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GRAVEYARD
graveyardstudents 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.
WEEK 4 UPDATES
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seeing rupert angry is weird?]
Rupert...?
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[after all
rupert was a repeat killer. they caught him on his second attempt on someone's life. so maybe they think if a killer gets away with it, they won't stop.]
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[aaaaaaaaa]
...It won't work, anyways. It has to not work.
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[gently:]
It won't work. That would require them to cooperate, and, um.
[there is no way they're coordinating a tie in these conditions.]
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[but he falls silent as caiman does his whole thing. after a long moment:]
...I don't even know what to say at this point.
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So... Who are they going to vote for...?
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...him, I think. They're going to want to keep Byleth alive to get answers out of her, probably.
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[what the fuck is going on]
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[imagine a caiman vs mabel execution. oof.]
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...They clearly don't care about fair matches. I don't know.
[considering who he was up against! but he sighs.]
Maybe someone can use whatever environment they're on to their advantage.
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Yeah, maybe he'll get hit by a car.
[
there IS the captain falcon stage, after all]
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[oh, there are the results]
...looks like we'll just have to see what happens tomorrow.
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[he sighs.]
I just hope she's okay next week.
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[she thinks it's likely that if byleth won't give up answers she'll either get revengekilled or they're going to keep her as a backup vote if they can't figure out a culprit.
but instead of saying that, she very nicely pats rupert's shoulder.]
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looks at the bottle of alcohol bradley left on the table]
This feels very irresponsible given the current state of things, buuuut do you want to ignore everything that just happened for at least one night since we can't do anything about it?
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...yeah. I think I'd like that a lot.