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

[motheringnation]

Maybe he's suicidal.

[She has her own thing of horilka, and a nearby bottle of it as well.]

[speakveryclearly]

On the other hand he has this delusion we're not technically dead.

[motheringnation]

Delusional then.

[Takes another drink.]

He thinks he'll come and save us then? A shame if he came here and discovered we're all out of clues.

[speakveryclearly]

Part of why he's making a move that would inevitably stall the game - he thinks that tomorrow might yield another clue set of triplets.

It's just sad that he thinks nobody among us capable of escape. Or that the group is underestimating themselves. The group doesn't need him at all; he's right about that much.

[motheringnation]

I hope he doesn't die. We'll have to listen to him.

[Takes another long drink.]

Wish I hadn't wasted a night cheeking to see if his window was lit.

[speakveryclearly]

Oh, wow. Yes, I can see the futility of that considering nobody's home in his think pan.

[motheringnation]

[Small laugh.]

And yet he keeps talking. If he shows up, he's going to try and lecture us isn't he.

[speakveryclearly]

Not just that! He's going to be genuinely convinced that there's the possibility of escape. And we'll probably have to let him make a token attempt before ripping off his limbs.

[motheringnation]

[Sighs]

Maybe he can make his attempt silently.

[speakveryclearly]

We could rip out his tongue.

[motheringnation]

Then we'd get blood everywhere though. And what would we do with his tongue?

We could always gag him.

[speakveryclearly]

That's true, there's plenty of fabric available for that and it's much more.... [She hates the word humane.] Reversible.

[motheringnation]

And easier I would think.

I feel sorry for that friend of his though.

[speakveryclearly]

Clara...

[Roomie!!]

I don't know why she had to be saddled with him.

[motheringnation]

It sounds like she's letting him go if she manages to survive.


....good for her.

[speakveryclearly]

Yeah. I'm proud of her for that much.

[Kanaya you're like fourteen.]

[motheringnation]

[And Ukraine is like 1200 or more. It is always the right age to be proud of people getting out of abusive relationships.]

I hope she gets the chance. I can't imagine it can be good to be friends with someone like that.

[speakveryclearly]

She doesn't need somebody who doesn't respect her as a person. I won't pretend interspecies relationships are doomed by design [ahahaha does the shifting of light beams on her face seem to mimic a flush] but interaction based on the inferiority of one party - especially unfounded - is never a good thing, no, I think you're right there.

[motheringnation]

[She nods, not really having much to add to the first part.]

Who do you think is going to show up here next?

[speakveryclearly]

...

Beat resembles Mondo, and I've been told that the Doctor, however annoying, is genuinely more useful to the pack alive than dead.

Your guess?