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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Comments

[battling]

I wouldn't put it past her to decide on that on her own. Have ya talked to flowers? She's the violent type.

But, if there's the assimilation shit happening, and the Dorm Heads are dealin' with something else trying to fuck 'em over? Scoopin' out brains like that...

[Scrunches up his nose... Gross... Excessive...]

[wtfox]

[she wrinkles her nose]

That's a bit much. Even I wouldn't go that far.

[lila draws the line at emptying someone's head.]

...whatever is causing people to do this is just...

[battling]

[Looks at her.]

"Even you".

[But he moves right along.]

Is just...?

[wtfox]

[she glances at him and reaches over with one hand to tug on her other arm.

anyway, moving along.]

...they're worse than Hawkmoth. None of the villains back home did anything this bad even under his influence.

[battling]

That's different.

[He doesn't think anybody should eat brains. Even the most unstable wizard he knows wouldn't go that far.]

Fuck up shit, ain't it? I dunno who'd want t' fuck him up that bad. But it was probably somebody with experience, if they could do that to his head.

[wtfox]

[she nods! it's different to her, too, but she didn't know exactly where he drew the line before now.]

...but just because they could do that doesn't mean they should... why would they do it that way?

[battling]

Maybe they're tryin' to make a statement?

Somebody used the garden sheers to open up his head... Don't think that was the right tool to do it so clean.

[wtfox]

...what kind of statement could they possibly be trying to make with that? That's just gruesome.

[battling]

[Head... empty...]

A threat?

[wtfox]

It seems more like it's making people angry than it is making them afraid, though. So in that sense, it's not a very effective threat.

I hope they catch whoever did it.

[battling]

No arguments here.

[Fucked Up Shit, even to a vore wizard.]

[wtfox]

...

[fiddles with her necklace and just. watches.]

They're talking powers and items and stuff, and I think it's about the time they'd normally buy a hint too, so...

[battling]

It's about that time, ain't it? Maybe it'll turn up somethin' helpful.

[wtfox]

Here's hoping...!

[battling]

[Looks at that really long list of purchases and frowns real hard.]

[wtfox]

...oh, that might be hard for them to sift through...

[so many purchases!]

[ercnerd]

[He's been listening. But he finally glances their way at the mention of Kainé, and his gaze lingers on them for a moment before it refocuses on the trial.]

[battling]

Got somethin' to say?

[ercnerd]

It's nothing you haven't already heard.

. . . But if a third person from Spring turns up next week, I'll start to think that we're being targeted.

[battling]

[Nods.]

It's definitely startin' to look like that.

[ercnerd]

It all depends on what His Highness shares once he wakes up . . .

[battling]

... Is that Horns?

[ercnerd]

Hm? Ah, yeah. He pretended to be someone else when we introduced ourselves, and the title stuck. I don't think he's actually royalty.

[battling]

Guess he was havin' fun with that.

[ercnerd]

Guess so . . .