GRAVEYARD
THE GRAVEYARD
No two deaths are ever quite the same. Some might remember the exact moment their lives were cut short; others might only see a blinding flash of light; the particularly unlucky ones might not recall any details whatsoever.
No matter how it ended up happening, though, all of you here will always have one thing in common: one second you're dead; the next, you wake up to find yourself in a dark room. Before you can even start to try and get your bearings, a shadowy figure appears in the doorway of your room, face lit from the bottom up by a faint, almost ethereal glow. It stands still for a few seconds before murmuring,
"Oooooh... I see dead people."
... The voice is followed by a snicker as a gloved hand flicks the light switch on, revealing the mysterious entity to be Pumpkin, the fox-eared groundskeeper. Lowering the game console that had illuminated her face, she continues, "That one never gets old. Anyway, hey, sup, you're dead, that sucks, the house is probably gonna eat you as soon as this round is over. Wanna see what everyone else is up to on the other side?"
As you take in everything the gardener has told you, you suddenly realize as you look around... though you don't see anything, why does it feel like this place is already crowded?
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Thursday Afternoon
Huh. What are those clinging on to them?
[ And then he hears Zeni saying that the other two wouldn't leave them alone. Dazai let's out a long, loud sigh. Chuuya. ]
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[THEY LOOK NOTHING LIKE LESSER DEMONS]
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[DESCRIPTIVE]
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[ Chuuya wears black, a stupid hat, and he's small ]
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...Yeah, now that you mention it...huh.
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Zenitsu...!!
[HER POOR ROOMIE]
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[that's a relief]
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Where is the popcorn. ]
It looks like he got away with the least amount of injuries.
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Not big injury at least.... Место расположения. I wonder where they went.
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The Master Bedroom. What kind of room is that?
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he pauses to watch the tv, arms crossed, frowning darkly at phoenix.]
He looks like he's rolled around in a closet, and the dust became sentient.
[and that's his wholeass evaluation of the situation. no comment on the injuries at all.]
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[ Phoenix seems like the type who would just roll around in a closet and then act mysterious about if he did or not ]
Chuuya wouldn't ever lose a shoe though. Or a shirt. [ A beat ] Why couldn't the acid burn his hat?
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[the thought seems to amuse him.]
They fought something. We don't know its capabilities, or how they encountered it. Just see if they have more to say.