The Graveyard of Lost Souls

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An eighteen year old boy stands at the bottom of a hill in the Graveyard. He wears a white lab coat, stained with something red-dye, blood, juice, hopefully juice, and is carrying a jar with a small wispy figure inside of it. His hair is brown, and it moves with the wind, and he wears a pair of foggy round glasses. He also wears a black cape that flutters wildly, and has a rat with reddish eyes perched on his shoulder. 

 *arch has the leader of the Soulhunters, we really need to get them on here*

 *Yes please! RP with mine for now? I’m thinking he’s some kind of scientist who captures souls to experiment on them and has no moral compass whatsoever.* 

 Fanny approaches the boy, “You’re one of them, aren’t you.”

 “One of the soul hunters? Yes. I am.” He smiles at her charmingly. “And you, my friend, would make an excellent edition to my collection. Don’t you agree, my dear?” He asks the jar in his hand. It bangs violently on the jar. 

 “Good luck fitting me in a jar, sweetheart,” Fanny says wryly, “As for you, I don’t like Soulhunters taking my charges.”

 “Ah, I’ll just have to find a bigger way to contain you. Know any souls big enough to fit in this jar?” He asks, showing her a large jar the size of his head. 

 “Love, I’m a Mourner and I’ve been here long enough that you won’t be able to just trap me. *arch has some fun conspiracies the Soulhunters believe about Fanny and the Graveyard* But, you think I’m going to let you, let alone help you, torture those I watch over?”

 “Torture? I’m just experimenting on them. After my successful experiment with controlling rats, I’ve decided that next I’ll control a more powerful force-ghosts.” 

 “If you’re looking for ghosts, you won’t find them here. We only have Souls, I don’t like ghosts, they’re annoying. Always mounting about one thing or another”

 “Souls, ghosts, same thing.” He says. *Sorry for making that mistake so many times.* “Both are excellent for science!” 

 “They’re really not. Souls are sentient beings with Tethers and more than one emotion, and ghosts are soggy little annoyances who yap on and on about their death. You can find some down the river, they’ll be happy to complain about something new.”

 “Look, the only thing I care about is science, and they both work for experimentation.” 

 “And yet one would assume a great scientist such as yourself would care for accuracy,” Fanny says, sarcastically. *I added a lore section to clear up the difference between Souls and ghosts, and I’m thinking of adding a conspiracies one for people to come up with*

 *cool!* 

“I do care for accuracy. I did a whole experiment on the two and their differences. They seem fairly similar.” 

 “You clearly need to redo your research, because I can assure you that is not at all accurate.” *please come up with whatever conspiracies you want, probably around Fanny and the Keeper*

 “Hmmmmmmmmmmm… tell me more. Maybe I should begin a new experiment, to test if my findings in the last one were correct.” 

 “Let me introduce myself. I’m Fanny, nice to meet you. I’m sure you’ve heard the rumors?”

 “The rumors about Souls?” He asks, politely using the right term. “Yes! I have. And I found some excellent specimens here before, so I figured I should come back.” 

 She smiles, sharp teeth sparkling in the light, “The rumors about me.” *Soulhunters speculate Fanny is actually an eldritch beast, that one was Grad’s i think* “And it sounds like you’ve been illegally poaching.”

 “It is perfectly legal. The government has made no rules around stealing Souls for scientific research.” 

 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

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 “Yes, Devin.” 

 "Cyvus. Cyvus Thornweaver."

 “You told me.” 

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 “Yes, Devin.” 

 "Cyvus. Cyvus Thornweaver."

 “You told me.” 

 "Right... Apologies."

 “That’s alright.” He floats up a bit, but his chains pull him down. 

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

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 “Yes, Devin.” 

 "Cyvus. Cyvus Thornweaver."

 “You told me.” 

 "Right... Apologies."

 “That’s alright.” He floats up a bit, but his chains pull him down. 

 "What.. just happened?"

 “My Tether is more physical than most of the other ghost’s Tethers here, so when I actively try to leave, it pulls me down.” 

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

 He scoffs. “Poisoned or drugged, probably. No thank you.” 

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

 He scoffs. “Poisoned or drugged, probably. No thank you.” 

 “And what reason would I have to harm you? I’m the hostess here, after all.”

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

 He scoffs. “Poisoned or drugged, probably. No thank you.” 

 “And what reason would I have to harm you? I’m the hostess here, after all.”

 “I want to harm your pet souls.” 

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

 He scoffs. “Poisoned or drugged, probably. No thank you.” 

 “And what reason would I have to harm you? I’m the hostess here, after all.”

 “I want to harm your pet souls.” 

 “They’re not pets, they’re independent beings who have thoughts. Maybe I should start experimenting on Soulhunters. See what happens.”

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

 He scoffs. “Poisoned or drugged, probably. No thank you.” 

 “And what reason would I have to harm you? I’m the hostess here, after all.”

 “I want to harm your pet souls.” 

 “They’re not pets, they’re independent beings who have thoughts. Maybe I should start experimenting on Soulhunters. See what happens.”

 “Soulhunters are people. Souls are dead. They have already had a life. I still have one.” 

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 “And yet this is my property, not yours, and I believe that makes it stealing to take anything from it”

 “What are you going to do, go up to court and tell them I stole your pet spirits? Like they’d believe you. Sides, I have the government on my side.” 

 Tendrils of the mist surrounding the Graveyard wrap around his limbs. “The only government in this place is the Keeper, as they govern this crossroad between life and death.”

 “And I govern the spirits that I experiment on. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m off to catch a few.” He puts the struggling spirit in the jar back in his pocket, and a banging noise is heard as the spirit tries to break free from the jar. 

 “Would you like a treat, m’dear? I’ve got a couple in the oven right now”

 He scoffs. “Poisoned or drugged, probably. No thank you.” 

 “And what reason would I have to harm you? I’m the hostess here, after all.”

 “I want to harm your pet souls.” 

 “They’re not pets, they’re independent beings who have thoughts. Maybe I should start experimenting on Soulhunters. See what happens.”

 “Soulhunters are people. Souls are dead. They have already had a life. I still have one.” 

 “We can change that for you. Souls are still people.”

Fyra is kneeling by a gravestone covered with flowers.