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GRAVEYARD
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.
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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Not as far as I know. Sergeant-san used some kind of shock to knock me out, but it didn't feel like enough to be lethal. Judging by the calendars, that was two weeks ago.
[He lets out a breath. This is weird. But weird is good, weird puts information on the table.]
It's good to see you....in one piece.
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That terrible woman... she really desecrated me... that much then....
[ She bites her lip in agitation, but then forces herself to relax just the tiniest bit. Deep breaths, Lovepon, deep breaths. ]
Two weeks... You really weren't on the other side then...
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[He's not forgetting that by what he knows so far, Lovepon attacked first. But Nagisa also can't judge anyone for murder, given his own training and talent.]
"The other side"? What do you know, Lovepon-san?
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[ For someone who actually started the fight, Lovepon sure feels a lot of 'righteous' fury towards Mira. ]
So this is it... The other end. We're dead and we're never coming back, I'll be alone forever--- I thought. I don't get why you're here?
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[He doesn't sound particularly accusatory or disbelieving, just quietly curious. He could be asking about the weather.]
Have you been awake this whole time, then? [He also isn't particularly bothered by the potential that he's dead.] I don't remember anything that could've killed me, but I did get knocked out. I'm not surprised he lied about sending us home, though.
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At the start it was me and that bitch who killed me, but she vanished a few days in. Even hell must have decided that dying once wasn't punishment enough for her!
[ And that is about the only satisfying thing that has happened this entire time. ]
She was buying weapons, she was totally ready to go do as the Sergeant wanted! I had to stop her.
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And you couldn't choose somewhere other than the ice cream store... [That. That is his first comment. His first issue. There are a few more pressing issues he could point out, but he's got more productive avenues to try right now.
Mira was here. But now she's gone. And now Nagisa is here, without definitely having died. He presses two fingers to his own wrist.]
Have you tried checking yourself for a pulse?
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... oh. No, I didn't think of that.
[ But she's going to do it now, as well. ]
I have one. It's weird though... you don't really need to eat here, so you're definitely not alive either.
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He has a pulse, too. And they're clearly breathing, since they can speak. But they're not...something is definitely off. That's alright, he still has a couple more thoughts.]
When you woke up here, were you as fine as you ever were, or... I don't know, did you still have a bullethole in you? [Sorry for the casual way he talks about this.]
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N-no injures carried over, I was fine.
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What have you investigated since waking up?
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At first I still had to avoid that woman, but now that she's gone... the most you can do is explore the different apartments.
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[So what she's found is consistent with his own findings. Hm.]
Did you notice how fake they all seemed?
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They don't collect dust though, no matter how long it's been. I've certainly not been cleaning them.
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[The best he can think of is like...this is some kind of set for a movie or something, except all the actors are the townspeople on a different plane of reality or...something? He doesn't get it.]
It's like a mock-up of a town. Or an outline, but for a town instead of a paper.
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[ Starting her life over in a new place is what Lovepon wanted from the start, but she had neither included dying nor excruciating loneliness in this plan.
Her happiness about having other people here is thus very genuine. ]
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I guess that's good, since we'll probably be stuck here for a bit. I'm going to figure out what's going on, though - I can't stay here forever.
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So, thank you, Lovepon-san.
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That's a good goal. If you have something important like that, I understanding going back.
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I look forward to working with you, Lovepon-san. For the future - for our futures.