GRAVEYARD

[foundationmods]

[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.]

Comments

[dereban]

[ She rests her hand under her chin, contemplating deep in thought. ]

I think it's a little different. My personal thoughts is that the Resort can't handle all of us. That's why their hand was forced with the whole. . . thing with Atsushi, and now this.

[diesifkilled]

I hope you're right. Or that there's still something we can do about this, at least.

[If they all end up dying after everything that's been happening... that would just be too unfair.]

[dereban]

At the very least, we can help anybody who winds up. . . on our side.

[ She has literally no positive thoughts right now. ]

[diesifkilled]

[AND THEN RIPLEY DIED]

...How many are they going to...?

[dereban]

As. . . many as the normal time limit allows, probably. So a lot.

[ YEAH THIS SURE FUCKING SUCKS, DOESN'T IT ]

[diesifkilled]

[Shirou's just going to. Lean back against a wall and slide down to sit on the ground.

THIS SUCKS SO MUCH]