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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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I'm having trouble remembering the number, but I know—there must have been... Why else... Ghosts—stories. [ They blip. ] Accidents... Strange. Happenings.
It may be best to hear it from them yourself, if they appear.
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[ . . . ]
Do you believe in curses? And will you share the symptoms of your poison?
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[ A preposterous idea for them. ]
The poison acted rather quickly, to my surprise. The symptoms at first seemed mild where I thought I caught a common cold, but it must have escalated in my sleep. Odd enough, it had been the best sleep I've had in a while.
I wish I could see my autopsy. I'm very curious.
[1/2]
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Who would have written your autopsy? The Chief Medical Officer at the time? Does the name Io mean anything to you?
What was your goal in creating the new cross-breed?
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[ They are much shorter, though. They keep fiddling with their bracelet. ]
A compact, portable, and potent hypoallergenic anesthesia in collaboration with Research & Development and Medical.
But this was a side project of mine. I was looking to create a shared hallucinatory experience through writing cosmoelectromagnetic data into flower DNA. Much of what is shared between individuals is through the explanation of another, but perceptions will always be different. I was curious to know if one's experience can be accurately projected with all senses, or the illusion of the senses, and rationale to others... Therefore achieving true understanding.
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Was Nut & Bolt looking to see what your progress was on the anesthesia or was that something that you as a crew decided to focus on separate from the company?
Were you making any progress in your hallucinatory project?
[but he'll also point at their bracelet since they keep fiddling with it....] Is that something important to you?
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[ That is right. ]
Nut & Bolt had some interest to get into the biomedical field, but it was something our staff decided to work on during our downtime. [ So separate. ] There was progress on my hallucinatory project, but it was in the form of sharing a dream for one minute.
... My daughter made this for me. Don't mind the habit. I have trouble keeping still.
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[but he looks down at the bracelet and nods.]
Your daughter wasn't on the ship?
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[ They shake their head. ]
She has her own life back at home. [ ... ] I was going to see her, after the tour.
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[ . . . . ]
Some of the other bleeding hearts here are collecting last wills and words. Share yours, and I'll pass it on to them.
[scien said i will make it someone else's problem]
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[ And they seem relatively fine with that. They're a bit surprised by the offer. ]
Nut & Bolt should deliver my life insurance to my daughter, but it wouldn't hurt to confirm. I had a note prepared for her already in the database in preparation. [ They will give him their employee ID and galaxy ID. They think on it some more. ] ... I would like my ex-partner to know that I was close, close to being able to share with her my dream. You can leave that with my daughter as well. She will deliver it.
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[scien said i'm not nice enough to do a complete follow through even tho he'll do the bare minimum of asking and tasking someone else to do it....]
What else do you know about Nut and Bolt? Were there other accidents or casualties that happened on different ships? What was the name of the ship that you were boarded on for your tour?
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[ They understand delegation. ]
I know that their humble beginnings was collecting nuts from around the galaxy. Their founder had big dreams of having a taste of the universe. [ They blip a couple of times. ] I have not heard of accidents or casualties on different ships that would be high concern, at least not often enough to be called commonplace.
I was stationed on the Eudora.
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Was the Eudora a new ship when you embarked on your tour? Or had it already been used many times before?
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[ So it isn't a new ship. It is older. ]
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