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

[headsplitter]

Lizard?! That's rich! Dunno what kind of drugs you're taking but I don't have a clue what you're talking about.

Who're you?

[heartlands]

Okay, literally what reason would I have to lie about the... species... of your head?

[he blinks]

Uh - Rupert? Do you not remember...?

[headsplitter]

I dunno, maybe this is some super wild initiation hazing process. I'm so innocent and clueless, you know? [ HE'S 6'10". (Lowe why is he shorter than Caiman) I DON'T KNOW I'M IN TEARS.

He does drop the silly boisterousness when Rupert 'introduces' himself though, tilting his head. ]

Nah, never met you before in my life.

[ Sticking a hand out. ]

Aikawa.

[heartlands]

[glancing down at his hand instead of shaking it... rude!!]

Yeeeah, the fact that you just said you're innocent and clueless absolutely makes me think neither of those things are true...?

[headsplitter]

[ GAWRSH. He just drops his hand. ]

Jeez, it was a joke... fine, I'm just some guy. You can't deny that now, can you?

[heartlands]

[there's another pause before he sticks his hand out to meet his.]

You know what, I'm just going to go with it, sure.

[headsplitter]

Heh! [ He'll take that hand, then. Shakey shake. ] Nice to meetcha, Rupert.

[heartlands]

Nice to meet you, too.

[a beat, before:]

Sorry, I got distracted by the lizard head thing, can you give me your name one more time...?

[headsplitter]

Sure.

It's Aikawa.