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

[wtfox]

...kinda similar to how you insist you don't give advice, right?

[battling]

Shut up.

[SAME DORM...]

[wtfox]

[


she will take that as a yes.]

[battling]

[UGH.]

[wtfox]

[wehehe]

[battling]

[Anyway looks like they're very sure Caiman did it.

Even though he has no memory... Doesn't Beau have her truth punchy thing? Shouldn't they use that?]

[wtfox]

[lila, wondering the same thing:]

...maybe he's a better actor than I thought. Are they going to try to punch the truth out of him...?

[battling]

They should try, if they're set on it.

[wtfox]

...yeah, better to know whether he's really telling the truth about not remembering before they cast the votes...

[battling]

... Or they'll go straight for Teach.

[wtfox]

...I guess now that they feel like they've found one culprit, they're moving on to the next...

[battling]

They also don't think the truth punch'll work if he can't remember shit.

[wtfox]

Well, sure, if they were gonna ask "Did you kill him," it might not. But they could ask "Are you telling the truth about not remembering?" if they want to clarify whether or not he really can't remember, if he was used somehow by someone or something... That would make a difference to some people when it comes to voting, right?

[battling]

Fer some of 'em.

[Watches the baby monitor real close.]

... If Lizard did the whole murder and can't remember anythin' about it? I'd want him out. Means he's a danger to others whenever he blanks out. It was already excessive, might end up gettin' worse.

[wtfox]

...yeah. I think he said it - there aren't many people who could fight him off.

[there is practically no one here who could defend themselves if caiman came after them.]

[battling]

I could if I had my magic.

[But he died before he could turn in his vouchers. Ugh.]

But as it stands, yeah. If they don't want a repeat of this shit, it'd be a good idea to get rid of him. Too dangerous otherwise.

[wtfox]

[oh]

...she confessed.

[battling]

Huh. Maybe 'cause of who was askin'.

[wtfox]

That could be. She really cares about him and Claude.

[battling]

[...

Nods.]

That's part of it.

[wtfox]

...what a mess.

[battling]

These things ain't clean.

[wtfox]

...

[no they are not]

[battling]

[He watches blood pour out of Caiman's mouth.

Weird.

Bad.]

[wtfox]

[big yikes!]