graveyard part 4

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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.

Comments

[encored]

[something is wrong with your idea of "cute" spain...

he doesn't seem overly enthused even with that anyway, and his expression sours at the hair ruffle and sours further at the nickname. no corrections or punches come, though.]

That's not very reassuring when it comes from a dead man. [SIGH] You had just better not make it worse, that's all.

[pasodoble]

Ah, but we're dead! It can't get much worse, can it?

( And that is why everything will be OK. )

[encored]

[no that logic...]

It could get much worse, actually. There are fates worse than death out there.

[pasodoble]

( Human children shouldn't be talking like that... Because there are things worse than dying in his opinion! But they involve being alive... )

Haha, but I'm not really alive to have to find out.

[encored]

You don't need to be alive for something like that, you old fool.

[but being alive certainly does sharpen the sting of salt being rubbed into wounds. he would know boy would he know and he looks a little bitter for a second, but shrugs soon after.] Like I said, just come back in one piece and in a sound state of mind or I'll send you to Lithuania so you can fetch him yourself.

[pasodoble]

Ah, that isn't very nice to say...

( Rude, Charles, rude. )

I'll be okay. ( A hand to his chest, over his heart, ) I promise for certain.

[encored]

[yes well this is an even ruder thing to say:]

In the way that you promised Ciel you would keep watch on me?

[pasodoble]

( o u c h that actually really hurt but he'll keep on smiling, )

This time, no one will get in my way. ( a wink, ) And if they try, I'll kill them again.

( obviously referring to a certain someone here )

[encored]

[he isn't afraid to hit below the belt... BUT that seems like a decent enough promise to assuage him. he reaches out again to touch the end of Spain's sleeve and smiles, wide and bright.]

If anyone makes things difficult for you, I'll kill them myself. [congrats spain you've earned yourself one (1) tiny yandere hiding under the guise of a tsundere.] Unless you'd like to, of course. Far be it from me to steal your time to shine.

1/3

[pasodoble]

( Charles you are one serious kid but )

[pasodoble]

( that smile!!!! )

[pasodoble]

( Charles may have seen this coming but there's really no escaping this hug ok )

Cute! Cute, cute, cute!

[encored]

[HE KIND OF DIDN'T SEE IT COMING! spain you are literally one of like three people who react to him this way at all he literally jumps when he's hugged. and then his arms kind of shoot out like an insta-shield hellbent on deflection but it is already far too late r.i.p charles's dignity]

What the hell kind of reaction is this—?! Have some self control!

[pasodoble]

( No, he has to hug Charles and cuddle with him and just exclaim, Cute! again and again before eventually letting him go, )

I'm sorry, I'm sorry! But it was so cute. ( He points at his own smile with both hands, ) You should smile more, Charles.

[encored]

[as soon as he's released he immediately sets to smoothing his hair back into place and tugging his cloak in order like some sort of ruffled bird.]

Nothing about that was cute. [did you miss the part about murder!!] And it's difficult to smile at all when I'm constantly drowning in a sea of idiots, so I do hope you'll forgive me for saying no to that suggestion.

[pasodoble]

( Yes, he missed it completely because he was distracted by how cute Charles was. )

Then I'll make sure to cherish what I just saw. ( And not what he heard. Spanish selective hearing and memory is a go. ) Thank you.

[encored]

[wow all of his efforts to be threatening just went up in smoke.]

Don't thank me for anything, you idiot. [PUNCHES HIS ELBOW. it's a very sad weak human punch with noodle arm strength behind it.] Just go make your stupid sacrifice.

[pasodoble]

( Rubbing his arm and pretending it might have hurt just a little bit but laughing to himself, )

Sí, sí. I'll be back in a moment.

[encored]

[thanks for humoring him...

ANYWAY crossing his arms and standing here waiting!! it's not like he's nervous or anything! stupid Spain giving up his stupid whatevers for stupid Lithuania geez.]