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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[headmt]

[He is fast! He is fast. Look at that movement speed.

Once he gets around a corner though he sort of pops his head back out, narrowing his eyes at Rupert. There's a bit of question in the look. Or like. A lot of question.]

[heartlands]

...Hey.

[this is the most awkward greeting in the world. after a few moments:]

Can I, uh - do you need anything, or would you rather be alone for a little while...?

[headmt]

[This is incredibly awkward. It's made even worse because he's just real quiet for like a FULL ass minute.

Before eventually, he can see like. The one mental gear slowly starting to churn.]

... [Ah.] Empty?

[heartlands]

[he blinks.]

Empty...?

[headmt]

[Sorry, he's not a riveting conversationalist when he's like this. But yeah he seems satisfied with that answer.

Though he does come back around the corner, leaning down to just. Look Rupert in the face, slowly screwing up his mouth to one side.]

[heartlands]

[sweats]

Um... Is there something on my face...?

[headmt]

[If whoever this is had no INT score before, he can probably just fuckin' feel how hard he's thinkin' now. Like trying to start a fire with a stick and a rock.

After another torturous pause, he reaches over and pokes Rupert on the nose.]

Escape.

[heartlands]

[he blinks, moving backwards after that boop, looking at molly with a growing sense of concern.]

Are you... [hmmmm] Molly, you know what's going on, right? You're safe now.

[headmt]

[Does Rupert remember a fun lie about a guy crawling out of a grave with no memories.

He just sort of smiles serenely, and then sits down, looking around like he hasn't really seen the place before he just took off runnin'.]

Empty.

[THAT ANSWERS NOTHING.]

[heartlands]

...Okay, yeah. Empty. Sure.

[he has no idea what to say in this situation, so he's just going to sit down next to him as porridge wanders over.]

[headmt]

[Oh, adorable. He smiles, serenely, carefree, when Porridge wanders over, reaching over to give him a chin scritchy. So he remembers that at least.

And then also giving Rupert a chin scritchy.]

[heartlands]

[stares into the middle distance as he slowly and gently pushes molly's hand away from his face]

Uh... Thanks, but I'm good...

[headmt]

[Fine. Patting him on the head instead.

He'll just sit perfectly quiet unless he's spoken to for a while, sort of distant, before there's ... something. This is public, if anyone is in want of an explanation to ... whatever the shit this is.

Afterwards he just sort of shakes his head off and scrubs at his hair.]

[heartlands]

[every time this happens, it feels incredibly strange, but this one feels even stranger. rupert pauses for a moment, blinking, before he looks to molly and sees him pulling at his hair.]

—Hey, you're okay. It's okay.

[headmt]

[Yeah that was weird! He still seems sort of distressed, but once Rupert starts talking he looks over.]

Empty.

[So this is not the first go-round here.]

[heartlands]

Right...

[a beat:]

But... Not for long, I bet. Do you understand what I'm saying...?