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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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Muttering as he passes:]
Good riddance. Let me know if we can use some of his parts.
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Tendrils of ice shoot up from Dahut's frozen little paws to his neck, which makes an uncomfortable crunching sound like glass underfoot as he turns his head to look at Viktor. His expression is blank for a second, and then there's something visibly and genuinely hurt as he hugs his lil bloody ball of clothing to his chest.]
Please don't speak ill of him where I can hear you. [HE LOVES HIS DEAD HAMSTER WHOM HE ISN'T SURE WILL BE RETURNING.] ...Nothing is left.
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HE FEELS BAD.......BUT ONLY FOR DAHUT.]
What ill-thought out thing did he make you help him do...? How is nothing of him left?
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I volunteered to help with an operation so we could learn a little more about our bodies here, since there are already so many strange anomalies... [THEIR HEALING.] But after his heart stopped, he decayed at really fast... A bunch of flowers sprouted and then those decayed too, and nothing was left after. Not even the samples we collected.
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[Something about what Dahut says makes him drop every single bit of scrap in his arms to the floor. His expression is apprehensive and nervous.
He turns around fastly, back toward Dahut.]
Take me.
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Dahut also looks a little surprised by it, but he'll nod.]
Okay. Not even the flowers are left, but...
[Time to go take Viktor to the Sweeney Hut operating room where the only traces left of Scien are his FUCKING CLOTHES and also the blood left behind on the surgical tools. Dahut has folded everything up neatly and set the tools aside to clean off later.]
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What do you mean "flowers grew"? They sprouted from his body? They sprouted from somewhere nearby? And they died almost immediately?
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From his body, mm. They decayed pretty quickly after they bloomed...
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...Like the Hex Core.
[He glances at Dahut.]
Has this happened before with any of his insane tests?
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[GIRL THE WHAT NOW. He shakes his head, though...]
This is the first time I've seen anything like this at all. Monsieur Eunhyuk mentioned that they're something called a lotus flower? They felt, looked and tasted like a normal flower in the moments before they decayed, but the smell was similar to the one that we all smelled from Monsieur Dentiers that day with the smoke people.
[Fucking help SCIENTISTS.]
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[IT'S FINE................ PROBABLY.]
It... [He hesitates, considering.] It was a runic matrix. A matrix of the arcane. I was studying it because I realized... it could learn. And evolve.
I found out it could restore dead life. I tested it on plants. It made them flourish, grow, but it only lasted a few seconds before they would decay and wilt. I couldn't figure out... why the plants were resisting the transmutation.
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I see... Until nothing was left? The decayed matter turned into dust pretty quickly, here. [A glance at the table, and then back to Viktor.] I think this might have more to do with the Helly Belly, at least, but I'm not exactly keen on running a second test to gather comparative data points.
[At least not until they find out that death isn't permanent! Then all bets are off!]
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[He follows the glance to the table. Goodbye, Idiod. (no)]
This... place... Parts of this place remind me of the Hex Core, too. It had become... organic. [He does not explain how.] Like some of the structures here.
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Hm... Well. We'll know what to keep an eye out for now, if anyone else is unlucky enough to deal with a super serious injury. I did notice that some of the organic parts don't seem to want to cross into certain areas... That might be important.