just like those old wounds that finished you off only ache every now and again, dully.

The book selection isn't quite the same as you remember it—all the bad erotica that didn't die is missing here, sorry to say, but so are the books on everyone's home worlds. Snoop around enough and behind the librarian's desk, you'll find tablets: one for each participant of the game, and with enough experimentation, you'll find the one that reacts when you press the button. You're already logged into your Recyclr account and can read the feed, but the same rules apply: 140 characters, one tweet a day. The voting app is gone, replaced by a sort of security monitoring kind of app. Characters can view different rooms of the school, or even place a few side by side so they can view a few at a time, and they'll be able to see the living go about their day to day lives. There's even an archive of recordings, but only the important ones: murders, executions, investigations, trial highlight reels, and major events like libraries being burned down. Was watching yourself die once not enough? Boy have I got good news for you!!!

It's kind of exciting that you can go around touching stuff, probably, despite being super dead and vaguely transparent in a way you notice like your own breathing; you don't and then you do and it's all you can think about, but your tangibility only extends to the inanimate: try to touch any of your fellow deceased and you'll find that you just pass right on through like touching cold air.

The windows aren't bolted up with those big metal plates on this side of things, but look out of them anytime and it's just pitch-black and still outside, so that's demoralizing. There is, of course, the door out of the library—but for now it's locked up tight. Whatever is a ghost to do?]

((Recyclr

Offerings/Letters
Day 11
Day 14
Day 16))
locktouching: (60)

[personal profile] locktouching 2018-01-23 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
.......

[Swats a hand right through his arm.]

Don't look so glum, you're much cuter when you smile. At least you're not hurting anymore, right? And you have your husband with you. Sounds like a great way to spend eternal rest.
Edited 2018-01-23 16:10 (UTC)
purrtagonist: (They’re NOT frog boys!)

[personal profile] purrtagonist 2018-01-23 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[from across the room, someone chokes]
suppressthedark: (☾ 69)

[personal profile] suppressthedark 2018-01-24 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[UM?

That actually gets him to break out of his funk, because what.]


I...I'm pretty sure that didn't count.

[The execution, he means.]
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[personal profile] locktouching 2018-01-24 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[Just keeps on talking sorry.]

Too bad about not being able to touch each other, but I'm sure there's ways to get creative when you're in the mood.
suppressthedark: (☾ 80)

[personal profile] suppressthedark 2018-01-24 07:00 am (UTC)(link)
[WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO HIM NILES

Aka you've made him blush, look what you did.]


N-No! We haven't even done anything like that!

[NOT BECAUSE THEY HAVEN'T WANTED TO just because wounds do not help when you want to get your boning on]
locktouching: (48)

[personal profile] locktouching 2018-01-24 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. There's not much privacy here, but there's plenty of time for being bored.
suppressthedark: (☾ 89)

[personal profile] suppressthedark 2018-01-25 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
It's exactly that there is no privacy here that there's no way in hell that we're going to do anything like that!!