GRAVEYARD...3!

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GR͏∀VE̴Y͞A̵ЯD     18 DECOMMISSIONED

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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.

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".

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CHANGES GRAVEYARD LOCATIONS LIVING SIDE STATUSES PROFILES AUDIENCES REPORTING PRIVATE CONVOS COMMS DOSSIER

Comments

[messy]

[looks around in confusion while all of this is being laid out

and slowly nods]

[pathematic]

[also gets her some food that im saying dahut made for everyone because dahut does that unless aki is about to tell us that dahut is fcking deda

ANYWAY!! harley gets some yummy food]

...Your belongings should show up tomorrow.

[AND HARLEY'S HYENAS!!!]

[messy]

[HELP she will accept this food, idly munching away while watching the trial. a slow nod...]

Includin' Bud and Lou?

[pathematic]

[he nods..... looking apologetic because animals having to enter the flesh void because their owners DIED!!! damn]

...Which one are they missing?

[IS THE HYENA OKAY QUYNN?]

[messy]

[her babies... doomed to the flesh void... :face_holding_back_tears:]

Bud. I told him to get out of the church after the fire started, but I didn't see where he went after that... [and she is STRESSED.] I hope he's okay.

[discomfort]

[ he glances over. ]

I did not see him again after that.

[pathematic]

[someone on invest is going to get mauled by bud]

...I hope so too. [IS HE FCKING DEAD] He's relevant to your case, so they should be able to find him.

[bossbabygirl]

They'll turn up. Aurora Nebbins only showed up on Sunday.

[messy]

[she grimaces.]

Kinda wish they didn't have to... This place gives me the creeps.

[polliwog]

Sorry... it's quite a lot! Don't worry, please get settled in.

[ they can uh. summarize later. when you guys don't have trial questions to answer. ]

[messy]

Yeah, I'll, uh... I'll appreciate getting the Spark Notes version later.

[help us. our trial questions.]

... It's good to see ya again, though.

[polliwog]

[ offers her a hand hold ]

I wish it were under kinder circumstances...! But it's good to see you too, Harley. This place really isn't as bad as it looks, once you're situated.

[messy]

[they may hold hands... yuri hand in yaoi hand...]

Sooooo humid, though. This is worse than the swamp in New Orleans.

[artificialsweetener]

[EUNHYUK ALREADY FED HER DAMN WHAT CAN HE DO he'll go over to give her a hug ueueue.]

You weren't supposed to come see the flesh wall!

[messy]

I didn't want to! Why is there so much flesh! A flesh wall, a flesh room, a fuckin' flesh tower...

[THEY MAY HUG while she is having a mental breakdown over flesh until flesh stops sounding like a real word]

[artificialsweetener]

[HE WILL HUG HER AND GENTLY PAT HER BACK AS SHE HAS HER VALID FLESH BREAKDOWN.]

That's a very good question! But it's all benign for the most part. Just don't put your hand in the flesh wall or it'll try to absorb you.

[messy]

Who put their hand in the flesh wall.

[bossbabygirl]

[well she will come sit by her.]

Can I get you anything? We have real alcohol now, not just moonshine, but it's all made by rats.

[messy]

I— What. Please explain the rats.

[bossbabygirl]

Oh. [she smiles.] I wish I could! I really wish I could.

[messy]

Oh my god.

[barriermaddened]

It must sound a little disorienting, doesn't it?

[Sora is silent for a moment and adds:]

Welcome, Harley.

[messy]

No kidding. It feels like my brain's melting trying to parse all of that.

[she rubs her face, tired.]

... Hey, roomie. Missed me?

[barriermaddened]

Yes, it's been...odd not to see you often. Not that I wanted to see you here.

[This place is bizarre, not recommended to be here, 0/10 stars.

Sora seems generally alright, albeit far less formal than before. Not even 'Ms Quinn', it's Harley now. Being in the graveyard has generally mellowed Sora down in many ways, for reasons]

Perhaps you'll appreciate the places more than I do. Applebees, the rat bank, the multiple bars...

[we have gone insane with the places we submit]

[messy]

Did you just say Applebees?