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GRAVEYARD
THE MUSEUM
So, you’ve met your end and regardless of your beliefs, the expectation is that is where things end. Rebirth. Damnation. Salvation. A simple black screen… None of those things happen; how (un)fortunate for you. How jarring it must be to have your last moments not be your final moments. On the bright side, all the injuries you’ve sustained are no longer present. You’re as good as new!
Now, whether you’ve met your end violently, peacefully, or something between the two, you’ll find yourself sat in front of a sprawling behemoth of a wall tastefully covered from floor to ceiling (where is the ceiling?) with various objects on display. All of them carefully and neatly framed or kept safe within a box attached to the wall. Not only that, but there are cages hanging from the “ceiling” that contain even more objects for viewing. However, other than the walls, the hanging cages, and the bench—there is no padding on the bench; only a cold, hard surface that does not give—you find yourself sitting on, the rest of this room is completely empty.
At least, after giving a survey of the area, it will be obvious that it isn’t an enclosed space. There is an opening to a hallway—hopefully. Only one way to find out. Spoilers, there are many, many, many other rooms that make up this place.
Oh, but just what is all out on display?
Well, it varies and depends on who is looking. The hanging cages contain skeletons of creatures from home. Whose home? Your home. It’s the same story for everything that has been framed. They’re all images, items, objects—things—from home. Your home. Fortunately, not everything is familiar as unfamiliar items are included in equal parts. How did they all get here? What are they all doing here?
Have you considered the similarities between a museum and a graveyard? Both are places where the living go to marvel at the dead.
Now, whether you’ve met your end violently, peacefully, or something between the two, you’ll find yourself sat in front of a sprawling behemoth of a wall tastefully covered from floor to ceiling (where is the ceiling?) with various objects on display. All of them carefully and neatly framed or kept safe within a box attached to the wall. Not only that, but there are cages hanging from the “ceiling” that contain even more objects for viewing. However, other than the walls, the hanging cages, and the bench—there is no padding on the bench; only a cold, hard surface that does not give—you find yourself sitting on, the rest of this room is completely empty.
At least, after giving a survey of the area, it will be obvious that it isn’t an enclosed space. There is an opening to a hallway—hopefully. Only one way to find out. Spoilers, there are many, many, many other rooms that make up this place.
Oh, but just what is all out on display?
Well, it varies and depends on who is looking. The hanging cages contain skeletons of creatures from home. Whose home? Your home. It’s the same story for everything that has been framed. They’re all images, items, objects—things—from home. Your home. Fortunately, not everything is familiar as unfamiliar items are included in equal parts. How did they all get here? What are they all doing here?
Have you considered the similarities between a museum and a graveyard? Both are places where the living go to marvel at the dead.
EXHIBIT #04 - COMFORT
Likely the first room that you’ll come across after moving from the initial room. This room feels just as grand and just as empty as that room, but at least the walls aren’t covered in things from (your) home. 
Instead, there will be surfaces to claim, if you wish. Beds, sofas, couches, chaises lounge, bean bags, you name it—if someone could consider it comfortable then it will be present in all shapes, sizes, and variations. The only real catch is that each surface will be displayed individually and cannot be moved. Obviously.
Against one of the walls is a very small plaque that reads:
[ FOR DISPLAY ONLY – DO NOT TOUCH ]
Oops.
Instead, there will be surfaces to claim, if you wish. Beds, sofas, couches, chaises lounge, bean bags, you name it—if someone could consider it comfortable then it will be present in all shapes, sizes, and variations. The only real catch is that each surface will be displayed individually and cannot be moved. Obviously.
Against one of the walls is a very small plaque that reads:
[ FOR DISPLAY ONLY – DO NOT TOUCH ]
Oops.
EXHIBIT #09 - VIEWING
What’s a museum without some sort of media installation, hm?
For this room, there is only one thing and one thing only—a projector. For much of the time the projector being on (you can’t turn it off. In fact, where is the projector?), it won’t be displaying anything but a white light on the blank wall opposite of it.
However, while the wall is blank, every so often it’s possible to hear faint voices coming from above. Especially during the night before—you know.
For this room, there is only one thing and one thing only—a projector. For much of the time the projector being on (you can’t turn it off. In fact, where is the projector?), it won’t be displaying anything but a white light on the blank wall opposite of it.
However, while the wall is blank, every so often it’s possible to hear faint voices coming from above. Especially during the night before—you know.
EXHIBIT #03 - GARDEN
It’s here that you can finally see the ceiling even if it’s still more of a “sky” than a true ceiling. 
Those with keen eyes will be able to tell that it’s an artificial sky, and, for those who are less aware, then how it randomly flickers should help with that. Or not. Regardless, the presence of a “sky” isn’t the only surprising thing about this room—it might not even be the first thing that goes noticed. Despite all the expansive and seemingly never-ending hallways that lead to rooms that are void of anything living, this room is alive. Somehow.
A small plaque on the wall will describe this exhibit as an “interactive” medium with gentle suggestions to not be too rough with anything. This exhibition will be a picturesque garden full of all kinds of flowers and plants with a small pond with lily pads and lotus located towards the center of the room. The only physical structure within this room is a very small and simple gazebo containing two chairs and a small table. Perfect for having afternoon tea—if that’s your kind of thing. However, if you were hoping to listen to any bird song, look at what animals have taken residence in the pond, or generally any other kind of life then you’ll be disappointed.
Those with keen eyes will be able to tell that it’s an artificial sky, and, for those who are less aware, then how it randomly flickers should help with that. Or not. Regardless, the presence of a “sky” isn’t the only surprising thing about this room—it might not even be the first thing that goes noticed. Despite all the expansive and seemingly never-ending hallways that lead to rooms that are void of anything living, this room is alive. Somehow.
