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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Comments

[purrtagonist]

I'm not kissing a sheet of paper.

[flamingprick]

I bet there's cling wrap in the kitchen. Maybe we should ask for that.

[purrtagonist]

They're going to wonder why we're asking for it.

[flamingprick]

[thumbs-up!!!]

scientific purposes!

[purrtagonist]

I'm saving my one tweet to ask for a coffee maker, send out a puzzle clue, and yell "ROMANS" at Will.

[flamingprick]

I'm gonna at least ask for some food so I don't have coffee-mouth forever. They might not think much of it if I ask for the cling wrap.

[purrtagonist]

[I]

But why are you asking for cling wrap for Ichigo and I?

[WAIT]

Or are you trying to fulfill your best man duties?

[flamingprick]

Oh hell no, you guys are on your own. This one's all for me.

[purrtagonist]

. . . is there someone here you want to kiss?

[WHY ARE YOU ASKING FOR CLING WRAP RIN]

[flamingprick]

Not really? I mean, having it to be prepared would be nice I guess. It might make up for the fact that my death was totally uncool since I never kissed anyone before I died.

[A ghost-kiss is better than no kiss, apparently.]

But I was actually thinking of wrapping my fists in it so I can punch the shit out of Will when he gets here.

[purrtagonist]

[. . . I mean. . . ]

All right. That's fair.

[flamingprick]

It's more than fair, it's what I gotta do! Or at least one person here has to. It's what he deserves.

[purrtagonist]

Hiyori and Tsumugi deserve it the most out of everyone.

[a grin]

Also, don't worry about the kissing part. If we're all revived at the end of this, as promised, you'll have plenty of opportunities to kiss people later.

[suppressthedark]

[GUESS WHO'S ALREADY CLIMBING THE BOOKSHELVES BECAUSE HE CAN HEAR YOU TWO IDIOTS]

[purrtagonist]

[hey what!!]

-- what are you doing?

[suppressthedark]

[Fucking perches on the top of the bookshelf like a large lizard and just glares down at them.

You're not putting a bean in his mouth, you crafty fucks]

[purrtagonist]

[what the fuck]

[ugh fine. he grabs a few coffee beans and tucks them into one of his pockets (semi-transparency means that they can easily be seen), before he climbs up on top of one of the bookshelves adjacent to Ichigo]

[and then]

[flicks a coffee bean at him]

[suppressthedark]

[It harmlessly bounces off his face as he fucking rolls off and clings to the side of the bookcase, his body hanging down, eye glaring out as the rest of the shelf protects his face.

TACTICAL MANEUVERS!!]

[purrtagonist]

[TACTICAL MANEUVERS!!]

[totally using his phantom thief dexterity to practically leap from his bookcase to the one off of which Ichigo is hanging, so he can stare down at him with a >:3c expression, another coffee bean in hand]

You know, it's really not that bad.

[suppressthedark]

[NOPE

Drops down, rolling and running off to hide behind another bookshelf.]

Sorry, but I don't want any!

[This is totally a game now, and it's clear in his voice.]

[purrtagonist]

[they're going to disrupt everyone else's puzzle solving]

[launches himself from the top of the shelf, landing in an impressive tuck and roll and popping back up into a crouch. he immediately leaps after Ichigo, holding the coffee bean above his head as he does so]

Don't knock it until you try it!

[suppressthedark]

[He quickly scrambles up onto another bookshelf, his grin bright and happy as he crouches down on the top of it, just daring Akira to come to it.]

You'll have to catch me first!

[purrtagonist]

[gladly grasping the edge of that bookshelf and hoisting himself onto it in an impressive display of athletics, actually. HE'S LIMBER]

[also taking a seat on top of it once he's there, cross-legged, and just. tucking the coffee bean between his teeth, brows raised. WHAT ARE YOU DOING, AKIRA]

[suppressthedark]

[God that's hot NO WAIT

He just stares at the bean being in Akira's teeth, because. What are you Doing, even.

And he stops, temporarily stunned. GO IN FOR THE KILL, AKIRA]

[purrtagonist]

[is it?? is it????]

[absolutely leaning in then, bracing his hands on either side of Ichigo, lifting his face until they're so close their noses would be brushing together if they weren't, you know. incorporeal]

[arches both brows as he watches him expectantly, like. okay Rin told him he wasn't allowed to use kissing to get Ichigo to consume a coffee bean but FUCK THAT, THIS IS HIS METHOD AND HE'S STICKING TO IT]