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critter ([personal profile] gamehead) wrote2013-05-30 08:23 pm
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graveyard part 3

hunter's game the graveyard




You wake up in an unfamiliar cabin.

At first, it almost seems like you're in an entirely different place and that everything had been just a dream. The interior of the cabin looks nothing like the run-down, old-timey shacks that you had been living in before. Everything in here is sleek and modern, from the enormous flat-screen TV mounted on the wall to the fridge and mini-bars stocked with all your favorite foods. There aren't any individual rooms in here, just a common area large enough to house everyone comfortably, no matter how many more people join you...and there will be plenty more people joining you before the week is over.

Because if you look outside the window, it quickly becomes clear that not only are you still in Prayer's Pass, but that you are no longer among the realm of the living. Judging from the tombstones directly outside, you're now in what had been the abandoned broken-down cabin in the graveyard. The cabin's not all that changed; the world outside has gone completely grey and everything you see appears to be faded and blurry. The only things that remain sharp and in color are what's inside the cabin, including your fellow ghosts. Occasionally, people who are still alive may enter, but it's clear that what they're seeing is completely different from what you're seeing. The door's unlocked; however, a mysterious force prevents you from stepping beyond the threshold, no matter how hard you may try. After all, this cabin is a cage for the dead - a gilded one, perhaps, but a cage nonetheless.

On the flat-screen TV plays everything that is currently happening in the town. It will shut off once night starts...and something else will appear instead.
condescent: (plot | remember this is just a game)

[personal profile] condescent 2013-06-04 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Charles did? [he sounds incredibly pleased] You must have made him quite irritated with this morning and his poisoning. I'll have to congratulate him when he gets here.
unadorned: (No love left in me)

[personal profile] unadorned 2013-06-04 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
Just because you're dead [and she killed you herself] doesn't mean I won't punch you.
condescent: (smirk | but it's hard to admit)

[personal profile] condescent 2013-06-04 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, come now. Surely being shot is still better than being crucified or dying slowly from poison. You should feel lucky - I was predicting you'd be executed, which tend to be far more painful and bizarre - but it looks like they're going to try and kill as many hunters as they can before the trial.
unadorned: (The one without a name)

[personal profile] unadorned 2013-06-04 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
What makes you think I wasn't crucified before? Or drowned? Or burned? [Try being an albino in the dark ages okay] No that I'd wish your death on anyone.