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15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
strangerpeople) wrote in 15corpses2023-05-10 04:41 pm
at once short of life, and long of sorrow.
[You are dead.
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
Well, obviously. You remember how you died. It was...not fun, to say the least. But hey, at least you're off that ship, right?
Except...you don't know exactly where you are now. It seems like a house, but if it is, it's...a work in progress. Most of the rooms are empty, and your steps echo up through the marble columns and down faint mosaics on the tiled floor. The few windows you find have a green light gleaming through them; you can't really see anything beyond the eerie light.
It feels like you're in a temple of some kind. The columns and mosaics seem to indicate it is something like that-it's certainly reminiscent of something out of an ancient culture, perhaps even one you're familiar with. For some reason, though, it's clear someone-or something-lives here. One of the rooms to the south is stuffed with pizza boxes. Another, larger room has a makeshift futon in one of the corners. There are imprints of multiple footsteps all through the dusty floors as you look around, many of them leading to a small alcove to the west. And-
and there's a giant van. Just. hanging out there. Completely out of place with the seemingly ancient decor. And inside, there is the sound of light snoring.
Ok then. You're apparently not alone in death, after all.]
((OoC: Map for reference.))
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How about that?
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[NO, SERIOUSLY. They have a big hall with one futon, Dante.]
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[ Dante has a room! ]
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...No. No, it has not. All we have available to us is a single futon in the corner of one room.
[Patience, Moriarty. Eyes on the prize.]
Therefore, just tell me what it is you were planning to offer as a prize for your little competition.
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Use of my room for one night!
[ Cheery. ]
I've got a great bed!
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Your room.
[Thinks about how casually he ate a pizza out of the hell room.
Remembers seeing some sort of blanket for a moment over the mounds of boxes.
Connects the dots.
Oh God.]
...It would not be a makeshift bed upon used pizza boxes, would it?
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....but yes, there's lots of pizza boxes.
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A room that smells overwhelmingly of stale grease and old bread.
That room?
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1/2
DRINKS THE ENTIRETY OF HIS BEER IN ONE GULP.
sets down the empty can.
Looks over at Dante with a neutral face.]
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Like, how the fuck is such an old man moving like this??? How does he know how to grapple??? Is this basically turning into Old Man Wrestling??? Who knows!]
YOU REPREHENSIBLE IGNORAMUS!