graveyard part five

[gamehead]

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. (The graveyard so far)

Comments

[notyetlost]

[Poland shifts on Lithuania's lap.] Mmm...

That's the point of picking it...

[vytis]

[Poland lives! Lithuania pets his hair a bit. He does owe Poland two weeks still.]

I suppose it really was more of an excuse than anything, yes.

[notyetlost]

[He is alive! Sort of anyways. His head is up at least.]

I want a do over... you guys cheated.

How do humans drink at all with these bodies? [This explains a lot about the human relationship with alcohol actually.]

[vytis]

[Lithuania is going to sit Poland up properly and hand him some water.]

I think humans don't generally drink as much as we do. [Especially short ones.]

[notyetlost]

[Poland sips on it. His very human liver thanks you Lithuania.]

Did I beat Prussia? [She's shorter!]

[vytis]

...Not exactly. [You were the first nation down, sorry.]

1/2

[notyetlost]

[No, not again!] W-well it doesn't matter anyway because like I said you guys cheated so!

2/2

[notyetlost]

I'm like totally starving, make me something.

[On the plus side, his recovery time is still solid.]

[vytis]

[Typical Poland. Lithuania gets up, though, now that he's free. Making food was the plan anyway.] Alright, you could use a proper meal. Requests?

[notyetlost]

I want palus--

[vytis]

No. [Looking pretty stern about that.] That's almost all you've eaten. What do you want that isn't snack food?

[notyetlost]

Aw come on! If you bake them yourself they're totally an appetizer!

[Caraway seeds are like crack or something.]

[vytis]

Pick out real food or I'm going to make you a salad to offset everything else.

[notyetlost]

Are you calling me fat?

Ugh. Fine. Potato pancakes.

Oh and bigos.

[vytis]

Better. [Lithuania heads to the kitchen! Food will be made. Cooking is soothing anyway so he doesn't mind.

...Wait.]

Hunter's stew? [Hee hee.]

[notyetlost]

[Wait give him a minute.] ...Oh!



[Ehe hee hee~] We should have made some while I was alive.

[vytis]

Maybe it would have given you all better luck. Though that might not have been so good for me.

[notyetlost]

Nah, England said you're practically a wolf anyways.





We'd of saved you for last. [Wink.]

[vytis]

Oh, how sweet of you. At least tell me you would have done it yourself.

[notyetlost]

I'm the sweetest! And of course I would have, jeez Liet.

Although I don't think you would have liked burning. Or drowning. It'd have to be something way better.

[vytis]

Anything less than a sword fight and I'd be disappointed, you know.

[notyetlost]

If Critter only gave me one sword, I'd demand a second one.

We had all night, I could wait.

[vytis]

One sword would have been fine--I could have just taken it from you.

[notyetlost]

Pssh! You wish.

I'm rusty not totally incompetent.

[vytis]

If you insist on being at a disadvantage we could have just had a nice conversation while you waited for a second sword.

[Just casually cooking like this conversation is totally appropriate for this situation.]