GRAVEYARD

[cartesio]

The other side...?

Have you started feeling at home in Cartesio yet? The town has offered you every hospitality that its citizens could think of. They love every corner of this town and they want you to feel the same. Have you accepted Cartesio into your heart yet?

Then it should be comforting to wake in your hotel room. A ceiling you have gotten used to, the warmth of a blanket surrounding you, your own breathing... and silence. All-encompassing silence.
It perseveres when you leave your room, it perseveres when you leave the hotel... Cartesio is quiet because there is nobody in Cartesio who could be making noise. It's a ghost town.

There is only you now, you think. And then, just as you've given up, a noise comes to your ears. A voice, unmistakably. It's time to follow it.

As of Week 5 you may see random objects and buildings of any size flicker. For milli-seconds they seem to glow on and off, blur around the edges, even distort a little. It only happens for a moment at a time, but it happens fairly often.

Welcome to the Cartesio Graveyard. Your character has woken up in a version of the town that is devoid of citizens, but there do seem to be a few people around. Time to explore the mysteries of the other side. For a more thorough OOC guide, we have compiled an FAQ.

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Sunday

[integratedsoul]

[ ...oh.

That's all Cian can think when she stares up at a familiar ceiling. Just 'oh' and then 'is this how Tuan felt, waking up in the morality center?'. Well... probably not. The sense of failure may be similar though.
There's no doubt that she died. The pain of her ribs stabbing into her body at odd angles, the way her consciousness faded.... Cian's never felt anything like that before. Pain beyond comprehension, pain consuming all of her... Final few precious moments in which she could feel the weight of being alive before having it all drain from her body.

Now she feels nothing again. Healthy, balanced. Nothing. Everything is as normal, only that she's dead. Hah. Funny.

It takes Cian a while to get out of bed, but when she does the first place she drops by is Keith's room. She's not sure what she expected. Of course he wouldn't be there. But.... the blood on the wall looks even worse now. Cian spends a while staring.

Later she can be found anywhere around town trying to get her bearings. She looks mildly curious not not particularly upset - not visibly, anyway. ]

keith's room

[burgerprince]

[Jughead just leans casually in the doorway, as if this situation were significantly less fucked up.]

Hey.

[integratedsoul]

[ Seeing someone you thought lost again should be a happy occurrence, really. Yet Cian can't bring herself to feel joyous - not when she knows where they are. ]

Hey... Nobody cleaned this room up over here either, huh?

[burgerprince]

Nah. You'd think we wouldn't have better things to do, being dead and all.

[A shrug.]

Could be your new pet project, if you'd like.

[integratedsoul]

[ She laughs at that - and surprisingly, it's the closest to bitter that Cian ever sounded. ]

There isn't really any point in projects anymore, is there?

[burgerprince]

[He's taken aback by that tone, he's never really heard Cian sound like that, but, hey, people are layered. No doubt dying will bring out the core of you.

He looks aside. He didn't really see the point either, but he supposes he should try to be the positive one here.]

We're still here, right? There's probably still some point to things as long as we are.

[integratedsoul]

I'm just not... I don't know what for. Everything is usually always for the sake of life, but we're not alive.

[ There's a sigh. ]

But then again, doing nothing will just drive us mad too, huh?

[burgerprince]

[Jughead puts a pause on his response, thinking, then:]

You ever heard of nihilism?

[Genuine question.]

around town --> chapel;

[kingbomber]

You don't look like shit.

[ A touch surprising to him. He looked like shit after he died (emotionally) and was ready to fuck people up. ]

[integratedsoul]

[ Oh.... Bakugou. And what a place to meet him at, too. It's definitely better than the last she's seen him here, but that isn't saying much. ]

It's a surprise to me, too. My body was crushed pretty badly after all.

[ She's not really caught on to his real meaning yet it seems. ]

[kingbomber]

[ Indeed it is. For some reason he keeps going back here...for what are probably not mentally sound reasons, but that is neither here nor there. ]

Not what I meant.

[ He scowls, but that's not a surprise, probably. ]

I'm talking about how it looks like you don't give a shit that you just died and woke up here in a body, that for some reason still has a heartbeat. [ ... ] Someone just tell you the story already or you just trying to fake it?

