GRAVEYARD...3!

[dropoffs]

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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Comments

here you go you animals

[verminous]

[gregor is here i'm not reading yet so he is just, like.

right wherever he woke up, sitting up and rubbing at his face with a groan.]

Ugh... still awful every time.

[sometimes you're so used to dying but it's still a real bitch of an experience, man.]

[discomfort]

[ he pops up! they knew gregor was coming to owner just wandered over in preparation. ]

Gregor! Long time no see.

[verminous]

Owner.

[AUGHHHHHHHH

yeah hi he hugs him

and because of the effect now they both feel the sensation of full body melting oops]

our teej :')

[rosebleed]

[Having tidied the pillow of knitted blankets and pillows beneath the grinder for him, Rosamund has stayed rather close near by.

As he rubs his face a shadow manifests in his peripherals. A young woman, coming to her knees before him. She reaches for his shoulder.]

You made it.

[verminous]

Wait, don't!

[is he pulling away because of the rust effect or because he just woke the fuck up from his brains being a little `scrampled` you decide]

[messy]

[the tummy rumbly so she is here with both of here hyenas. hi.]

Welcome to the Eudora's asshole. D'you need help getting up?

[verminous]

Nah, I'm good, I...

-oh. I'm good.

[PHEW.]

[artificialsweetener]

[He's also just been hovering around with the other deadzos but he will nyoom as soon as Gregor sits back up and BOWLS INTO HIM. HOPE HE ISN'T TOO RUSTY.]

Monsieur Gregor—!

[verminous]

Dahut!

[HE'S BOWLED INTO

hi dahut did you want to feel the sensation of being (looks at my infinite list of potential deaths) bisected]

[pyromance]

[ joining the welcome party!! i have to run out soon for dinner plans with extended fambly but TWIRLS TEEJ, WELCOME TO HELL!!! ]

Gregor. I wasn't hoping to see you here.

[ he'll offer him a hand up as well. ]

[verminous]

Ah, I wouldn't, bud-

[no touchy that would be bad

but ughhh he looks relieved to see diluc.]

Yeah, I wasn't really hoping to join you, either.

[bossbabygirl]

[she doesn't do any of that she's not insane. shows up dressed normally and extends a hand if he needs it.]

Hey. Need a minute? The pods are pretty private.

[verminous]

[he shakes his head at the hand. bad idea, he has no gloves.]

I, uh... I think I'm good?

[uncoincidental]

[she's wearing a full body cloak because injury week is the pits, but she comes to see him in the trash]

Gregor... you made it.

[verminous]

Hey, Sheba.

...didn't, uh, wanna see you guys again like this, but...

[satisficing]

[They have so many damn people here that there is a crowd in the fleshy hellhole near the Grinder.

He offers a small wave, but stays back to lean on the makeshift cane.]

[verminous]

-hey.

[gives him a little wave back. damn, it's been forever.]

[ravenry]

[ TEEJ HI WELCOME I'M HAPPY YOU'RE HERE

unfortunately, shouxue only comes to make sure people are helping and welcoming gregor before she walks away.

give her another day before she'll talk to him. ]

[verminous]

Huh-?

[DON'T RUN FROM HIM DAMN

...he lets her, though, because he did just. you know. murder and get murdered.]

[agamid]

[ wow gregor seems to be remarkably not in pieces

dion also will not crowd him, but walks up with a lil nod ]

Gregor, how unfortunate to meet again like this.

[verminous]

Hey, bud.

[giving dion a little wave, there.]

A little, but what's done is done, 'ne?

[ratbrows]

[A rat is here.]

[ratbrows]

[Another, different, but still 6 foot tall bipedal rat is :man_standing: and watching Gregor from a fair distance.]

[rav3n]

[HELLO GREGOR are you enjoying your welcoming party...

Luke will let everyone else get their hugs and such in before he heads over, greeting him with a small nod.]

Hey, you made it.

[barriermaddened]

Oh, not your first time dying?

[Just casually inquiring that, apparently]