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GRAVEYARD...3!
GR͏∀VE̴Y͞A̵ЯD 18 DECOMMISSIONED
t̀h̡e u͝nḑerbe̸l͞l̵y ̸o͜f th̴è ̡şh̷i͠p.
Crushing pressure is the initial sensation you can recall upon awakening. The stench of fetid, hot steam fills your nose, motes of dust and dirt floating upwards to cling to your skin. Down you are pulled to the cold ground, and all at once you realize you have forgotten to breathe. As you gasp back to life, you are flung onto a pile of scraps and trash, as the enormous machine that spat you out grumbles a little, and then goes silent. You are whole somehow, alive... but at what cost?
Popping out of the grinder, you look yourself over and find that any injuries you may have incurred during your death will be healed. While the scars that remain from the process will serve as a stark reminder, you will be able to get up on your own two feet without issue.
Thin, tapering metal (?) claws unhook from overhead and lower themselves, proceeding to guide you around. Your clothing starts sticking uncomfortably to your skin in the humidity of this strange, new place. Overhead you can hear the tinny humming of flickering lights overhead, arranged in a singular, thin strip and snaking around the serpentine halls. Along exposed pipes, wires, and the walls, a rust-colored substance creeps in web-like patterns, climbing towards the ceiling lights.
The deep grinding and groaning of the ship begin to meld into one low, deep moan from all around. It dips and rises in pitch, and becomes sickening to listen to if you focus on it for too long. Maybe, it's the ship's way of saying Welcome, to the underbelly of the CSS Eudora, home of the decommissioned.
Thin, tapering metal (?) claws unhook from overhead and lower themselves, proceeding to guide you around. Your clothing starts sticking uncomfortably to your skin in the humidity of this strange, new place. Overhead you can hear the tinny humming of flickering lights overhead, arranged in a singular, thin strip and snaking around the serpentine halls. Along exposed pipes, wires, and the walls, a rust-colored substance creeps in web-like patterns, climbing towards the ceiling lights.
The deep grinding and groaning of the ship begin to meld into one low, deep moan from all around. It dips and rises in pitch, and becomes sickening to listen to if you focus on it for too long. Maybe, it's the ship's way of saying Welcome, to the underbelly of the CSS Eudora, home of the decommissioned.
Some things to keep in mind, while amongst the dead:
💀 Mini-events will be posted on WEDNESDAY at 3 PM EST / 12 PM PST, and are due at the same time they are for the living. Any changes to the schedule will be announced in the graveyard channels.
💀 Weekly effects will still hit you here, in the belly of the ship. Mods will make sure to announce any special changes based on being the graveyard; otherwise, please assume everything is 1:1!
💀 While not perfect, there is a healing factor in place. It is extremely sluggish, uncomfortable, and does not negate the fact that you're injured and likely in pain. If the injury is too severe, you might wind up dying from it if left untreated. Again. If you have a pre-existing condition like an illness that has been exacerbated by factors beyond your control, you will find that for the time being these symptoms are at their most minor.
💀 That said, while double death is possible, you'll find yourself reviving after 4 hours fully healed, but feeling like complete garbage for the rest of the day. Message your mods if you find yourself getting killed while dead, though! There might be a special surprise involved.
💀 Your possessions, minus clothing besides what you're wearing now, can be found in the bunk pods and their storage. Yes, while it might not include clothes, it does include any Omegamart Promotional Items, Scrap purchases, home items, etc that you were in possession of. if you had a lot of things, the cubby might jam or have difficulty closing. Better organize. If you arrive on Saturday during trial, belongings will return at the end of trial.
💀 Communications, while you cannot text via I.R.I.S., you can still send messages through HER-MES. All other functions for I.R.I.S. are available along with direct data transfers. Dead can send private letters to the living! An inbox can be accessed from the family computer at the canteen. If you find it locked, it is because we are updating it.
💀 Living livestream is broadcasted on the TV screen in the canteen!
✔️ Upgraded Quality ✔️ Audio ✔️ Translit Captions that sometimes fuck up ✔️ Dramatic panning ✔️ Color
💀 Planet locations are free to use! Upon the Eudora landing planetside, you will find that as you meander through the various parts of the Belly you may run into one of locations of the current planet instead of where you were meaning to go. These locations are indeed still populated, but the people are more like wisps and will not react much to any conversation. Though you can interact with stuff there you cannot take anything with you out of the location "rooms".
💀 Weekly effects will still hit you here, in the belly of the ship. Mods will make sure to announce any special changes based on being the graveyard; otherwise, please assume everything is 1:1!
💀 While not perfect, there is a healing factor in place. It is extremely sluggish, uncomfortable, and does not negate the fact that you're injured and likely in pain. If the injury is too severe, you might wind up dying from it if left untreated. Again. If you have a pre-existing condition like an illness that has been exacerbated by factors beyond your control, you will find that for the time being these symptoms are at their most minor.
💀 That said, while double death is possible, you'll find yourself reviving after 4 hours fully healed, but feeling like complete garbage for the rest of the day. Message your mods if you find yourself getting killed while dead, though! There might be a special surprise involved.