[ Bakugou is bad at beating around the bush, apparently. ]

[integratedsoul]

Uh...

[ That's a huge question there, Bakugou. Cian is momentarily at a loss on how to even begin answering it. ]

More of the latter...? I suppose I just saw it coming that I'd die here eventually, so now it's weird but not too much.

[ And here is an awkward chuckle. ]

Not that I wasn't afraid of dying itself, but now it's... well, over.

[kingbomber]

What d'you mean that you'd die here eventually?

[ Did she think she'd be that easy of a target, he wonders. ]

Yeah living in that crappy town is over at the moment. Now we have to find a way back into the living somehow.

[ So maybe it's never over. ]

[integratedsoul]

You think we really can go back?

[ She is only just adjusting to being dead, what do you mean we're already scheming resurrection?! ]

Reviving isn't really possible, is it? The Sergeant may have said he can, but... even if that's true, would he do it for us?

[kingbomber]

No, I'm making shit up - yeah, of course I think we can.

[ He didn't even consider it a possibility before, but Nine died, and the Sergeant brought him back somehow, ergo... ]

How'd Nine come back then, huh? Reviving someone from the dead's possible. [ ... ] I don't think it's a power the Sergeant had on his own. I don't have anything to prove it, but whatever.

It'd probably be best to assume he's using some kind of method that's beyond just having an ability to revive the dead - just that he has something that'd make it possible. So we find out, hijack that somehow, and before you know it, our asses are back alive.

[linearcrash]

[ So some time after him confronting Fran, he spots her wandering down a sidewalk. Nine jogs over and throws an arm across her shoulder to give her a side hug. ]

Hey.

[integratedsoul]

[ Cian startles at the touch, but as soon as she recognizes who it is, tension drops from her body and she leans into him. Presumably she should be angrier - he still killed a person. But after weeks of staring at his cape on her wall, thinking him lost forever... ]

Nine-kun... it's good to see you again.

[linearcrash]

[ Cian honey, it's not the first time. And he can't make any promises on it being the last time since... hi Fran. Hi Sarge. But he can at least promise not to go after anyone innocent. ]

Can't say the same about you, yo. As much as I miss seeing you, I was hoping you wouldn't make it down here.

[integratedsoul]

It was pretty inevitable with how weak I am.

[ She attempts a short laugh at that. They'd all seen it coming, her, the others... ]

I just thought I'd at least be the only victim that week. This is just pathetic.

[linearcrash]

It ain't your fault, yo. None of this is your fault.

[ Not Nine, not any of the other killers or victims. None of it. ]

You were trying to see what the hell was up on a night people usually die. If anything, that's pretty strong of you.

[integratedsoul]

That's... a favorable interpretation. I found the note and I panicked. I knew Keith was in my room, sleeping, so it had to be someone else and I couldn't really think anything but that I had to hurry and get there in time.

That's as good as not thinking at all, really. I should have known that I wouldn't be capable to do anything on my own.

[linearcrash]

You still try. That's pretty badass, yo. Besides, thinking is overrated anyways.

[ This is Nine you're talking to. THOUGH HE WILL NOTICE THAT KEET PART. ]

So you and Keet, huh? He is kind of pretty when you get past the whole... you know.

around town

[monstrology]

[Will's occupying his time checking out the venus flytraps in the flower shop. He turns to Cian with a smile when he realizes it's no longer just himself and the completely oblivious Alfin here.]

Ah, hello there!

[His tone is entirely too cheerful for the situation. It's entirely morbid but in a way, meeting new people is one of the few things keeping his boredom in check, even if it means that new person is technically dead.]

[integratedsoul]

[ Cian's a little surprised to be greeted - she's begun assuming that all the people she's not familiar with can't see or hear her. She catches herself quickly and smiles in greeting. ]

Hello! You're from the first group that was mentioned then...?

[ She's not been present for any of the contact events, so everything only reached her very very second hand. ]

[monstrology]

That's right. I'm Will. Glad to hear our messages are getting through to you guys.

[He's still not sure how that's even working out, but tech is a mysterious thing.]

I take it you're getting your bearings on this side?