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

[perfeccion]

Well, it does usually fall to the leader to do things like that...! But... there is so much. It's more likely I'll allow anyone who wants to write to do so and then edit it together into something presentable.

[moonlightbeast]

Maybe break it up into sections and have a person focusing on each section? There's a lot to write here, after all. And we could all put our requests in for the 'experimentation' part, probably.

[perfeccion]

That's not a bad idea at all, Nakajima. I'm especially interested in any requests made after the Resort started to go all funny. Yes, we will turn this stub into a world-class report!

[moonlightbeast]

...

You're agreeing to it so it will make you look good to the Foundation, aren't you?

[perfeccion]

It will look good for all of you, too.

[duskhound]

I'll... try to write up what I can about this too, then.

[For all the danger of this kind of mission, she's pretty sure she prefers this kind of mission to... exterminating D-Classes. Maybe getting some minor experience here will encourage the higher-ups to let her do some more of these.]

[perfeccion]

I wish we had more than just the tablets to take notes with... [he sighs] Ah well.

[dereban]

I don't mind drafting write-ups if it's necessary since I'm used to that sort of thing.

[ Not that she's had to do much of it at the Foundation, but writing was kind of a thing that she did a lot back home and she misses so much of it. ]

[perfeccion]

It'll be boring work!

[but safe. safe work]

[dereban]

It's better than being thrown into another deathly mission. And I actually like that sort of work.

[relentlesslyonwards]

I don't mind contributing what I can too. It doesn't really make sense to put everything on you either when there was only so much you could keep track of.

[perfeccion]

Ah, it WOULD be a lot of work for me to compile it all myself--!

[relentlesslyonwards]

Well, I don't think you'll be escaping from the lion's share of the work, but I'll do my best. Although... you've also got some reports to write about how the drug worked, right?

[perfeccion]

[uuugggghhhhhh]

Don't remind me...