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🐻 ([personal profile] dormheads) wrote2021-07-12 06:58 am
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GRAVEYARD...... 2!

graveyard

students in time out: 16


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 3 UPDATES
WEEK 4 UPDATES
WEEK 5 UPDATES
WEEK 6 UPDATES



headsplitter: ([145])

[personal profile] headsplitter 2021-07-25 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ OUR DISASSTER. I'm so exhausted. ]

-- No. [ Quickly enough. ] ...No, you didn't do anything. It's just -- something bad happened last week... either way, no. Just caught up in thoughts, I wouldn't kill anyone.

[ 'Does that make it any better, though?' ]
modissty: (but now i want to escape)

[personal profile] modissty 2021-07-25 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[SO AM I. HELP. I NEED SLEEP.

Oh no, though. THESE ARE SAD THOUGHTS. He sure didn't mean to bring up any negative experiences, and he's not exactly sure what to say here that might be of any help.]


We heard that those of you here were also being whisked away onto field trips... Is that what happened to you?
headsplitter: ([110])

[personal profile] headsplitter 2021-07-25 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[ DONT WORRY ABOUT IT IS THE SOLUTION. ]

Oh... yeah. It was me, Bradley, Crow, and Rupert. It was, uh... we had a time, I guess you could say.

[ He waves it off though!! ]

But don't worry about it, it's past stuff now.
modissty: (far off)

[personal profile] modissty 2021-07-26 08:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Hm that seems like perhaps a bad or questionable solution.]

...If you should say so. [A little nod. He knows how it goes... Sometimes you're unleashed from CYOA and immediately never wish to speak of it again.] But I hope you were able to get something out of it, for whatever you underwent.
headsplitter: ([105])

[personal profile] headsplitter 2021-07-26 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ If you forget about ass, you'll never have to worry about ass again. ]

Uh... we got a paper? Like, the ones everyone keeps getting, with the big blank hole in them. Think Lila shared that with the living when she went over to talk in the communications thing.

Hopefully, that was actually of help to you.

[ 'CAUSE GOD. Overall it was just super hammy and weird, but Aikawa went through a personal attack on that CYOA. ]
modissty: (far off)

[personal profile] modissty 2021-07-26 09:06 am (UTC)(link)
[can any of us forget about ass in this ass house of mormon]

Ah— It was, yes. Every bit of information helped when we were attempting to organize our options and look at what we wished to do moving forward.

[So at least... his suffering helped... That was exactly like his last CYOA too though, wow! Good work team, getting sniped by personal attacks in the midst of shitposts. Very funny that Dimitri going feral and attacking him in theirs was just a precursor to what would happen the following Thursday.]

Thank you for the hard work you've put in to things. You and everyone else here.
headsplitter: ([108])

[personal profile] headsplitter 2021-07-26 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ No. Ass is forever.

But I'm crying, the battle of the married couples... Dimileb wins because both sides of Mollykyou have died...
]

Yeah... well. Dunno if we really did a whole lot, but we tried to do what we could. [ He sighs at any rate and rubs his temples. ] Hopefully it all comes together to something that makes some damn sense.
modissty: (at the dining table)

[personal profile] modissty 2021-07-27 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
[all i see is ass for forever... wow that's true though damn, sometimes you're just a couple of dying lads.]

We shall see soon enough, I suppose... [And then wow! The next 48 hours sure do happen so much. But for now, he'll finally push the blanket off and stand up, glancing down at himself and his very not-crispy body with a sigh. How surreal.]

Well, then - I think I should take the time to get familiar with this place, while I have it.
headsplitter: ([106])

[personal profile] headsplitter 2021-07-27 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Non-cripsy fried Sakyou! He reaches out and just pats the blanket that Sakyou shrugs off. It's so thin, and baby-sized. ]

Yep, seems like a good idea to me. For the record, not a whole lot to see out here by the actual 'daycare' portion; if you wanna actually see stuff, I suggest a trip through the way too big, super pink doors right into Administration.
modissty: (the passion of the pure)

[personal profile] modissty 2021-07-27 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He loves being in a room for tiny little munchkins... But! He dips his head gently, grateful for the information so he doesn't spend forever poking around in mud pits and garden patches.]

Thank you for the tip, then... And for the greeting, as well. It's good to meet you properly, Aikawa-san.