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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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As for the chips, it's a massive variety of flavors! Korean barbecue, corn potage, sesame seed, seaweed, southern biscuits and gravy, sour cream and onion, white cheddar...even some butter and sweet potato chips!
As for the papers...well, One of them is too oil stained to make out. There's another that's been half eaten, and it reads:]
-tel is fine for now. I can feel The Outsider in places he shouldn't be, making his way up our veins. I have all the faith in the world that our immune system will be able to catch him before he hits anything vital, but I'm still quite worried about us and the state of our Guests, should anything happen.
The Captain is rather sleepy, as he gets whenever a massive immune response is needed to fight off threats. I'm certain he will snap back just fine, but this does mean The Staff is beginning to not respond as they should, due to his absence.
I hope everything will be resolved soon.
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If he does a quick scan of the room, is there anything of interest? He's going to try skimming the data for anything that looks complicated enough to warrant a deeper look so he hopefully doesn't give himself an immediate migraine.]
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Let's check that out then!]
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Um.
A Letter? Like one the inquisitor uses, but there's no image in the gold. It's just a fancy letter.]
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ON THE OTHER THEY ARE IN A STRONG BEASTIE'S ROOM AND HE REMEMBERS THE LAST TIME HE WAS ON THE WRONG SIDE OF FANGS.]
Soooo... think we should ask nue about this?
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[ can he use his clairvoyance to read the letter? ]
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A washbin falls on his head.]
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[ he’ll assume a fighting stance with the washbin still on his head ]
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[Medic commits mail fraud]
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[But hey if you wanna go for it HERE YOU GO MEDIC.]
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He does at least try to be gentle with opening the letter, though the envelope does have a few little tears when he's done. Ah well. Hopefully the Nue won't notice???
Alright what've we got?]
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Congratulations~☆ I'm assuming bunny-kun found this letter, so good job, math eyes!
Anyway, I'm sure you're all wondering what cute little me has to say to you in this letter. Hmmm, maybe I should fill this with the kind of pointless fluff people expect? Or maybe I should say there's ten tones of gold hidden somewhere in this Resort, and give you all a gruesome riddle to figure out...? Ahahaha, just kidding ♪
So! Onto business. I, the beautiful 34, have decided to give you unrestful dead a small hint to help you out.
The game isn't the important thing here. By that, I mean that it doesn't matter who wins it. What does matter is who survives to the end. But who should live to the end, and who should die...? I guess you'll just have to think about it on your own time!
Really, what kind of hint system would I be if I just gave you all the answers on your own? This isn't a game from a certain english gentleman, where you can just slip him a few gold coins and get the puzzle explained to you if you can't be bothered to think!
Work hard now~☆
[It's not signed.]
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Is there anything else interesting about the letter or envelope? If not he's gonna just. Reseal the envelope as best as he can (without the letter inside) and put it back where it was found. He passes the letter over so Yoshi and Flat can see.]
34... How many of us are trapped in this resort, again? 30-something, I know.
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[Oh and the rest is important too ig.]
Uhh... well, there's us thirty, Ichigo, the rats, the moose, the thing in the jacuzzi, 34, the outsider, the fluffy godzilla, and the nue... am I missing anyone?
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But there's a knock at the door.]
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Its Szayel!]
Hellloooooo~? Let me in, my arms are quite full!
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[ he’ll open the door!! ]
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Szayel steps in and places the Nue in its little pillow nest]
Phew! That was quite the workout.
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Yeah, I totally would've died. Does this mean we can start on the snacks?
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[he says nothing about the snacks, so uh go ahead Yoshi???]
The nue is just a playful, stupid creature -- I introduced it to "fetch" and it just about lost its mind in happiness. [adjusts his glasses] Did you find anything of use in here? Besides... [he sneers a bit] ... a bunch of filthy hair?
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