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GRAVEYARD.

GR͏∀VE̴Y͞A̵ЯD 13 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 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 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]

[ I SAID THE UNIDENTIFIABLE FACES, BUT WHO AM I TO STOP EVERYONE, I GUESS. Scien is keeping it inside... This is what toxic masculinity taught him.

As they progress through the same passageway they came, they will notice the hallway closing in. It's slow... And then it's a CHOMP. If they felt full body pain, it was for a short time. Maybe it was better than the emotional turmoil that Scien was suffering.

... Now they're back in the front of the Grinder which is back normal, next to Vash who's very slowly returning back into a person from an effigy, Dahut with round Peanut, and they feel like hell. They feel every ache and pain, remember every demon speaking in their ear, and the stopper in Scien's hole is gone. Pitter patter some blood now.

There were signs things happened, yet their surroundings make it look like nothing did.

We are done!! ]

[THE WAY HE JUST ESCAPED WITH MENTAL SCARS WHEN YALL ARE FALLING APART AND VASH IS A LITERAL STATUE. At least he's defrosting like a chicken breast...

Anyway, over Dahut runs, Peanut 2 grams away from snapping his neck, quickly scanning to get a look at their TERRIBLE STATES. Especially Scien's SCIEN YOU STUPID ASSHOLE.]

What happened in there—?! I'll go get a medical kit!

[His default one that only has enough bandages for a moderate wound... SCIEN!!!!!]

[AAAAAA OUT THEY GO back through the teeth. WHY IS IT SOMEHOW WORSE BACK THROUGH THE TEETH? WHERE DID THEIR HEALING LIGHT GO!!! SCIEN IS GOING TO DIE ON TRASH MOUNTAIN LIKE THIS]

Get mine too, there might be more gauze in there!

[HE CAN? TRY TO USE HIS JACKET TOO?? Except that would require letting go of Scien so hmmm this is a problem]

[the way scien will overwhelmingly prefer the physical pain compared to feeling those gross pitiful emotions that aren't his. toxic masculinity is alive and well, babey.

he just makes a noise of aggravation at both of their FUSSING.]

Stop. Dahut, start a timer. I got injured about [mods tell me how long it was] ago. We can see if it's possible to [turns his head away from luke, spits out blood] come back from this.

If it gets more dire, you can administer aid.

Put me down.

[WELL HE'D BEEN IN THE MIDDLE OF TURNING TO GO GET THE MEDKITS but he'll pause when Scien starts talking... Unfortunately for Luke, both of the Relivers are insane.]

Oh! Right, right. [THEIR FUCKING EXPERIMENTS. He panicked seeing his hamster bleeding when he's still in turbo fuss mode, but this is a good opportunity! Give him a second as he pulls up a timer, setting it quickly, and then reaching up to wipe the blood away from Scien's stupid face.]

Why do you keep getting yourself into trouble?! [NOT HIS STUPID HAMSTEEER. But since he is fully just on board with testing Scien's limits, he'll turn to Luke instead:] What about you, monsieur? Are you injured?

[HE DOESN'T NEED EMOTIONSHARE FOR THE EMOTION OF SMOKING BEN AFFLECK TO BE SO REAL AND PALPABLE.]

On the trash? No. [What are you gonna do bitch? Bleed on him? Shouldn't have told him you don't like people who listen to you "that's not what he said" close enough

To Dahut--] I'm fine. [He clearly has cuts and scrapes but he thinks that is LESS IMPORTANT THAN TOOTH IMPALEMENT YOU FREAKS] You said something about Vash--

[Looks over conveniently WHAT THE FUCK]

[THAT'S NOT WHAT HE SAIDDDDD and that's how scien just gets snippy enough to be like]

And what are you gonna do? Carry me around?

[hE WILL PROBABLY DO EXACTLY THAT, SCIEN!!!!!! STOP TEMPTING FATE!!!! but he'll let dahut wipe at his face because he doesn't mind being bloody but it's not ideal. this is so gross. they need new clothes.]

What happened out here...?

[STOP TEMPTING FATE!!!! Dahut can't do a damn thing if Luke decides to just carry Scien's ass around.]

You can bring him to his bed, he deserves to sleep in bloody sheets for being such a headache.

[Binch.

GOOD QUESTION THOUGH. He looks at their thawing chicken wing...]

He was hit with a blast of smoke after a smoke person exploded and turned into a statue.

[HELP.]

That's exactly what I'll do. [AND WHAT ABOUT IT.GIF. He will at least try to let Scien make it to his bed with support but he is not above a firefighter carry. "Let him walk on his own?" no.]

He--what? [WHAT.]

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