💀 Your possessions, minus clothing besides what you're wearing now, can be found in the bunk pods and their storage. Yes, while it might not include clothes, it does include any Omegamart Promotional Items, Scrap purchases, home items, etc that you were in possession of. if you had a lot of things, the cubby might jam or have difficulty closing. Better organize. If you arrive on Saturday during trial, belongings will return at the end of trial.
💀 Communications, while you cannot text via I.R.I.S., you can still send messages through HER-MES. All other functions for I.R.I.S. are available along with direct data transfers. Dead can send private letters to the living! An inbox can be accessed from the family computer at the canteen. If you find it locked, it is because we are updating it.
💀 Living livestream is broadcasted on the TV screen in the canteen!
✔️ Upgraded Quality ✔️ Audio ✔️ Translit Captions that sometimes fuck up ✔️ Dramatic panning ✔️ Color
💀 Planet locations are free to use! Upon the Eudora landing planetside, you will find that as you meander through the various parts of the Belly you may run into one of locations of the current planet instead of where you were meaning to go. These locations are indeed still populated, but the people are more like wisps and will not react much to any conversation. Though you can interact with stuff there you cannot take anything with you out of the location "rooms".


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in the desire and regrets rift, they will encounter this extremely good boy. he's waving over at them with a warm, friendly smile that makes you want to fall in love. boyish charm personified. tell me if you want this to be serious or goofy to decide the next course of action. oh yves i would do anything for you
at the beach rift, scien will actually look around kind of.... curious?]
Ah... this isn't bad.
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Eunhyuk looks on at the pale-haired boy, recognizing that boyish charm personified. He looks from him to Scien and then back again, wondering.
anyway i will choose goofy]
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scien immediately takes a step back like he's trying to escape]
Don't go if you want to live.
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...Is he that dangerous...?
[THINKS OF THE MEMSHARE........]
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[HE'S NOT DOING THISSSS]
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Yves approaches.... shoujo romance bubbles surround his beautiful face,]
I think we have to at least greet him to close the rift...
[but then again this is scien's nightmare scenario manic pixie dream boy]
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I wonder what we'll have to do to get out of this one?
[HE IS ALSO SO DIRTY AND HAS A MOP IN HIS HAND he's been through so much with these fckin voids.]
VIRCHE YVES ROUTE SPOILERS MAYBE THIS SHOULD JUST BE A PC OH WELL
but scien opens his mouth to respond - and is suddenly struck when suddenly our sweet sweet golden retriever of a boy starts to stumble, coughing. his hand comes up to his mouth and scien moves forward before he thinks to hesitate.]
I hate these illusions.
[but also he's not going to just watch?]
HELP HELP HLELP
Wait—! This is probably just some strange trap, isn't it?!
[STOP APPROACHING OBVIOUS TRAPS HE HATES IT HERE SO DAMN BAD Yves just in the background suffering as Dahut's like hmmmm well.]
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Unclear. If something needs to be done to clear this area, it won't be useful to just stand around.
[he knows it's an illusion. he's not approaching it mindlessly.
but it's also someone that he has a hard time ignoring.]
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I guess so... But if it's Monsieur Yves, it's probably directed at you, so I should go first.
[TIME TO NYOOM.]
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[he won't stop him but also - ]
Be polite. Keep him alive.
[scien cares so much for this guy in particular]
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This guy really follows you everywhere, huh...
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Would you believe we just met recently?
[but this is where yves is approaching with a big smile, if a bit sheepish. his hand comes up to his hair, ruffling it slightly. "Scien! And - Scien's friend? I'm Yves, it's good to meet you! Actually, can I borrow you both for something? I normally wouldn't ask, but Courrune's gotten really busy lately!"]
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Surprisingly, yeah.
[HE CAN BELIEVE IT
But anyway. He looks at Scien to see how he'll react.]
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he's going to look to luke]
Introduce yourself...
[be nice to the illusion (since when has scien cared about being nice)]
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He's so surprised by this that he waves a hand in front of Scien's face to make sure he didn't become part of the illusion]
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he's swatting his hand]
Stop that.
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Oh. Hello there?
[Peering at this charming and unusual lad.]
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"Mademoiselle, are you Scien's friend? He needs more of them, don't you think? Ah, I'm Yves... Could I trouble you both with lending me a hand for something? My grandfather is waiting for us further ahead."
and while scien was watching for a bit at this exchange, his eyes widen slightly at the mention of yves' grandfather. hello?]
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Ah — certainly, Mr. Yves? [She looks quizzically to Scien, adding on an introduction.] My name is Rosamund, if you don't mind.
What's this about your grandfather?
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and he'll turn to walk away, leading them further into the rift. a path begins to take shape, leading them up to a field of dark-colored flowers. scien, despite knowing well it's an illusion, follows]
... his grandfather died about a decade ago. But don't touch any of the flowers we see. They can kill you.
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A decade ago? As in, we're in the past itself, or he's talking about something he thinks is his dead grandfather?
[Forgive her morbidity, but she's come to expect the worst.
The advice is well heeded. She treads gracefully on the path but is very mindful of the blossoms, brushing hair behind her ear as she takes them in.]
Are they grown on purpose, or wild?
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regardless of which rift they end up in, sheba looks from what they see in front of them to scien himself.]
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scien genuinely looks perplexed to even be here]
... have you ever been to a proper beach before?
[he clearly hasn't]