GRAVEYARD.

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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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CHANGES GRAVEYARD LOCATIONS LIVING SIDE STATUSES PROFILES AUDIENCES REPORTING PRIVATE CONVOS COMMS DOSSIER

Comments

FOUR HOUR LATER

[egodist]

[sets myself free from meetings

there is at first the rummaging sound of something from the scrap yard. pieces of metal falling over, rust dislodged and clogging up the air, a scraggly sheet kicked until it's flung off the top of the pile and sent cascading down.

from the ashes rust, god this shithead rises again.

he dusts himself off, as if that'll help anything when he's fucking naked as the day that he technically birthed himself out of a reliver egg, with only a (mod voice) adam and eve modesty leaf covering up his lower half. how is it staying on. i'm not thinking about it.

that said, seems as good a time as any to mention the fact that scien's covered in scars. where his clothes are normally melting off of him, they do a fair job of covering the absurd bruising, scars, and stitching that litter his entire body but cluster especially around his chest. the scarred over portion of where he clawed out his own memory bank is there, but so are a bunch of neat rows of stitches as if this body was nothing more than something to take apart and put back together. maybe it was.

anyway - ]

Someone get Dahut to give me back my pants.

[pathematic]

[GOES TO LOOK FOR DAHUT? UNLESS DAHUT IS ALREADY HERE? IM ASSUMING DAHUT IS ALREADY HERE TO PANTS HIM

the state of his body would give him pause, but Eunhyuk got to see him laid out like this in the brig, just enough to see these same exact scars on his chest.]

Scien.

[his eyes turn black for a moment, then back to normal]

How do you feel?

[egodist]

[dahut will probably be here at some point!!! scien will stand around in the nude until he gets assisted because this is truly just a vessel to him and if his scars are already out, there's no point in hiding them. there is no shame or worry....]

Fine.

[truly just fine]

I'll be going back to the operating lab to check my vitals, but everything feels intact.

[pathematic]

[(rat voice) (flushed) uwah]

We were worried.

[simply, because they were (excluding viktor).]

Dahut said your body decayed right after you died.

[egodist]

[stop also i realized i haven't been playing with the weekly effect. we'll say some fuwa fuwa clouds are drifting around scien... they can cover his tits and bits like a classical painting]

I'll get the notes of the full report from him.

But there's no reason to be worried. I don't expect any of you to mourn me.

[pathematic]

[NOT THE FCKING FRUITS BASKET CLOUDS

...]

I've already seen you die once. I don't want it to happen again.

[regardless of what kind lives or unlives relivers live]

[egodist]

[yea those

scien tilts his head for a moment before he seems to remember - ]

Oh right. They were recording me. So it got released afterward? Wow. What bad taste.

[SHOW MORE CONCERN!!!]

[artificialsweetener]

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH MONSIEUR SCIEN—!!

[DAHUT'S ARRIVAL IS NOT FUCKING QUIET OR SUBTLE, HE'S JUST HOWLING THE ENTIRE TIME HE'S DASHING THROUGH GARBAGE TO GET TO SCIEN.

There is also no being delicate with the newly revived man here, he will just bowl directly into Scien's side unless he's stopped, wrapping him up in a towel from the bathroom and shoving a ball of fabric into his arms. A nice, fresh bundle of clothing! All warm and straight out of the dryer, yippee.]

Four hours!! Put on your pants!!

[egodist]

Oh. Your timing is good.

[this laundry is fresh....... comfy. he'll reach out to place a hand on dahut's head to intercept his charge and then annoyingly mess up his hair first as his greeting. help!! but then he'll put the towel around his shoulders to obscure some of his more obvious scars and then step into his stupid pants. they're so warm.......]

Three hours for major wounds and then four for a complete revival then. What became of my old vessel?

[artificialsweetener]

[NOT HIS HAIR. He makes a disgruntled noise but at least waits until Scien's taken this clothing ball before he starts to de-mess it.]

It decayed! Really, really fast! And a bunch of flowers sprouted... Monsieur Eunhyuk said they were lotuses when I described them to him? Apparently they're a symbol of purity and rebirth! [IT'S A MIRACLE IT WORKED SCIEN IS REBORN.]

But they decayed really fast, too... And we lost all of our samples!

[egodist]

Flowers...? Then it has to be reliant on the second meaning.

[because he sure as shit isn't pure. he messily puts on the shirt again, misaligning one single button somehow and fastening it before he shrugs his lab coat back on....]

Be specific. Which samples?

[artificialsweetener]

[He doesn't even say anything because he doesn't need to OBVIOUSLY SCIEN ISN'T PURE!!]

Everything that was taken during the operation... [WILTING........ THEIR FUCKING BLOOD AND TISSUE SAMPLES.] I tried to save what I could, but it was no good.

[egodist]

Interesting. I wonder why.

It doesn't make sense for everything to just disappear—that's not how conversion of matter works... unless it happened because it was going into my separate regeneration.

This is also an odd location.

[so far from where he died... and not the grinder]

[ratbrows]

[A rat blinks at him coquettishly.]

[egodist]

[help

he's ignoring this rat sweet yaywon]

[pathematic]

STOP I DIND'T EVEN WRITE THAT TAG SOMEONE STOLE MY RAT IDENTITY

[ratbrows]

[Maybe you should've been alpha enough to do it yourself]

[pathematic]

I WAS LITERALLY GOING TO???????????????????????? I WASN"T HESITATING

[rav3n]

[You took too long]

[rav3n]

[Finally tags you for real

WELL Luke kept Dahut company at the Grinder for a while, but eventually they had to part ways... AND NOW WE ARE HERE. I wish so badly that Luke would have a hilarious reaction to naked Scien emerging from trash mountain to shame mankind but unfortunately he's only concerned with Scien, you know, being un-disintegrated. He does notice the scars, but more importantly, he notices that Scien is in one piece and not about to keel over and bleed out on the trash, so he doesn't rush over to try and steady him.

He shakes his head, exasperated--but there's relief there, too. HOW ARE YOU TWO SO SMART BUT SO DUMB AT THE SAME TIME thinks Luke, who is also a smart idiot]

What exactly was the plan if you didn't make it back?

[egodist]

[yea he's genuinely fine. little clouds from the effect kinda surround him in the (yaywon voice) fruits basket censorship way. he's yawning though, unconcerned as always. he should be more concerned.]

I die, Dahut incinerates my corpse, and each of you carry on.

[what would it have mattered if scien died....]

[rav3n]

[Oh no... the thoughts and emotions prompted by a tragic otome past... they're escaping...

The air cools, slightly. He knows Scien favors straightforwardness, so--]

Are you forgetting that he cares about you? Or do you just not care?

[egodist]

Interesting hypocritical line of questioning.

[he does prefer straightforwardness, and it's why he matches it in turn.]

Do you think that he didn't consent to the experiment? Are you assuming he appealed to me to stop?

[rav3n]

[Well really what he thinks is that neither of them can be trusted with a rational understanding of experiment limits and they probably need intensive therapy but that's neither here nor there]

Do you want me to answer those questions directly, or do you want to know what I actually think?

[egodist]

It's easier to make statements than ask me questions you don't actually want answers to.

[considering how pointed those questions felt]

If you want to argue with me, don't beat around the bush.