GRAVEYARD.

[dropoffs]

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".

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

Comments

[satisficing]

a. HOT POT

[Please pick one of the things for Viktor to eat! A gift for you.

He is white, and so I'm forcing him to try to function badly with these chopsticks even though there are undoubtedly chopsticks in Runeterra probably. Pick one, he's holding it like that probably.]

b. DEBATE

[Start right into him with some wildcard proclamation, and he will argue you. Or maybe agree.]

It feels... less... emasculating to be a babygirl, I think...

[FEMINIZING MEN BY TOUCHING THEIR LOWER BACK AND CALLING THEM A LITTLE MEOW MEOW.



Additionally: he can be found muttering to himself and puzzling over this fucking EQUATION. Extensively. He forgets about the food, focused too much on trying to find some kind of lead to an answer. The white board will become COVERED in his work. He will even write over other people's work, or squeeze his in between. He also disappears from time to time to pace around and around while attempting to figure it out.]

[dropoffs]

[ FORSAKEN PINKY and also I will take him eating a mushroom. Vash is basically holding his breath watching Viktor using chopsticks like this. TERRIFYING. ]

[satisficing]

[HIS PINKY IS JUST OUT HERE DOING THINGSSSS. He's struggling with this mushroom. MUSHROOMS ARE THE WORST TO TRY TO PICK UP WHEN YOU CAN'T USE CHOPSTICKS.

Goodbye. He drops the first one onto the fleshly floor where it's consumed, and he yelps gently and raises a foot. NOT THIS. The second try goes a bit better. Not with the chopsticks, but with the mushroom, since he ends up spearing the thing with one of them after giving up momentarily.]

[dropoffs]

[ Vash... Keeps... Watching this happen, but as Viktor does that, he will keep adding stuff to the hotpot. He had already crossed his legs on the seat to avoid the flesh scoundrels. If Viktor looks over to Vash when he gets the mushroom, he gives him a THUMBS UP? Also what will Vash eat, Anna. ]

[satisficing]

[His back hurts for crossed legs, but he now has them lifted on the bottom of the chair. AWAY.

He gives Vash some greens because cannibalism is funny. Chopstick trying again.]

If I can get back home in one piece... I'll have more ideas for inventing things to help Zaun.

[dropoffs]

Zaun's your home? [ I GUESS CANNIBALISM HAPPENS. Vash eats some greens. ] I think you guys are more of a danger to yourselves than anything that has happened here. [ ........... well ]

[satisficing]

It's where I was born, yes.

[WHY DOES HE JUST LOOK AT HIM WITH THIS FACE AND SAY THESE THINGS. This is the worst event imaginable. Vash really makes me lose ever ounce of my domestication.]

...I'm sorry?

[WHAT?]

[pathematic]

[ASSIGNS VIKTOR EATING A NOODLE]

[satisficing]

[I know what this is fucking for, Yaywon.

TOO BAD YOU HAVE TO WAIT A BIT. It takes him forever to try getting even one noodle. He twirls the chopsticks like you might would a fork for spaghetti, and then hurriedly shoves it toward his mouth so it doesn't slip away. AAAA.

He glances at the living screens.............]

I worry about some of them.

[pathematic]

[HIS 10 MINUTE CONSUMPTION OF A SINGLE NOODLE]

Only some?

[has Eunhyuk drink some soup to drag this moment out]

[satisficing]

[It's bad out here for the white people, fam. (As it should be.)]

I mean... I worry about all of them, of course, but... some more than others.

[pathematic]

[he nods because this makes perfect sense]

I worry about them too. Even the ones who can take care of themselves, like Charles.

[satisficing]

[Watching the screen before looking back to Eunhyuk.]

Even the optimistic and self-sufficient can use help sometimes.

[Puts a mushie in Eunhyuk's bowl. Badly.]

I worry about Throné, but I think she is okay with Temenos there. Sidon is like Charles. Optimistic and takes care of himself, but I worry he won't ever say if he isn't happy.

Lucien is just terrible, so.

a!

[artificialsweetener]

[ASSIGNS VIKTOR SEAFOOD as he also tries to whitely puzzle out these chopsticks... He will eventually give up and just try to eat the things he can grab with a spoon... HE'S SO GRATEFUL FOR TASTY FOOD but also like,]

Where did this even come from?

[satisficing]

[NOT THIS. Not any of this. He is also grateful for tasty food after having shit food even if he often forgets to eat because he's in his brain all the time.]

I'm... not sure. Hope it isn't spoiled. Vash said it looked promising.

[Can they trust VASH with food when he always has a tummy ache? No. Anyhow, he has some seafood.]

...Do you ever contemplate death?

[artificialsweetener]

[THIS IS WHY DAHUT IS CONSTANTLY AFTER EVERYONE'S COLLECTIVE ASSES LIKE "EAT! EAT!!!!" he fucking hates you scientists.]

It smells good! Bad seafood is pretty easy to pick out, at least... Bad meat, too.

[Everything is so fresh and nice and lovely but also WHY IS IT HERE. WHY IS THIS COOLER HERE. WHY IS THE COOLER STILL COOL. Sus... He's also just blinking and looking at Viktor HELP.]

Hm? Yes, quite often! [As you do when you come from death island.] Why?

[satisficing]

Well, if something goes wrong, it's not like we have to really worry, I guess. We're already dead.

[THE TOPIC OF THIS CONVERSATION NOW IS DEATH. Thank the food for that.]

...It scares me. Death, I mean.

[artificialsweetener]

We can probably still ouueghhh all over the floor, though... I don't want to do that.

[FUCKING HELP. NOT THE DEATH TALK. He reaches over to very gently patpat Viktor's paw...]

Fear of death is natural and very human, especially when you have less time than you should.

[THAT'S THIS WHOLEASS GRAVEYARD.]

[satisficing]

[HELP IT REALLY IS. Forlornly gazes into the hot pot...]

It's strange now... after... all this. I don't know if... I consider us dead, but we are... It's not... what I thought it'd be like.

b!

[rav3n]

[Frees Viktor from food for now]

No way! Cats are some of the toughest predators out there.

[satisficing]

[HELP ME LUKEEEEEEE]

I'm not sure if that's... Um. You would rather be the Little Meow Meow?

[rav3n]

I don't really like either of them that much, but [if Rosa sincerely wanted to call him that then he would let her for the rest of forever] between the two, yeah.

[satisficing]

[??????

takes down some notes rosamund... little meow meow]

I'm not so sure about that. I believe you look more like a babygirl, sorry. Stick to what you know?

[rav3n]

[WHY ROSAMUND STOP HE DIDN'T SAY THAT OUT LOUD

ALSO WHAT THE FUCK]

--Huh?!

[satisficing]

[I'M TAKING NOTES.......]

Yes. [SORRY, THIS IS NOW THE HILL HE WILL DIE ON APPARENTLY. Gesturing.] It's just...

[Struggling. Thinks about someone for a moment. He says this exactly like someone who has never said it in his life:]

...the vibes. Babygirl vibes.