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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[headsplitter]

[ Mira screaming confusedly is what gives me life. ]

Yeah! That's what I said, you're not hard of hearing are ya?

[battling]

[I, Mira, would like to cry now.]

Nah, my hearing's great. I just watched a Lizard get his head get bitten off by a dinosaur earlier today.

[headsplitter]

Wow, lizard on lizard violence. That sounds, uhh, rough. I think? Depends on the size difference.

[ Emphasizes this with his hands like he's just gesturing around the size of a football or however big a typical 'lizard' in imagination is. ]

[battling]

[YOU WERE THE LIZARD]

It was pretty big.

[headsplitter]

[ HE SAYS HE ISN'T SO YOU MUST BE THINKING OF SOMEONE ELSE LALALA. ]

What, the lizard or the t-rex?

[battling]

[did you come into the graveyard AND LIE, YOUNG MAN?]

Both.

[headsplitter]

[ WHO KNOWS? WE ALL KNOW AMNESIA IS NOTHING NEW WITH HIM. ]

Wow, then it must've been one wild interaction.

[battling]

[Is the mask because his face is too expressive! IS THAT IT.]

Sure fuckin' was.

[headsplitter]

[ I MEAN... SURE??? It's not the reason but it could be argued so sure. But Aikawa just shrugs. ]

...Okay? Is that it, you just wanted to tell me about cool lizard fights?

[battling]

Too bad ya weren't here for 'em, is all.

[headsplitter]

Hey, if there's ever a second one, invite me.

[battling]

Sure thing. We can watch the living through these little monitors.

[ baby cams ]

[headsplitter]

Wow.

[ He just leans over to look at them. ]

I can't see shit.

[battling]

Could be 'cause of yer mask.

[headsplitter]

Nah, I see perfectly well through these. These monitors are tiny, is the problem!

[battling]

Ask the bear for bigger ones.

[headsplitter]

Tch, why haven't you asked? But I guess I can, whenever this bear is around here...

[battling]

My eyes are great.

[ Also he just. Gestures to the very large bear over there. ]

[headsplitter]

[ GOD IS HE JUST HERE 24/7? I JUST ASSUMED HE WAS GONE this is so funny. ]

Oh.

Yeah, that's pretty hard to miss.

[ Beat pause. ]

Guess I'll talk to him later.

[ Bear to bear communication??!! ]

[battling]

[He SURE IS. He's STUCK.]

Sure ya don't need yer eyes checked?

[haha.

bro i hate this.]

[headsplitter]

Yeah, I'm pretty sure! Can you blame me, I just woke up!

[battling]

Sure, sure, whatever.

[headsplitter]

[ He shrugs. And a small half-wave, half-salute. ]

Well, I think I'm just gonna go around looking at stuff. See you around, Bradley. Or, you know. It's probably inevitable, we're practically in a closet.

[ Haha! ]