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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.
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".
💀 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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You know what, at this point, this might as well happen. He can question his own beliefs later... for now, he puts his hands on his knees and bends down a little, his tone gentle and friendly.]
Who is everyone? Maybe I can help.
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I'm an adult, sir. [ Just so Luke knows. ] ... The rest of the crew.
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Sorry, I can't see you very well. [Hmmm.] Are you looking for the senior crew, or the junior crew? We've only got one of the former in this place.
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Oh, a senior crew member would be great to speak to. Which one do you know? Which team are they in?
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My name is Lancion... [ They believe it is. ] I'm part of the Eudora's intelligence team. Or was.
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Well, given where they are, he has a feeling he knows what that means, but. Hm.]
Did you work with Adrastea, then? That's our Chief Intelligence Officer right now. [...] Did something happen to you?
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[ ... ]
This must be the afterlife.
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I heard the senior crew had worked for this company for about three months. How long has it been for you?
[As for the rest--he hesitates, considering a lie, but it seems like they've already reached this conclusion on their own.]
...I think so. I'm sorry.
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I think it would have been two months. [ Luke. Why are you sorry? Now they're concerned and they try to pat him only to blip in and out. ] It's all right. I think... I'm remembering what happened better.
[ Overall, they're pretty calm about it, even though unsettled. Who wouldn't be? ]
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Can you tell me what happened?
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[ They don't continue since it should be easy to piece from there. ]
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No I'm kidding he doesn't say that. He just looks at this ghostie with a sympathetic, serious expression.
Then, yesterday...
He's quiet for a moment.]
...The four of us are going to find a way out of here. [Confidently. A promise. How they're still conscious and corporeal after death, he doesn't know--but until he does, all he can do is move forward as if he'd never died. At least in front of others.] When we do--is there anyone you'd like us to contact? To let them know? Family, or loved ones...
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[ Capitalism is still strong. They say this matter-of-fact, actually, with full confidence. ]
I don't know if you can, but... If there's a way, then I wish you luck getting out.
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He just nods, though, because he hasn't given up yet.]
I'll check for you. Lancion, right? Can you tell me anything else about your team?
[He wants to ask about the ship, too, but memorializing the lost is so important to him. It's the least he can do, in his opinion.]
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[ They will give it to Luke. This is such a funny exchange here. ]
If Adrastea is still out there, then I'm glad some people escaped. [ But they're about to talk to their team, then blip in and out wildly. ] ... You'll probably be able to talk to them sometime. Not that I'd curse you to talk to the chief of intelligence.
... But you'll be bound to cross those who have died.
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It sounds like there was some kind of major accident. [If the ship was collapsing... looks directly into Hei's eyes...
He doesn't like the sound of that, though.]
Do you have an idea of how many others...? Or anyone in particular we should look out for?
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[ what you looking at me for They are thinking. Thinking. ]
Our crew consisted of... I think it's twenty-eight. I don't remember who was here with us, in this place. [ THE BELLY But they can see Lancion and Scien talking. ] But some of us must be around.
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[THAT'S SO MANY PEOPLE. Even if some, or most of them survived, it's depressing to think about.
But. Mm. He's quiet for a minute, musing.
It's possible, of course, that 28 bodies could've been stored somewhere that he didn't have access to, or already offloaded (or otherwise handled) in the time since the storm they mentioned. In fact, he thinks that's more likely than the idea that they're still on the ship. Still, the fact that he, Scien, Dahut, and Vash still have tangible bodies, while Lancion doesn't...]
...Do you know anything about the auxiliary pods in the stasis bay?
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You mean the cryopods meant for the dead?
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You know the ship far better than we do, so I wondered if you might know anything about it. If there's any connection.
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I don't know if there's a connection, but I do wonder if there's a connection there. I can only confirm that we used the stasis bay.
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Still, it's something to keep in mind.]
Do you feel... like you'll be able to stick around? When we figure out how to get out of here, I'd like for you to come with us, if you can.
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I think Everan and I can still linger. We might need to take a little nap after this before we show up again.
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Alright. Get some rest, then--we'll call for you if we need you, but we'll be here if you remember anything else.