GRAVEYARD PT. 2 - WEEK 8, FRIDAY

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Graveyard
25 Eliminated

Death has never been a pretty thing, has it? Though some of you may have seen it coming, many of you have been taken by surprise in the last moments of your life.

Fortunately for you, it's not over yet.

The last thing you may remember is dying, but upon awakening you'll find yourself in what appears to be the meeting hall. Warmed by the ever-present fire, the room is empty and the voting box appears to be missing. In its place are three large panels hanging from the walls that allow the newly dead to peer into the lives of the living.

As you step out into the village, twilight has set in over the sleepy valley casting light and shadows as far as the eye can see. The same buildings appear to be here, all in the same order and with the same amenities. The sakura trees continue to bloom, the kitchen remains well-stocked, and the bell at the shrine echos. Likewise, the river flows through the village and the four elemental regions are found at the edges of the village.

The main difference, however, is the appearance of two additional huts that you don't recognize each bearing an emblem of a sun or a moon.

Make yourself comfortable. You'll be here for a while.

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Comments

[preowned]

[ he hadn't been watching too closely for most of them. it seemed a little intrusive, to watch the deaths, even more than the usual sunday purification. so tsurumaru would just occasionally glance over just to see what's going on and then looking away.

it's not until he sees mikazuki and ookurikara that he sits a little straighter, suddenly very attentive. he's uh

a little invested in this one ]

[coastal]

[dusts off lili journal for the first time in a week for this

but also she's just going to glance over to him once this battle starts, moving to sit next to him at least]

Worried...?

[preowned]

Mikazuki is the best of the best. It's just like him to make things difficult.

[ his fingers tap against the hilt of sword at his side. his tone is neutral, at least, like he's simply reciting facts about the weather. ]

They need to get him sooner rather than later. It'll be difficult if he makes it to a more open space and has more room to maneuver.

[alitaba]

[ SO I GUESS I NEEDED THIS LATER.

Futaba's been parked in front of Murder TV: now with more murder! since the start and has been buried under a blanket burrito for the entirety of it. She's missed out on everything being on this side of the screen so clearly, it means she needs to watch until the end. Right? Right.

Anyways, she's got a frankly astounding pile of wish stars surrounding her and seems to be subconciously working her way to a thousand while watching ]

Oh no. Oh no.....!!!!

[omegathree]

[Val's been watching. This is his first week on this side of the screen.

But he's not happy. Watching his comrades die, one by one and not being able to do anything about it, knowing that this is the only ending the universe will accept, all of that is miserable.

What kind of a demon is he? That he couldn't rewrite the laws of the universe to his own will? Maybe if he'd done more-

Whatever thoughts are going through his head, when he gets stabbed he can't stop himself from crying out.]

Shess!

[alitaba]

He's gonna be okay. They'll show up here soon enough.

[ Futaba's voice is rough but she's clearly fighting back the latest batch of tears as her eyes remain glued to the screen. It doesn't get any easier to watch with each death occurring, does it? ]

[preowned]

You can look away.

[ it's said quietly, and he glances over at her before looking back towards the screen.

[alitaba]

I can't.

[ not for this. she would never forgive herself for chickening out of the end]

I need to see this through.

[globs]

[ they've been mostly quiet, as usual, watching everyone cut each other down. It's brutal, and it's foolish, and, frankly, it's disgusting, to watch this cruelty play out like a show being put on for some uncaring god while they play voyeur to it all. It came down to violence and betrayal, in the end. They shouldn't be surprised. No, they're not surprised; they're just waiting for it to be over so that they can at least go back to the misery they know. Waiting, watching, silently.

Until now - until Shess appeared. ]

S -- Shess... [ a strangled pause. ] Wait. This isn't supposed to happen...

[whitewalls]

[ oh

her eyes widen, and she immediately looks over to cinnabar; they haven't made it a secret how much they like shess. ]

[globs]

[ they knew they didn't like Lune. They knew it. It's a petty, flimsy thought to cling to, but they'd rather get angry than scared. Their hands tense, cinnabar nails scraping against the wood of the table they're sitting at. ]

... He's not human -- he's stronger. So it's not over...

[ right? Their words sound hollow, even to themself, but they can't start thinking that he'll lose. They don't know what they'll do if he loses. They can't think about it - they can't. ]

[omegathree]

That's not- This wasn't part of the plan.

[Didn't they agree? Didn't everybody agree that Shess would be a good pick for last standing? Why did he-?

Can he survive that?]

[globs]

-- He can heal. He told me.

[ there's a tone of desperation as they watch. ]

He got that power back. He won't die.

[ He can't die. ]

[doublebladed]

[Sometime in the early stages of the Jiji fight--there's a very loud thud from behind the group watching the murder TV, followed by a yelp. He's sitting up, blinking in surprise for a moment that he's managed to come back before he sits up to look at the screen.]

...that...looks pretty bad. [Hi friends, nothing to see here.]

[whitewalls]

Roxas!

[ sorry she is immediately just

zooming to his side, even if she has to shove someone out of the way ]

[doublebladed]

[I hope to god she actually shoved someone out of the way because that's hilarious. But he's there and Naminé approaches and he just

kind of bursts into tears all over again, that's fine.]

What'd I miss?

[wagashis]

--Roxas-kun?

[shirasu blinks back at him in surprise, but- hi. of course he's gonna be over here now.]

That was certainly a quick entrance.

[you could just start with 'how are you', shirasu--

but the answer is probably not great. so.]

[doublebladed]

[Hello, please don't mind him. He looks a little baffled, but there's a nod as he seems to realize what this means.]

The last of my ties with that plane are gone. I can't go back until this is over, I think. [If he gets to go back at all? He's not entirely sure how, exactly, he and Jiji will be handled by the universe but it would make sense why he's here now.]

[alitaba]

[ Futaba and her burrito was probably the victim of that shove ftr. Thanks Nammers. Eventually, she untangles herself and both her and her cape tackles him ]

You're alright...?!!

[globs]

[ oh, it's him --

Cinnabar's head whips around. There's no relief or gratitude there (why should there be? they hold no fondness for him), but desperation is written in glaring letters. ]

I -- [ they stumble, then continue, trying to make their voice louder. ] I need to go back! Send me back...!

[preowned]

[ i'm required by law to also reply with him

but tsuru just nods, although he looks relieved at seeing roxas show up. that's... good. better than what he was expecting. ]

Your Jiji is giving them trouble.

[omegathree]

You're here already?

[Actually, this is odd, right? He's here much faster than anybody else ended up around.]

How are you feeling?

[You know, since he died.]

[preowned]

[ you know, it's one thing to know that everyone involved is going to die, and then another thing entirely to watch one of your closest comrades and friends get stabbed in the heart by someone else you're close to. so when this happens, tsurumaru jumps up to his feet from where he was sitting and then

sinks back down to the floor ]

Kara-bou?

[forefall]

[ Four's been spending most of murderwatch with a mostly placid expression on her face. There's some repression of something or other going on, but that's not that important.

She kneels down beside him. ]

Tsurumaru?

[ She sounds concerned. She won't ask if he's all right. ]

It's not what you expected.

IT'S LATE BUT I'M HERE

[coastal]

[it's hard to watch.

she gasps again, covers her mouth to muffle a cry, when ookurikara gets stabbed in the heart. the words that follow afterward from lune incite anger in her, make her want to find a way back there just to tell him he's wrong, but she can't do anything like that. she can only tremble lightly even as the meteors start to illuminate the sky]

I...

It has to end soon....

[she doesn't want to see them continue to make each other suffer like this]