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GRAVEYARD.

GR͏∀VE̴Y͞A̵ЯD 13 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 6 PM EST / 3 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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[Luke doesn't argue with having company, mostly because he doesn't want to die to a trap alone and then have them come in after him when he doesn't return and also get got by the same trap. That would be very stupid and I feel it should happen at some point in the future.

I keep rolling for fun and keep not understanding numbers it's fine. Luke can get some cuts and scrapes on his face and his hands since they will probably heal anyway. (Peanut is safe, of course.) Regardless of the injuries, he keeps one hand on the "wall," leading the way and keeping a close watch for any lurking dangers. He glances back at Scien to make sure he doesn't just impale himself on a tooth or something, but ASSUMING THAT DOESN'T HAPPEN, he turns his attention to the faces. Creepy...]

These are pretty--Huh?

[WHO THE HELL IS THIS GUY]

[scien is mostly fine? he deals with the scrapes as if he barely registers them, but otherwise keeps going. the expressions on the figures' faces don't seem to faze him much either, based on how he only takes them in with mild curiosity.

instead, once they stumble upon their familiar sights and there is a woman in front of him, scien will tilt his head]

Oh, the witch is here.

[but about that thing about impaling himself on a tooth. as if in an act of god (salome) herself, one of those pieces of teeth will shift to just fucking stab scien through the gut because he deserves this. hei let me have it, that 1 is karma.]

[skips Hei briefly NOT LIKE THISSSSS]

Scien--!

[it's fine we vibe until hei gets back

scien is going to just turn his head to the side to cough blood, but honestly he just looks more annoyed than anything. he wipes at his mouth with his sleeve, gross.]

Stop. This won't be enough to kill me. Stay focused.

Easy for you to say!

[HE COMES FROM A PLACE WHERE PEOPLE DIE WHEN THEY ARE KILLED OKAY HE'S NOT USED TO THIS. Truly it is only because he's been on the front lines with other injured yet capable people that he doesn't rush over, but that doesn't make him any less concerned.]

Can you walk?

[the way i have to run to my meeting, hei is it possible to break off the tooth if you hit it hard enough because that will decide whether or not scien lets the piece that STABBED HIM stay inside to keep the blood in or not

anyway,,]

Yes, Busybody. Now look forward. I won't be the reason you get distracted enough to die again.

[ NO PROBLEM

Cool, cool. So I guess Scien was impaled a little. Can you even be impaled a little? It's always a lot, isn't it? The teeth are rooted like how teeth are in real life, so it may be difficult. He can slide his body whence it came and walk through a bit more carefully.

The faces were just faces, nice decor on the walls. They don't do anything to them except have a cameo.

Luke and Scien make it to what might be the other side, but it's filled with the pink mist. It starts tapering away though and suddenly structures appear... They look like fallen debris, support platforms, mechanical wings, and from above more fall. Along the scene, there are white spots of light. They cry, sob, as if asking for help. Some get crushed by asphalt, cement, or metal. ]

That wouldn't happen.

[Sound less certain

I GUESS HE GETS TO WATCH SCIEN SLIDE HIMSELF OFF THIS TOOTH THEN?? HORRIBLE. He is definitely not looking forward until he has solid proof Scien isn't going to keel over from having a fckin hole in him now... HE CAN'T EVEN DO ANYTHING ABOUT THIS? THEY HAVE NO SURGICAL TOOLS imagine this is how we find out about the revival mechanic.

But since we have more to investigate, he will... well now he's not moving forward nearly as quickly since he wants to be ready to throw Scien over his shoulder and backtrack if he has to--but he views Scien and Dahut as Android Adjacent, so he will trust Scien's judgment. For now. He pulls his shirt up over his mouth and nose to stop himself from inhaling too much of this mist as they move forward, his gaze sharpening at the sound of those strange voices.

He doesn't believe in ghosts, so--]

Hello? Can you answer me? [He will move over to check some fallen debris, doing his best to push it aside and search for survivors of this mess--or, more realistically, bodies.]

[scien keels over and dies seen you in four hours]

[imagine - well maybe it'll get to that point but for right now scien will remove himself from the spike, once again coughing up blood but he ignores it! sometimes a guy just carries on! he applies as much pressure to his IMPALEMENT WOUND as he can, walking forward. they absolutely don't have surgical tools but he will try to prevent himself from bleeding out until the investigation is done at least.

anyway, what happens if scien tries to catch one of the balls of light in his own bloody hand]

[ Luke will not find bodies like theirs, but... There is a soft glow of a silhouette under one of the buried support beams. It is very large and may need Luke to heave harder to push it off. He's very capable, you see. He could do it the coming tag round, but he feels something creeping through his veins. It's a familiar sensation. Like Thursday, like what he has had nightmares about, his ailment latches on. It manifests like a black cloak, suffocating him, reminding him that it owns him.

The soft light doesn't get bloodied, but it stops crying? I hope Scien enjoys the warmth from one of the lights as Luke goes through it. The white fuzzy gently floats to his wound, as if concerned about it. Is this what salvation feels like... ]

[I'm glad this is happening immediately after Luke made a big stink about his ego to Scien specifically

Thankfully it's no longer thoughtshare or emotionshare, so his panicked thought of not again is kept within his own mind, and the pain that floods him is no one else's but his own. And though his symptoms have been mild, after Thursday night, he's been wary, hyperaware of every minute shift and change within his own body. Still, with his attention focused on the voices--on the mission--the sensations of his sickness catch him off-guard enough to make him hiss, his grip on the beam tightening as he leans on it for support, trying in vain to catch his breath.

...But hopefully Scien's having fun!]

