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foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
foundationmods) wrote2018-11-29 04:47 pm
GRAVEYARD
[On the instant of your death, you're suddenly outside of your body - probably staring down at the remains it's become.
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
Yet, you're not alone. For all of you (except Szayel), a young man appears from behind you, his face set into a firm, yet sad, scowl. His shaggy strawberry blonde hair is pretty eye-catching, along with the black and white Shihakusho he wears and the large sword on his back, even as he gently tries to lead you back into the lobby and away from what was once your body. You can still clearly hear and see the living, if you want to try - but they can't see or hear you.
'Welcome to the world of the dead in this Resort,' he says, quietly. 'Looks like you're stuck here with the rest of us.'
He hands you a tablet, just like the one you had before. "You'll need this if you want to keep talking to them,' he explains, looking sad.
It looks like you've passed on, and yet...You still feel like you have a role to play in all of this.]
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His body won't last.
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[ She's here and overhearing this and looking extremely concerned and worried. ]
What's wrong with Rean's body? I mean, I did notice something off, but--
[ She's no doctor, she wouldn't know the specifics. ]
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Being possessed by the Jorogumo is causing his body to deteriorate. Right now he has respiratory problems, but at this rate he's not going to make it to the end.
And that was before... uh, tonight.
[At this point all bets are off how long he's got.]
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[ She chews on a nail a little anxiously, because the fact that his body is deteriorating doesn't sound good at all in the slightest bit. Especially given that it's a person - people? spider? - whatever is honestly really bad. ]
He's not going to last long, is he... [ Her hand curls into a tight, balled fist, frustrated. ] Damn it. We really need to find a way to get the Jorogumo outside of that body as soon as possible. I don't want either of them to die.
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[...well. Maybe a solution will present itself, like it did with Makoto.]
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I'd keep the Jorogumo as a pet instead of killing it? And it's not an asshole, like the Barghest was.
[ INABA????? ]
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But if that happens, they'll have to find it again, and it'll probably cause the new body to deteriorate too
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[Technically speaking none of this may matter, really.
It's sleepily said, though. He might. Be getting close to dozing off like this.]
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[...] Later?
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[When he's not drugged up.]
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Bun ran out of batteries. Feel free to peel him off at any time.]
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Should we, um. Should we put him in his bed?
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[He. Really doesn't want to be alone.
Actually he needs a good cry but he's trying not to in front of everyone.]
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And if you want, when we're not around the others... if you want to let everything out? You can.
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