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Senior Crew ([personal profile] dropoffs) wrote2022-09-21 08:39 pm
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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".
rav3n: (luke63)

W1 execution react

[personal profile] rav3n 2024-03-10 05:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[I'M AWAKE

And after last week, he's here watching the screen, grim; his arms are folded over his chest
expression serious and displeased.]
satisficing: (pic#17022667)

[personal profile] satisficing 2024-03-10 05:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[:man_standing:]
rav3n: (luke21)

[personal profile] rav3n 2024-03-10 05:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Rosamund is a combatant, but he's so unhappy about this anyway. HIS BAD VIBES...]

Why does the ship calls for us, and not the senior crew?

[The only explanation he can think of is cannon fodder]
satisficing: (pic#17022670)

[personal profile] satisficing 2024-03-10 06:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[He shakes his head gently, as much of a loss for the answer himself.]

A malfunction. A desire to see us suffer. I don't know.
rav3n: (luke63)

[personal profile] rav3n 2024-03-10 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[From the look on his face, anything he has to say about malfunctions and the like would just be bitter and mean, so he just falls silent, keeping his gaze on the screen.]
artificialsweetener: (some people lie and believe)

[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-10 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[OUR SWEET KABBY IS TRULY RUNNING THE GAUNTLET.

Dahut is just watching in the same quiet and solemn way he'd watched Eunhyuk bleed out suddenly with, absentmindedly stirring his oatmeal with a stale cracker.]
Edited (this was meant to go under the main tl but I'm mobile I refuse to change my ways or mytags) 2024-03-10 18:14 (UTC)
satisficing: (pic#17022660)

[personal profile] satisficing 2024-03-10 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[HELP ME

He is frowning, watching, frowning. Undoubtedly thinking a mile a minute by the look on his face.]
artificialsweetener: (even the slightest hope)

[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-10 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[EUNHYUK DOWN FOR THE COUNT... This man has so much blood in his body. Dahut switches from watching the dramatic soap opera zoom that is slightly off center to watching Viktor for a moment, brow furrowed. Trying to figure out how to keep rosahyuk alive when one of them is definitely about to die huh.......]
satisficing: (pic#17034910)

[personal profile] satisficing 2024-03-10 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sometimes you are not mad at a dude who terribly took you out because you understand he wasn't in control.

Also it helps you were on decent terms beforehand.

So he's just sad. He's sad for everything. Throné, Lucien, Sidon, Rosamund, Eunhyuk.]
artificialsweetener: (like a flood on the floor)

[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-10 07:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[WHAT A MOOD they are the most vibesin murder victims wow.

But this is very sad, a very sad thing to watch. Sad for everyone. Sad for Eunhyuk and Rosamund and the people who suffer through powerless spectating. He'll move over at some point to stand or sit by Viktor, patting his hand just the once as kabby and yaywon ruin our lives.]
satisficing: (pic#17022689)

[personal profile] satisficing 2024-03-10 07:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[WHY GOD.

Godmods you into standing because at the end, Viktor drops himself into a sit so he can put his face in his hands. HE'S JUST TIRED.

Also, guess what, none of them saw much of what happened last time SO GETTING TO SEE IT IS FUCKING WILD.]
artificialsweetener: (some people lie and believe)

[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-10 07:48 pm (UTC)(link)
[AAAA VIKTOR HELP. That was so much though wow. Rosahyuk is alive........ He's glancing up as the rumbly belly starts to make its belly noises and sighs to himself before dropping down to crouch in front of this tired man.]

Do you need anything...? Monsieur Eunhyuk will be coming in through Monsieur Dentiers soon.
satisficing: (pic#17022704)

[personal profile] satisficing 2024-03-10 07:56 pm (UTC)(link)
[He lifts his head when the rumbling begins, eyes high and expression perturbed. Hello? Not that. Why is there digestion. He glances at Dahut, squeezing his laced hands.]

...Make him some food, please.

[He stands up so he can go wait by the stupid Grinder. He is missing his crutch? He still has a tiny bit of a limp, but he's just walking away.]
artificialsweetener: (even the slightest hope)

[personal profile] artificialsweetener 2024-03-10 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[SIR YOUR CRUTCH. YOUR LIMP. Dahut will just nod, moving to stand at around the same time and watching him go with a furrowed brow. COMPLICATED REUNIONS AHEAD wowie.]
egodist: (✧ but bad boys bring heaven to you.)

[personal profile] egodist 2024-03-10 07:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[dana was asleep and i'm going to be so honest, so was scien at the risk of dozing off for most of it. it's only when there's the actual whistle of an arrow through the air that he'll tilt his head, paying attention just a bit more. he watches eunhyuk get carried to the pod, raises a brow at the kiss (ROSAHYUK REAL!!!!!!!), and then lets his gaze drift toward the grinder.

won't be long now.]