GRAVEYARD

[dormheads]

graveyard

students in time out: 10

It's a little hard to wake up when the melody that drifts into your ears is so comforting that it'd be so much simpler to stay asleep. Maybe everything that you remember last - the cold seeping into your fingertips, the pain of injury, or the darkness creeping into your vision - will just be parts of a bad dream.

But it's not.

When you wake up, it's probably a little disorienting - you have to push off a blanket and rise from this nice comfortable mat on the floor. Seems like you were all curled up for nap time. Literally. The room that you're in has furniture meant for small humans, children as some might call them, and everything is soft and plush to the touch with rounded corners. Blocks with the alphabet etched onto them, coloring books and crayons, and even a rocking horse dot the room to really give it that childish charm. If you can think of a child-safe toy, it's probably in one of the baskets that line the shelves of the room!

Around the room they'll find baby monitors that broadcast the antics of the living. Hopefully that doesn't feel creepy.

There is a yard outside through the glass doors, but it currently seems to be locked - and the glass won't break no matter how hard you try. There's a large pink door that feels enormous, ten times as tall as you, on one side of the room, but there's no way through that either. At the very top, you might see a directory sign that says: TO ADMINISTRATION BUILDING.

Huh.

Well... for now, get comfortable. It looks like you might be here a while.

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[wtfox]

[well


whenever these two appear, lila will look over from where she's writing some stuff down in crayon and wave.]

...hey.

[battling]

[Now that he has gotten out of spooning, he makes his way over to Lila.]

Look pretty good, Little Miss.

[wtfox]

[she waves a hand]

No broken bones, which is more than I expected after that farce of an expulsion. [...she's been listening in, so - ]

...Rupert and Byleth, huh?

[battling]

[He nods.]

Yeah, those were the two. Somethin' about the world trying to assimilate people into believing we're supposed to be here. If that happens we'll never be able to return. Or something.

So... Why are we here instead of lost to nothingness?

[wtfox]

That's what he was told, too.

[she nods at lan wangji. her expression doesn't look like she really believes it, but...]

I don't know. I'd like to get out, but apparently the door is locked and the bear lost its keys.

[battling]

... When did he lose 'em?

[wtfox]

It's been at least a week. I looked for them when I got here, but couldn't find them. [...] We wondered if maybe they got dropped outside and the door locked behind it, so we used those [she points at the old-fashioned laptops] to send a message to the rest of you. It should show up in the cafeteria next week.

[battling]

Huh. Least we got somethin' to communicate fer now.

It said something like... "Lights, Camera, Action" this week. Apparently all of this is some kinda canceled TV show.

Also "Luke" isn't his real name. Somethin' similar happened with "Chad". Dunno about the other two.

[wtfox]

Yeah, that was them.

[she gestures at kaoruko and hiyori... the stage actress and an idol.]

The bear said they tried to use it, but started fighting. [after a moment, she slides some papers over to him.] Lan Wangji started working on this. Would you mind adding in what you know?

[battling]

Huh. Maybe that's why it dissolved into gibberish.

[Sure, he'll add what he knows in a green.]

More we pool our resources the more easily we can figure shit out.

[wtfox]

Mmhm. He said something altered his thinking, the night he died, so - if that can still happen, better to get as much down in writing as possible, right?

[since that probably won't be quite as easy to alter.]

[battling]

Smart thinkin'.

Nothin' happened to my thoughts, but I was gonna fight 'em either way.

[wtfox]

[


that actually gets her to smile.]

Good.

[ercnerd]

[He looks her way as he moves into an upright position.]

Lila . . . So this is where everyone's been gathering?

[wtfox]

[she nods, then glances in the direction of principal bear]

We're stuck in here. The bear lost its keys and the door is locked.

[ercnerd]

Are you serious? It's been weeks. How are the keys still lost?

[wtfox]

...I'm wondering if maybe it dropped them outside and the door locked behind it.

[ercnerd]

[He doesn't know what to say to that, so he goes quiet with the same expression of disbelief.]

. . . What have you been doing all this time, then?

[wtfox]

...just... staying here, mostly. It sucks.

[she sighs]

The bear said it would help if we did some art project in the middle of the week, which was, like... around when you guys were doing that writing thing, I think. But I haven't seen anything helpful yet.

[she passes over some papers for him to look at, though.]

Lan Wangji also started working on these.

[ercnerd]

[How does an art project help recover keys? Anyway, he looks at the papers, and actually reads them to spare Lila the redundant questions.]

If these notes are true, the Dorm Heads must have been assimilated before us. That would also explain Catra's sudden school spirit from the previous week.

[wtfox]

Yeah, it would.

[hm! she hadn't thought of that, but now that he brings it up...]

...it sounded a little too convenient to me, but from the sound of things - [her gaze flicks briefly to bradley.] - the story's been consistent, so...

[ercnerd]

The only inconsistencies I've noticed are from the Dorm Heads. If their true identities have been suppressed for their parts in the script, it would make sense why their claims don't always line up with the information on their cards.

[wtfox]

...where does the bear come into it, I wonder...

[she was


too busy bullying poor sweet principal bear to ask many questions. but also, she didn't have the information she needed to ask good ones. luckily, the new arrivals have more deets! interrogate the bear, guys!!]

[ercnerd]

[He pauses to think.]

Did the others talk about the script during trial?

[wtfox]

[


if they did i missed it.]

I'm not sure. It's harder to keep track of everything when you're not there in person.