GRAVEYARD

[pandatreasure]

[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?]

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[cw_suicide]

[... wow. this magazine is so appropriately titled.





WELP. TIME TO PUT ON SOME 3D GLASSES.]

So what are these for again?

[purrtagonist]

[HE HAS THE SCRIBBLE BOOK, YAAAAY]

Try the red pair, first. Look at this, and tell me what you see.

[holding up the book!! time to solve another puzzle]

[cw_suicide]

[switches over to the red pair, peering at the book.]

[pandatreasure]

[The message in blue text under the red scribbles is made clear:

DETH

that's

that isn't even


you stupid awful raccoons]

[cw_suicide]

[.... i'm]


... it says D-E-T-H.

[purrtagonist]

[what]

That. . . that isn't. . .






[k, raccoons]

[cw_suicide]

[TIME TO TRY THE OTHER GLASSES]

[pandatreasure]

[It makes a cool 3D effect, but it's kinda trippy because there isn't anything actually designed to be viewed as 3D here.

No secret messages like this, though.]

[cw_suicide]

[... brings the book in close and then pulls it away.]

This would be really cool if I were stoned.

[purrtagonist]

I think you used up all of the weed in the school already.

[cw_suicide]

[pulls off the glasses]

And for a good cause!

[purrtagonist]

Contributing to the delinquency of two minors.

[lol. reaches for the glasses to try them himself]

. . . how has it been, being sober these last few days?

[cw_suicide]

The perks of being dead: no withdrawal symptoms!

shounen vs shithead, round 2!

[flamingprick]

[Doing it down here because long threads, but!

Eventually Rin is looking for Dazai. He possibly has some coffee beans in his hands btw.]

Oiiii! Dazai! You need to not be sneaky for once, I got something to show you!

[cw_suicide]

[HERBOLOGY BOOK INCOMING FOR SHOUNEN SKULL.]

[flamingprick]

[Ayyyy, learning! Too bad he can't learn by getting hit with books.

But yes he is beaned by that (har har) and rubs at the spot a moment later.]

You can't hurt me as badly now, you know!

[cw_suicide]

[he sitting on the floor when you round the next stack, looking a bit nonplussed about being interrupted from... a nap. in books? something.]

Obviously, if I'm aiming for your head.

[flamingprick]

[This sure is something alright.]

Well you need to do that less. Even if it doesn't hurt as much, it's still annoying.

[And with that, he tosses a coffee bean to Dazai.]

[cw_suicide]

[just... let's it? hit him?]

Rin-kun, it's not nice to waste food.

[flamingprick]

It's not wasting, I'm giving it to you to try! Our tastebuds still work.

[cw_suicide]

I'm not idiot enough to put raw coffee beans in my mouth?

[lol Rin pls]

[flamingprick]

C'mon man, I have to beat Akira at this. He cheated and used his flirting to try and get Ichigo to eat one. You can't let a cheater win!

[cw_suicide]

It's not cheating, it's thinking smart.

[flamingprick]

It's cheating because I told him he can't do that before we started, and he agreed to it. So he's breaking the rules.

[purrtagonist]

[thanks, mafiadad]