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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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Nagisa's gaze is lazer-focused on the Sergeant, and while his posture hasn't changed at all, everything is different.]
Hello, Sergeant-san.
[He has a knife.]
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[When he sees Nagisa, something seems to change. He stops being so casual, and glares at him with intensity, even despite his lack of face]
If you're consciously refusing to join the rest of your group in a calm and prosperous life, you should stop already. It's meddlesome.
[Yeah, Nagisa and others being like this wasn't part of his plans at all]
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Want to make a bet?
[There's a sweet and innocent smile spreading on his face, but that awful bloodlust remains. Every word of that is a threat. He's coming for you, Sergeant. This isn't his chance. But he's coming.]
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People have been doing this an awful lot over the last year - saying he can't do this, couldn't possibly do that, have to end up how they think eventually. And more and more? He's finding every single one of them are dead wrong.]
You seem confident. I'll take that as a yes, then.
[Are we going to say what the bet is? Nah. But we're making it. He toys with the knife idly, eyes never leaving the Sergeant. Calculating.]
How much do you really know about everyone here, anyway? [And he asks that like he's asking about the Sergeant's weekend plans.]
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Hm. Well, thank you for answering.
[You're going down.]