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

[heartlands]

Fortune...? Oh, you don't like that she's telling people's fortunes?

[headmt]

[He ... rolls his eyes.]

Bullshit.

[WHO TAUGHT HIM THAT.]

[heartlands]

[gasps]

Why is that like one of five words I've heard you use?!

[headmt]

Fuck.

[NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[heartlands]

[GASPS LOUDER]

No!

[headmt]

[Oh, this seems like it's firing off some memories here. He looks up at the ceiling, hand going to toy with the piercing in his lip.

What could he be thinking of.]




Shitwaffle.

[I WONDER WHO SAID THAT.]

[heartlands]

[there is a great exhaustion rising in him! happy emotion share week!]

Why did it escalate?

[headmt]

[it's memeshare week. Anyway, the emotion he has is mostly rising amusement, so.

He'll get a distinct impression it's escalating because he finds this incredibly funny. That's why. Head empty, still the same bitch inside.]

[heartlands]

Yes, haha, very funny.

[there is a notable absence of actual anger, at least! after a second, though, as a subject change:]

Your... ID card thing mentioned fortune telling, right? You think that's why she's doing it?

[headmt]

[Nah, no actual anger. Not really anger at anything, actually. Not even being here, or dead, or brain scrambled.

At the question he sort of pauses and tilts his head, thinking it over seriously. And then pulls his mouth to the side and sort of shakes his head no.]

Ah ... [He doesn't remember the word, but he sort of remembers the action. Pulling out his phone, going to the extra credit? That's his guess anyway.]

[heartlands]

[he glances at his phone as he does that, though he looks away before he can actually see what the extra credit is.]

Oh, could be... But she cares about you a lot, too. Both of them do. So maybe it's not just an extra credit thing?

[headmt]

[Well that much is true, and he does feel very fondly about how much they care for a moment, but-- ]

Hates fortune.

[Holy shit two words.]

[heartlands]

[there's a little spark of excitement and relief.]

Hey, look at that! You said two things at once and neither of them were bad, good job!

[headmt]

Fuck yeah.

[no!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!]

[heartlands]

...Yeah, not sure why I didn’t see that coming.