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.]

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WEEK 5

[foundationmods]

MONDAY

[moonlightbeast]

[After reading this, Atsushi is going to stare at Yoshi for a moment.

And then just. Go over and scoop him up into a hug, if he can.]

[justonezero]

[Garbage bun is successfully scooped up! He's a noodle and he extra wasn't expecting it with his head down like that.]

-?!

[There's tears in his eyes. Perhaps unsurprisingly, he looks miserable.]

Closed to Szayel

[justonezero]

[HEY SZAYEL we are looking for you today, I guess.]

...My ability's going to kill me. Is there anything you can do to see how?

[perfeccion]

[Szayel has been busy with anatomy and immunology books. He seems moderately surprised to see Yoshi]

... Ah? What?

EXPLORATION - OIL

[foundationmods]

[As you wake up this fine day, you'll actually see The Oil person going up the stairs - well, at least you'll see the oily handprints it leaves. But more importantly are the papers it's apparently holding, floating in the air - an entire stack hanging gently.

What's up with that?]

[justonezero]

[Hello oilfriend(????)

Yoshi's being good and not using his eyes today. But he'll still walk over curiously, because it's not every day you see the oilfriend up and about.]

Uhh... Excuse me!

PART TWO - ALERT

[foundationmods]

[As you all finish out of it's room, the oilfriend suddenly appears, rushing inside - and then letting out a loud roar as the door swings open, suddenly losing it's invisibility to reveal -

a black, oily beast, with multiple eyes popping out of the muck and ooze, razor sharp teeth in it's tarpit of a mouth, legs culminating in those handprints it's been leaving around.

And it is angry, immediately leaping to try and attack Yoshi and Inaba.

WHAT DO]

thursday

[dereban]

[ After this is sent for everyone to see, everyone will probably notice that Inaba is not in the kitchen with the others eating breakfast today, but people can probably find her in her room if they decide to ghost themselves in there.

Or do the polite thing and knock? ]

[justonezero]

[Can't really ghost in when one is carrying food, unfortunately. Knock knock!]

friday, early morning

[messianic]

[What up, friends.

There's definitely a protag here now! He's just rubbing his face and yawning, and looks pretty tired.

WELL THAT HAPPENED.]

Mmm... I really didn't think that would end up happening...

[dereban]

-- Holy shit?!

[ explosion sound means Bad News and uh just going to be like ]

Arisato?! What the hell happened?

[justonezero]

[He gets up early - ever since he promised to meet Akira, he does, even when there's no bombs going off - and when he spots Minato, it's with a tired, solemn look.

Some things just can't be seen over text alone.]

...I thought you were being careful.

[There's no anger or reproach. Just...

Why?]

[moonlightbeast]

....Arisato-san?

[I mean. He figured the mafia would still have to kill, but why this?]

What in the world happened?

[bladeisme]

[Say thank you to Ichigo for saving your afterlife, Minato!!

Anyway, he just sighs and goes to give him a tablet.]

Here. You should contact Akira when you can.

[perfeccion]

Unbelievable. Of all the prey to go after, he chose you. I wonder if there’s any sample left to study...

[diesifkilled]

[The explosion made it pretty obvious beforehand who it was going to be, but this still sucks.]

Are you okay?

[thejusticewagon]

[hmm hmm hmm-

...]

Hey, wait, you're not... here, right...

Friday, early morning

[relentlesslyonwards]

[The last living thought he has is: 'I should have listened to him.'

...

When he regains awareness again, it's like waking up from a long, long nightmare. He can only stare blankly at the mess inside the chapel, feeling disconnected and numb as he just stands there, still as a statue. There's no resistance or anything as he's led back to the lobby, where he seats himself in couch -- and that's where it all hits him, everything that's happened in the past few weeks, what happened while he worked for the Foundation --

He hunches over in his seat with his elbows on his knees and balls his fists in his hair, features filled with shame and frustration. He'll be there for a long while.

Sometime after he's pulled himself together and if he hasn't already spoken to them, he'll be seeking out Szayel, Inaba, Atsushi and Minato.]

[justonezero]

[Ssssssso this is awkward. Have a garbage rabbit who does not actually have the bitphone ears anymore.]

...Do you remember anything?

[It. It kind of looks like he does??]

[dereban]

. . . Rean?

[ Inaba was definitely on the lookout for him ever since she found out Arisato was dead, but now she's actually here and sees him in the lobby and she's feeling a little awkward about calling out his name like this, but also.

This sure just happened. ]

[moonlightbeast]

[Atsushi is here, and he's ready for this. Maybe.

...okay maybe not. His own death is still pretty raw to him. But it isn't Rean's fault, he reminds himself. It was the Jorogumo, not Rean.]

H-hello?

[Okay, the anxiety is still there. But he'll try.

[messianic]

[Hey Rean... Minato certainly doesn't seem to mind that Rean's there; he just flops onto the couch next to him, and... tries to find words for a moment.

Mmmmm...]

... Sorry, Schwarzer-san.

. . . trial spectating. . .

[dereban]

[ After slamming her hands on the nearest table angrily, she's just gonna yell with gritted teeth: ]

What the fuck?! I knew it was going to be bad, but I didn't expect this bullshit!

SUNDAY GY MEETING

[dereban]

[ So, sometime in the early afternoon, Inaba's going to go ahead and attempt to invite everyone that's dead to a meeting in the lobby - they're obviously free not to come, naturally, she's not forcing anyone but once everyone (or mostly everyone) is around, she'll clap her hands together to gather everyone's attention. ]

Okay, so!

Everyone should be aware by now that the tablets are no longer working, so I honestly have no idea how much time we have left - both in regards to the Resort or in regards to how long we'll be able to retain tangibility, so there's a few things I'd like to address:

The first one being dealing with food - my suggestion is to leave the food entirely to the living, but I was told that maybe one of us should attempt to at least try and stay tangible to keep our communication lines open, but the debate is 'who'? My personal thoughts are that it should be someone who is able to talk to everyone that's still alive and someone that the living would care the most about the most to talk to.

Second order of business is a little more personal, but Aoi was thinking about setting a shrine with the ashes of the dead that weren't, well. . . eaten by the rats, I guess. Did anyone have a preference in location? I was thinking of the lobby, but if anyone else here had a different opinion, feel free to speak up.

And I think that's it from me, but if anybody else had anything they'd like to bring up in terms of information or anything else, feel free to say something.