GRAVEYARD...3!

[dropoffs]

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.

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

[artificialsweetener]

[RAT GALA RAT GALA!!!! Dahut is dressed for the occasion with his hair done up in a full crown braid instead of whatever weird shit he usually has going on. He seems very at-ease in a fancy rat party setting.

He's also going to try dragging anyone and everyone out onto the dance floor with too much energy.]

Dance with me!

[Or come rng some funky drink shenanigans... OR BOTH. Or just spam HERMES, the night is their oyster.]

[discomfort]

[ help.

owner will be dragged to dance!!! because it's cute!!! ]

Ah, you're energetic.

[artificialsweetener]

[TO THE DANCE HALL THEY GO i said dance field first help me.]

It's hard not to be when the mood is so lovely, don't you think? [He'll pull Owner into a lil sweeping circle.] Your hair and dress look lovely, too!

[discomfort]

[ DANCE FIELD? OK TOUMYU ]

Oh, thank you. The rats helped.

[ yea ]

[artificialsweetener]

[STOP DANCE ALL NIGHT

He's also just giving Owner a bit of a look at that, oh no...]

The rats did a wonderful job! Are you not used to dressing for events?

[discomfort]

I do not often, no. I am a rather simple person.

[ who doesn't party except for when he does. ]

[artificialsweetener]

[A rather simple person with stretchy gumby limbs...]

Mm, well! I hope that you have fun here even if it's outside of your usual daily dos.

[egodist]

[i love dance threads so drinks come later aaaAAAAA he'll just get dragged out]

Why are you so at home here.

[artificialsweetener]

[DRINKS COME LATER DANCE FIRST!!!! Dahut drags him into hell, setting up like the lead in a waltz.]

Oh, it's just the party environment! It's so easy to fall into, don't you think?

[OBVIOUSLY NOT.]

[pathematic]

[ENOUGH HERMES!!!! ONLY DANCING!!!!

Eunhyuk will follow without resisting, because he's not arthur.]

You look nice, Dahut.

[HIS CROWN BRAID IS SO CUTE!!!!]

[artificialsweetener]

[ONLY DANCING!!!!! He'll drag Eunhyuk out and immediately spin him in a little half-circle just for fun.]

You do, too! Everyone looks so wonderful tonight!

[pathematic]

[HALF CIRCLE SPIN!!!! Eunhyuk thinks... and then he will pick up Dahut by his waist and spin him around, before setting him back down carefully.]

The rats really wanted us to look our best.

[artificialsweetener]

[Dahut just laughs! A little burst of delighted laughter as he's lifted up. He balances quite elegantly when he's put back down, and continues their spin into a little waltz.]

They're really quite sweet to us, aren't they?

[pathematic]

[dahut..... someone fall into love potion with him,]

...I remember when I first got here -- one wanted me to dance with it.

[WHO WAS THAT RAT? WAS IT YOU OR PIXI?]

[artificialsweetener]

[NO ONE NEEDS THAT HELL. also i do not think it was either of us...]

Really? That's so sweet! Did you?

[rav3n]

[NOOOO HE'S SO CUTE... Luke will relent and let himself be dragged, though he's laughing.]

This is gonna look so weird. [YOU COME UP TO HIS SHOULDER]

[artificialsweetener]

[STOP STOP HE'S DOING HIS BEST maybe he has some little poncy heels to boost his height... HE'S TIRED OF BEING A SHORT TWINK HE WANTS POWER.]

It'll only look weird if you can't dance, Monsieur Luke! But I'm sure you can, right?

[rav3n]

[HELP HE WEARS BIG HEELS TO FEEL TALL]

I'd say I'm a novice? I haven't had to use it much. [Sometimes undercover work is mostly like, baristas and normal shit] I probably won't step on your feet, though, so it should be okay.

[artificialsweetener]

[HE HAS TO!!!!!! HE'S SO SHORT HE HATES IT HERE.]

I'll trust that you aren't lying, okay? If you bruise my feet, I'll be very mad! [No he will not, and he doesn't expect it to happen anyway, BUT FOR NOW he just starts leading Luke into a waltz.]

[rav3n]

I'm not! I took some lessons for work.

[They can waltz!! And it's true that he's okay at it--all he knows are basic steps, but he can keep rhythm, and he's very careful not to squish Dahut's tiny little toes.]

See?

[barriermaddened]

I think any dancing will be me dragging you along.

[Because she levitates, so it'd be Dahut barely able to touch the ground, hah. Not levitating doesn't seem to cross her mind, who knows if it's because she doesn't want to stop, or because she wants to mess with Dahut. Still, she offers her hand, if he's willing to give that a try]

[artificialsweetener]

Aha, well! That's certainly true, but I'll do my best to keep up!

[He won't tell her to de-levitate because everyone should live their collective best lives or something, but he will probably strain a bit to keep up when he's already so damn short.]

[barriermaddened]

[The dancing goes surprisingly simple, because you can be sure she doesn't have a wealth of experience, not even when she used to be human. She's spinning a little, dragging Dahut along the way, in some uneven ballroom dancing attempt.

But oh well, hey, at least she attempted]

[artificialsweetener]

[IT IS CERTAINLY AN ATTEMPT. An A for effort... He can deal with being a little dizzy and dragged it's fine.]

[barriermaddened]

[After a bit she finally lets go of Dahut]

I hadn't danced in a very long time. It was...interesting.

[As if it wasn't glaringly obvious she just can't dance, from how the last few minutes went, hah]