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graveyard part five
![]() 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. |
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[Robin just muses for a moment, sighing.]
I suppose we can ask him what he thought he could do when he's here tomorrow.
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[She's still musing over that thought she brought up to Kanaya. It's almost too much to hope...]
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Anyway, they had better stop wallowing and start thinking. The clock's ticking again.
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[Ug. Don't mind her frustrated groan.]
It's almost torture in itself to watch and know we can't do anything more to help them.
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I do hope they won't be trying to give Sharon more time by dropping dead at trials now. That beast said itself that buying time isn't what they should be doing, anyway. ...Not that anything it says can be taken at face value.
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[Sigh.]
But then what is? Voting for yourself to try something selfless wasn't it. Must everyone abstain completely?
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[he waves a hand] I doubt that's it. It says none of them are playing right, so the true answer may have nothing to do with voting at all.
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Then what is it?
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The common consensus seems to be that Critter is waiting for us to learn a lesson. I'm not entirely sold on that, but what would the lesson be if that were the case, and how could it be presented?
I think it's important to consider the things that have genuinely angered the creature as well. Lithuania's outburst comes to mind first. I don't know how many people caught it, but it also got quite a reaction when I asked it if the wolves or the rabbits were hunters. [his nose wrinkles as he recalls the brief conversation.]
It claimed it didn't like me after that and refused to speak to me again, and considering it gave me Elliot Nightray's role because it liked me, I must have hit quite a sore spot. How do those tie together with our clues, though - especially the last and most blatant one that Joshua's cellphone unlocked? That's assuming we can trust the clues at all, of course.
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Lithuania was a rabbit who shot a rabbit, wasn't he?
[She listens to that, though. Hmm...]
Then I would say that alone might make it obvious the wolves and the hunters are not one in the same, wouldn't it? If they were, why not just say that?
As for trusting the clues... I think it would be best to assume they're real, at least for now. If they aren't, then we've done all this for nothing and we have no information to go on.
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What, then, is something that we all possess that would put us into the same category? I believe the hamster child was on the right path with his guessing. What differentiates us from the animals Critter so loves? The need to avenge ourselves, for one. Needing a motivator to kill, perhaps. [a sour face. he shifts so he's propping his chin up with both hands now.] At any rate, I'm inclined to believe that we're aiming for the wrong hunter by targeting the wolves, but wolf victory will be a loss for us all as well. If the true game hasn't been won yet as Critter claims, the answer can't lie in wolf, rabbit or vulture victory.
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No, it'll be Beat or Gundam down here tomorrow, mark my words. Let's just hope it's Syo who comes out to play during the next trial and that she's smart enough to figure out who the last hunter is.
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I do hope Syo joins the party, though. She's much livelier than the other child and I've given both of them a note with Sharon's name on it, so that much shouldn't be a problem.
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Which would have to be for Sharon to be last one standing.
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What shall we wager, then? I don't exactly have anything valuable on me at the moment.
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[Mayu taps her head.] I bet hat.
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I haven't anything on me that's valuable and good for betting with either, though. [...] Unless either of you want some of the mountain of food I've been given. I suppose I can offer one favor or something along those lines as well.
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[glances at Charles and smirks] Well, we could do a penalty wager instead if none of us have anything that valuable. You never did grant Ciel her last request, you know.
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You know, that's why Critter said it gave me the role that the Nightray child had as well. [his nose wrinkles] Its affection gave me nothing but trouble and its scorn brought be a poisoning the very next day though, so I'd like to think I'm better off here on neutral grounds. [also STARING BACK AT JOSHUA...]
What, you want me to subject everyone here to wailing theatrics? ...I can deliver if that's what you'll ask of me, fine.
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If the Doctor does wind up coming here tomorrow, I'd like to trade him in for Elliot. I'm quite curious as to what our mysterious stranger is like when he's not busy being a corpse. With a role like that, you'd think choosing not to use it would be a viable strategic option.
Pity I no longer have my phone on me any longer to record it, but I'll be satisfied with that. And of me? [good luck finding anything that will ruffle his feathers]
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Wouldn't that have been a grand way to go? A shame you were cheated out of a proper exit. Missed opportunities are quite sad.
That would be a perfect option. It worked like America's role as well in that the user could protect themselves every night if they wished. He was actually wise enough to keep it to himself so he didn't become a target, but he was a little too good at keeping things to himself in the end.
[joshua you're a butt and playing this game with you is no fair. his brow furrows HRM...] ...Give me until tomorrow to figure out something suitable. You're a challenge.
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[just gives Charles the smile of someone who has no shame whatsoever] Hee hee, you wouldn't like me if I wasn't.
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