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[afterlifeshit]

So you're probably dead. A couple of your party members made it to the L4D safehouse and triggered a respawn point, yaay. Anyone that's died is up and mobile again, you're in a sunnier part of the forest just after a large glass greenhouse that has more green foliage and less evil black junk. Regroup, figure out where to go next, avoid murderfest round two.

[Mission: stick together this time and find a way out. don't get murderized by ghosts. whatever ]

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[armedarchaeologist]

[nope.]

Nope.

[still lying where he woke up on the nonsensical sunny lawn. staring up at the sun. not giving a single fuck. at least a million percent done.]

[andtrue]

[ found someone's cigarettes - hopefully they're constantine's. he doesn't normally smoke, but post-death trauma warrants some nicotine. and tar. ]

[ not quite a million percent done but getting there. ]

[armedarchaeologist]

[doesn't care. the smoke isn't real. august isn't real. none of this is real.






sneezes.]

[andtrue]

... Gesundheit.

[armedarchaeologist]

[reflexively:] Danke schön.

[nosleeves]

[slowly emerges from cardboardy death]

[mercyless]

[ bitch i looked everywhere for you. ]

[ probably met with a few shitty cardboard ghosts. more trauma aaay. ]

[nosleeves]

[rubs at his face and looks up at her]

The hell was that all about?

[mercyless]

[ do you see her bandaged arm? that's where you shot her you piece of shit. ]

[ drops her bag on the ground. 300% done. also very tired from running around all night. ]

[nosleeves]

[sorry. like really]

[looks at her arm bandage then back to her]

You made it out.

[cabineyes]

[ leaning against a tree somewhere near the glass greenhouse, shielding his eyes from the sun with his hand. he was prepared for the ninurta shit and went in expecting some mindfuck, but this one came out of nowhere. not cool. ]

[ wonders how many times they're going to die before they make it out. well, at least the sun is out now. that's a good sign, right. ]

[recurred]

[fucking ninurta shit, man]

[at least she's calmed down a bit after seeing everyone come back, doing a final headcount to see that in fact, dean and cas are the only ones back there like the bakas that they are.]

[cabineyes]

[ bbakas. ]

[ everyone looks just fucking cheerful don't they. notices her waddling around like a lost duckling. did you die too? ]

[recurred]

[spots him in the shade and takes one last look before heading over]

You all came back..

[cabineyes]

[ that's what it feels like clara. hard to tell if she was lucky not to die. seeing them all dropping like flies... ]

Naturally, I love this place, couldn't stay away.

[ it hurts to smile. ]

[sawedoff]

[yeah he's back too.]

[giving himself the what the fuck happened check over. roughs a hand through his hair and expects it to come away with dirt all up in it. this is like, some mystery spot bullshit without the benefit of not remembering]

[recurred]

[oh did you die, too? thats good for you]

[sawedoff]

[your utter indifference is duly noted]

[recurred]

[what utter indifference]

[punches him in the shoulder]

[dices]

[ did i die too or ]

[crotchbite]

[ doesn't move her neck for a second before touching it lightly. will it break if she moves?

turns her head.

guess not ] Peachy. [ looks around herself to check if there's any tentacly hair still clinging ]

[crossmyhearts]

[managed to not die. possibly. he can't exactly remember but he remembers the creepy ghosts at least.]

[his neck hurts, though. he rubs at it as he walks around looking for other people, raised from the dead or otherwise.]

[sawedoff]

You too huh?

[fancy meeting you here etc. look like you've seen better days. or maybe not]

[crossmyhearts]

[definitely seen better days.]

Yes... it depends on what you mean by 'too'. It seems I was misplaced for a while. Haven't seen anyone since we got here, well not besides the evil ghosty... things.

[sawedoff]

Yeah those evil ghosty things ended up doing most of us in. Take it you didn't survive the gauntlet?

[pushes a hand against his jaw while he talks to pop his neck, with a little displeased grunt. coming back from the dead sucks no matter what way you spin it]