week 4

[stagemanagers]

[Another week, and two more dead. King Richard and Red are both gone, and once again, it was through nothing more than an accident in the heat of the moment. Maybe if you all stay calm and collected, nothing bad will happen again?

Well, maybe not.

When you wake on Sunday, you'll find that you've recovered another one of those memories - or had another dream, if you still wanna be in denial about it. The grounds remain as they are, but this time, the door blocking the stairwell has been unsealed. You can now venture up to the second floor! This is the second time that's happened; it's almost as if you get more space every time someone dies. Or maybe the whole place just seems quieter.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday


(( Welcome to Week 4! Please remember to submit your AC and your memory regains, as well as your coins! You can also still contact the Phantom. ))

Comments

[garbageface]

Please. Your skinny lab rat legs wouldn't be able to catch me.

[ Santana's smiling, too. Sometimes, she insults people because she hates them. Sometimes, they're out of respect. Stephen's just gotten a little taste of the latter.

She shrugs. ]

I mean, I don't really know any of you that well. And like, most of you are nerds and crybabies but -- [ she sighs. ] You people aren't completely awful.

[ there! she said it! she's used up her niceness allotment for the entire week, probably. ]

[37773972]

Try me, kiddo. I've been training with Riley. [A couple days of cardio isn't going to put you on par with a teenage cheerleader, Stephen. But- he tilts his head, acknowledgement of how much that has to be for her.]

So get to know us. How about I ask you a question, and you ask me one, too. We're allowed to pass, but we have to offer up something else, instead.

[That way, she has a way out if he touches something private - but so does he. And they can choose what they do or don't reveal. It seems safe to him, more or less.]

[garbageface]

Okay, first of all, if you call me “kiddo” again, I’m throwing you into the laundry machine and switching it on. Also, Riley’s nice. She’s probably going easy on you. You wanna get tough? You train the McKinley High Cheerios way.

[ Get to know him? You can just...get to know people? The whole thing seems awfully forced, but whatever, Santana’s got nothing to do. She’ll play along. ]

Alright, fire away.

[37773972]

You can try.

[...why is he uncertain of the result of that scuffle. But-] Maybe you can show me the Cheerios way, then, sometime. But first?

[He leans forwards]

What's your dream college?

[garbageface]

[ Dream college? Ugh, what is Stephen, a cop? Santana frowns. ]

I don't really want to go. Probably still will, 'cause I don't wanna end up destitute, or worse, stuck in Ohio, but I don't care about it. I'd rather make it big in New York.

[ since they're on the subject of school: ]

So, what, I ask one now? Alright, why science?

[ It's something that Brittany likes, but Santana's never really seen the appeal. She's not...completely uninterested, though. She'd learn for Brittany. ]

[37773972]

You can make it without it, but it's hard, nowadays. [Hard with it, but. He nods.]

I saw a movie when I was a kid- Powers of Ten- and thought it was the most amazing thing I'd ever seen. From there, I was pretty much lost.

[beat]

In space.

[HE'S FUNNY, LAUGH AT HIM or groan whichever. Either way-]

So you want to act, or something else?

[garbageface]

[ Santana picks option two and groans. Between the question about college and the lost in space jokes, this is probably the most dad-style interaction she’s had in a long time. Feels weird. ]

Close. Musical theater.

[ Uh oh! Has Santana admitted to being queer and a nerd in one conversation? Probably. After this, she’ll go combust. She makes sure to add, for good measure: ]

Not in like, a saccharine, pretentious high school nerd way, though.

[ she’s not rachel berry! enough about that: ]

So are you gonna try to actually go to space?

[ Ohio produces a lot of astronauts, so Santana figures it's not out of the realm of possibility. ]

[37773972]

[Stephen seems proud nonetheless, smiling a little. And at her clarification, he nods.] More Broadway star, I got you. [Idly, he wonders if all of them had some prior connection to music- to be fair, his is only loose, choir when he was a kid, but...]

Probably not. I'm happy just seeing what I can find out there, from the ground. [Also, he's afraid of flying. Please do not make him admit this.] If you could pick a play to star in, what would it be?