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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[linearcrash]

[ That's never going to be weird as hell, and in a particular fit of fuck you, Nine is just going to knock off whatever is decorating the desk. ]

Why the hell does nothing look even used?

[ Simulation or staged theory looks more plausible, but where he's from that deals with phantoma and he might have to kill everyone if that's the case.

Let's not go down that road of thought.

Nine is just going to check out the courtroom bookings then! Let's pull that out. Opening it up doot de doot. Is there anything to see? Does he need to pull out his glasses? ]

[cartesio]

[ There goes a bunch of stationary and also one flowerpot. Goodbye to those. They're a thing of the past now, but we're living in the present and the present is this specific folder.

Nine might want to get his glasses to read properly, yes.

The first page in the folder is a printed form for... well, exactly what it says on the tin. Booking the courtroom.

Between the usual file-typical legalese, Nine can see that the form has been filled out for today, May 11th and is signed by Osomatsu. ]

[linearcrash]

[ Bye stationary and flower pot. RIPieces on the floor.

ALSO OSO WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN UP TO?

Nine is going to become megaNINE and put on his glasses. Time to read this file. ]

[cartesio]

[ The form itself is pretty boring. It just details that by requesting the courthouse you agree to treat the location respectfully and leave it in an orderly state, etc etc. It has a stamp of approval by Cartesio officials.

There's more files here though, want to read those as well? ]

[linearcrash]

[ He doesn't remember signing files like these? It's weird. So he's grabbing it to take with him.

Also YUP LETS READ THOSE OTHER FILES ]

[cartesio]

[ They are more copies of the same form. Seeing as the form is pre-written and pre-printed, the content on all of them is the same, but two details vary: the name signatures of the person requesting and the dates.

May 4th - Kino.

April 27th - Osamu Dazai.

April 20th - Frasier Crane.

April 13th - Hawks. ]

[linearcrash]

[ Those dates are whenever the hell the trials are.

He gets half of those because they were on the suspect lists but the other half? He has no clue. He will take all of those as well.

Anything else in here? ]

[cartesio]

[ The bookshelf just contains volumes upon volumes of legal texts that are excruciatingly boring. So unless Nine wants to spend some time educating himself on the law...

Courthouse Exploration: Complete. ]

[linearcrash]

[ he can just knock some books down nbd

That's a nope. He's going to take off his glasses and then head back to the courtroom with the papers in hand. ]

Hey, check these out, yo! What the hell do you think any of this means?

[carbide]

[nine that's not what "hitting the books" means]

Forms?

[linearcrash]

[ He will hit all the books that he wants

Nine will offer them over ]

Apparently, that one guy... Oso? Signed it for today. Promising not to break the courthouse or something. There's a bunch of them for each time with different people, yo.

[carbide]

So these people reserved the courtrooms. Strange that the Sergeant did not do it himself.

[Yep, she's just taking them at face value...]

[linearcrash]

[ Girl. ]

Do you remember any of them wandering away to sign shit?

[ Also what happens when someone breaks something? ]

[carbide]

I never saw it, no.

[Give her a moment...]

You believe these were forged.

[linearcrash]

Or there's definitely mind control going on, yo. I don't remember Hawks leaving to sign shit during my trial and he was next to me.

[ Nine waving to his own podium, which is covered, and the uncovered spot next to it. ]

It doesn't make any sense, and I can't figure out why they were picked to do the signing.

[carbide]

None of them were found guilty that day.

[She gives the suspect list a glance. No spoilers here, apparently.]

That is the only pattern I see.

[kingbomber]

[ Because he had peered over when he quietly came and saw the names. ]

Oi, what the fuck's all this?! Let me see Hawks.

[ He'll reach for it regardless of whomever has it. He wants to see the signature up close for reasons. ]

[linearcrash]

[ Go ahead and take it. ]

I don't remember him leaving or going off to any where. Do you?

mods?

[kingbomber]

No.

[ ... ]

... I want to make sure of something.

[ If Bakugou's going to be examining Hawks' signature closely, is there anything off about it or nah? ]

[cartesio]

[ This is, without a doubt, identical to Hawks' signature. ]

[kingbomber]

[ Identical to, huh?

Whatever the case, he doesn't like it. Something clearly about this is off. ]

Maybe this isn't just memory or mind fuckery here. But fuck if I don't know what else is going on with this shit.

[ He just rips it in half and throws it on the floor. ]