[WEEK 1 GY POST: Bring out your dead]

[purrtagonist]

[he awakens with a start in his bed in the House of Hearts, long after the investigation has concluded. the first thing he does is bolt upright, hand flying to the side of his head where Croix's blow knocked him unconscious, then to his right eye which is. . . huh. completely whole again. his heart hammering madly in his chest is evidence enough that he isn't dead (he. . . thinks?), so after one or two steadying breaths to reorient himself, he slips out of his bed and through the front door]

[he meanders for a bit. everything in the Hare's Abode looks exactly the same, and there are people milling about everywhere, talking about the evidence they found, the bodies they found. it's probably a good thing he has yet to go to the market and see his own, uh. head, honestly. but no matter who he runs into, no matter how hard he shouts and waves his hands, no one seems to notice him, which is. . . well. disconcerting.]

[for the fellow dead? Akira can be found standing outside the Timeshare, staring at the bloody footprints as he twirls his cat mask around his finger. look ma, no mask!!]

[his expression is blank. unreadable. shoulders tense, posture stiff. let's dead person party guys!!]

Comments

[cheerfulgoth]

...if I'm dead then you...oh man... [Sorry you got killed, Akira. Esther hopes to not stumble upon your dead body anytime soon] ...don't be sorry. What's done is done.

[She looks around]

This isn't what I expected from the afterlife, though. We look human, despite being ghosts. Maybe that's good, it could mean we could do something useful in here, but I have no idea yet what we could do.

[purrtagonist]

[YEAH HE'S NOT GONNA BE HAPPY WHEN HE FINDS OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO HIS HEAD]

What's done is done. But things aren't over yet.

[he squares his shoulders, chin tilted up, determination flickering in his expression. Esther is a woman after his own heart, already trying to make a game plan even though they're all. . . dead]

I don't know yet, either. But I doubt our roles in this are over just yet. And regardless of what happened, I'm not going to sit around and do nothing.

[cheerfulgoth]

Now that's the spirit! [She realizes what she said] Pun intended. First things first: is anyone else dead? Strength in numbers, they say. If only us two got killed for whatever reason, then we're going to have a hard time here.

[purrtagonist]

[his mouth twitches at her pun, a bit of humor flickering into his eyes. but it vanishes quickly, because work is more important]

Hoodie. [uh] Guy who always wears a hood? He never gave a name, and there isn't one on his profile. He and I were-- [mmmm KILLED] -- the same person is responsible for both of us.

[cheerfulgoth]

The guy who was going around asking if they'd kill to achieve their wishes? I see.

[She doesn't seem entirely happy about he being around -- what kind of wacko asks if they'd kill to get something? -- but they don't have the luxury to be picky about anything]

Three is a start. Let's see... [She looks around. The wispy shapes are still around, going towards a place to meet with each other. That looks promising] You think we can send messages or something to the other side? I don't dare to touch one of those things, but if we can contact those who are alive then...

[purrtagonist]

Depends. I wonder if the rabbit would give us paper and markers if we asked?

[if they can even still TALK to said rabbit]

[cheerfulgoth]

The least he can do is make our life after death a bit more bearable.

[They already got horribly murdered because the rabbit brought them here -- presumably -- so he better be willing to give at least that much]

[purrtagonist]

[HERE, HERE]

Even if we can only communicate in pictures or cryptic messages, that sure is better than nothing.