[this is so fucking funny KARMA IS HITTING THEM BOTH WITH MULTIPLE BRICKS

MEANWHILE, SCIEN AND THIS FUCKING LIGHT - he doesn't trust it so he'll try to swat it away from his injury. to the light:] Oi. If you're trying to help me, be more obvious about it.

Busybody, say nothing if you're dying again.

[AND WHAT DO YOU EXPECT TO DO ABOUT IT, SCIEN, AFTER ROLLING A 1?]

[ Let's go, Luke!! I believe in you! Overcome space tb!! Scien is... Doing what he's doing with his 1! Commanding him to will himself out of feeling pain? Perhaps as Luke suffers, he can see the soft light silhouette look up at him and reach out with a hand. They're still under the debris, stuck. Please, help.

uh, i guess it's swat away but it floats like a dandelion puff... this wasn't in my plans but because it's funny the fuzzy light will fill Scien's impalement hole like a stopper by accident. It has no eyes. The sensation is weird. ]

[I rolled a 16 which means he has enough breath to wheeze out--]

Fuck you--

[Thanks Luke.

But you know, at least this time, he can actually do something--so with immense willpower, he fights through the pain enough to shove as hard as he can at the debris. Will it be the nail in the coffin? Maybe. But who's to say these past couple of days were anything more than a very strange dream anyway?]

Eugh.

[FUZZY LIGHT IN THE IMPALEMENT HOLE

scien is clearly uncomfortable with this sensation but will take the ???help??? and just go to move forward then, catching up to luke. if he responded then clearly he's not dying again just yet?

he'll trudge over to luke in only slightly stumbling steps to see the silhouette... whomst the fuck]

[ It's hard to beat a 16. Luke overpowers his illness and it's thwarted when he shoves the debris, as if casting the large structure of cement also shook off his pain. The bundle of light is there and disperses thanks to his help. They are free. He gets the sensation of a job well done and the falling structures—continue to fall. It starts falling faster.

Scien comes in closer as he gets to see the lights disperse. He does caught the glimpse that it seemed like a young man that was there, just by the shape. The uncomfortable feeling was a warning, actually... The soft light dims, then turns pink itself like the haze, and he will feel pin needles of not pain, but intense emotions. It's an overwhelming gauntlet. Does he have the willpower to block them out and carry on?

The most prominent emotions are "I don't want to die" and "why?" Suddenly, those whispers he heard are clearer in his memory. They're a flood of pleads to live and curses to die. They are very loud in his head, they take over his thoughts.

Don't get crushed. ]

[

By which I mean Luke thwarts the debris and his illness--yay!--only to get immediately whacked by a chunk of debris. Ow.]

[not more fucking emotions and weirdo thoughts in his head

scien spares the briefest of glances for where luke just gets destroyed apparently before he suddenly relives emotionshare.... 2!! he closes his eyes against the whispers, if only because he's heard them so many times before. people pleading to him, begging for salvation from their makeshift god, only for him to turn a blind eye and deaf ear.

but the bitch rolled an 8!! his memory bank is working overtime! it's gonna try to start turning off some of these emotions before it overwhelms him again]

[ Y'ALL GOING TO LEAVE OR JUST GET BURIED? Either is cool. The structures are still falling and crashing onto this liminal space... Is this even still the Grinder? The path they once took is still there, still open, but the pink haze is returning.

Luke gets bonked. The emotions intensify each second. ]

[ASS BONK REACT TO ASS

You know who has had to unfairly deal with all of this? POOR PEANUT. Peanut is allowed to escape from the horrors now; Luke whistles in three short bursts, and Peanut takes off, flying back down the corridor(?) to try and get to Dahut. Despite the pain, Luke gets to his feet--his body still aches with residual TB owies, but he's had worse. Like, five seconds ago.

He'll try to peer further down the way they came, just to see if it looks like there's a way out that way or anything important to see, he isn't going to take the risk.]

Let's get out of here. [Before they do get pancaked]

[OWIES!!!!!!

scien walks along, but it seems like there's nothing left to see and they already know all the horrors that lie ahead so!!!]

Ugh... Give me your shoulder.

[this IMPALEMENT WOUND WITH THE LITTLE FUZZY THAT MAY OR MAY NOT BE INSIDE? and all these emotions are..... not doing great for him]

[ Peanut takes off! May he reach the other side, dodging the structure constantly falling here.

Yes, Luke will see that the way they came in is still open. The other side can be seen with fields of flowers that weren't there before, but barely visible through the pink haze. There's nothing important through the hallway of teeth, except there are more unidentifiable faces imprinted on the teeth. I don't think I mentioned this, but they're bald. Always have been.

The tradeoff for this fuzzy is that it feels like these emotions are splintering inside Scien. They take root, like a parasite, using him as fertilizer. These aren't unnatural emotions. They're simply very human ones. But! They're focusing on an escape.

Will we be going through the teeth? A curved support beam drops RIGHT behind them. ]

[All of these terrible situations are really painting a skewed picture of how obedient Luke is--because as funny as it would be, he isn't going to abandon Scien to his owies. He just nods, moving to support him. DOES HE EVEN KNOW SCIEN IS GETTING BRAINBLASTED RIGHT NOW maybe he'll find out in a minute, who's to say.

They have nowhere else to go, I think?? THROUGH THE TEETH, away from the haze and the victims of bald curses past.]

[WHY ARE THEY BALD NOW? DID YOU BALD MY NUN MOMTHER???? HELLO

HELP!!!!!!!! SOMETIMES YOU'RE OBEDIENT BECAUSE YOU'RE A DECENT PEERSON scien isn't going to say he's getting brainblasted when he's fighting the demons (emotions) and literally just trying nOT TO BLEED OUT!!!!! I GUESS!!!!!!! get us outta here luke

i guess this icon is accurate for the situation]

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