A small plaque on the wall will describe this exhibit as an “interactive” medium with gentle suggestions to not be too rough with anything. This exhibition will be a picturesque garden full of all kinds of flowers and plants with a small pond with lily pads and lotus located towards the center of the room. The only physical structure within this room is a very small and simple gazebo containing two chairs and a small table. Perfect for having afternoon tea—if that’s your kind of thing. However, if you were hoping to listen to any bird song, look at what animals have taken residence in the pond, or generally any other kind of life then you’ll be disappointed.
EXHIBIT # — ???
Nothing is on display in this room; all that is there is just empty walls, empty “ceilings”, empty floors…
The only thing that can be found is a small, simple white card free from any kind of writing. A completely blank card. If you try to take it out of the room, it will instantly disappear from wherever it was stored and return to the room.
The only thing that can be found is a small, simple white card free from any kind of writing. A completely blank card. If you try to take it out of the room, it will instantly disappear from wherever it was stored and return to the room.
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starts to laugh and laugh and laugh.
oh god give him a second and he will probably explain. he's dropped his cigarette again, it's fine he will light another one in a second. ]
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Find out something interesting?
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[ he snubs out the cigarette with his foot and pulls out another one from his pocket, twirling it between his fingers. ]
Interesting and ironic and hahaha!
[ sorry he doesn't quite have the words yet, but he's doing his best, give him another moment. ]
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Like someone is playing a cosmic joke on you?
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[ he lights the cigarette, fingers shaking a little.
more nicotine will help because if he's taking a drag he can't just start laughing again. ]
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ramuda takes several drags actually, finding his center or the best approximation he can get of it. Okay, right.
His eyes flicker to everyone else around but eh fuck it. ]
So my lollipops, I need 'em every few weeks. I looked real hard for 'em the first week we were here and didn't find any and while going without one week is just peachy and two is fine, three is...
[ bad, it's bad. ]
So when Lobelia invited me out on a date the second week, I took him up on it of course! And I told him what I told you even if I reaaaaaaally didn't wanna, but since they were here first and could get things we couldn't, it was my best shot. And like, if he wanted to keep going out on dates with me, he couldn't do that if I was dead, right?
And so later that week, I found a lollipop in my pocket! So I assumed [ and oh my god he's an idiot and he looks like he's going to laugh again but he stuffs it back down. ] it was from him. Who else could it be? I only told you and Nala about 'em and you guys just thought they were regular candy, so you'd have just given 'em to me the normal way. Plus I don't think either of you could slip something into my pocket without me noticing!
But he still can use his audiomancy which can do aaaall kinds of things, so. [ it was a reasonable assumption. ]
And I was gonna ask anyway! But not too soon cause it's not good to ruin a good thing you have going, right? And then so many things happened so I just...didn't.
[ so many things happened and i let him get closer to me out of survival that actually was founded on a false assumption. ]
But I remembered just now to ask him if he was the one who gave it to me. And he wasn't!
And isn't that just—
[ yeah, he's laughing again but he holds onto his cigarette this time.
he's sure mcgillis will get it. ]
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This should teach them to make assumptions, truly. ]
This whole thing has been one big comedy of errors.
[ They built all of this mess only on misunderstanding and false assumption. A testament to human foolishness if there ever was one. ]
But you don't regret what came of it, do you?
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I don't! [ how confidently he says that and how some part of him still hates how confidently he says it and he wants to bite lobelia for so many reasons right now, but this really isn't his fault. it's all his. ]
It's possible he doesn't remember cause things have been worse for him lately [ how ramuda knew just from patchwork ouija messages says something too. ] but it lines up with what he told me when I first talked to him 'bout it. I assumed he was just playing hard to get, buuuut this makes more sense actually.
[ these are really funny things to say about lobelia, but ramuda has realized that the way they interact together is different from the way they do with everyone else. augh. ]
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Is he even capable of that...?
[ SORRY HE'S SLUTSHAMING YOUR BOYFRIEND AGAIN. ]
Though with the way his group was behaving at the time, I easily see how you got to that conclusion.
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Hahaha, you really don't like him do you? He just talks like that! [ he's french.
also he likes to rile people up, just like a certain pink. ]
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I really truly do not.
[ Ramuda your taste in men is bad and you should... still feel good, because he wants you to be happy, but come the fuck on. ]
I'll grant him that he's handsome, but his personality does him no favors.
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Yeah, he's kinda crazy ain't he? [ he says this with some degree of fondness but also without sugarcoating. ramuda knows who lobelia is and likes him all the more for it, just the same with everyone else he grows close too. ]
Buuut we're actually pretty similar. [ too similar in some ways. ] Can you believe that?
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[ But he can believe it, easily enough. After all it's far easier to draw a line from Ramuda to Lobelia than it would be to draw one from Ramuda to McGillis, and yet they are also similar in some regards. ]
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You don't gotta like him and I get why people don't. But he's important to me, so try not to give him too hard of a time.
I def have a few things to say to him when we can speak properly again myself ☆.
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[ This is the one true friendship bonus you're getting here! ]
But we should look up some more French insults while we have too much free time, don't you think? For your own personal use.
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That's really nice of you, McGillis. [ you could say worse and he wouldn't mind unless it was a truly deep cut. ]
Hehe, sure, but I think I know most of 'em! I know the important words in most languages!
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Those are the important words?
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[ Ramuda is about to hit him with something X-rated here, isn't he. ]
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[ yeah we can just, yeah. ]
I also know how to say "the sea" in a lot of languages too!
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Oh? Why that one specifically?
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