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week 4
[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. ))
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.]
(( 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. ))
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Dad Mode Still Engaged.]
Let's go somewhere else, okay? Do you want to go to your room?
[Or- anywhere else.]
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Yeah. Okay. Okay, let's- yeah, that's better.
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pantsback pocket is out of view.]Good. We can get some fresh air- want to learn some constellations?
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Another nod. ]
You...said they weren't right, though.
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[He thinks]
What's your star sign? We'll see if we can find that one, next.
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Aries. It's... March 23rd.
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[He's tracing the sky as he 'searches', briefly 'drawing' out the wolf]
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I...think I see it. I've never...looked for constellations, though.
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Riley shakes her head. ] It's...not really fun alone. [ ...God, that sounds pathetic- ] And, um. ...Cairo's...not the outdoorsy-type.
[ She stiffens for a moment. Don't think about it don't think about it don't-- ]
What's that one? [ She nods at a collection of stars. Any collection of stars. ]
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...based on the placement of the others, I think that's the Cheerleader. [Said straight-faced.]
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The Peacocks are a team in New Jersey. [ ...of course she knows other schools' team mascots. ]
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Tell me you beat them?
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[ But. It actually gets her to focus on her breathing for a moment. ]
Don't worry about it. We're the worst team ever for a reason.
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...yeah, well, I never liked that one anyway.
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What’s...that one over there? [ If she keeps asking, she doesn’t have to think about the knife, after all. ]
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Hydrus- and Lyra, right out of season
Not that I'm really expecting a reason
But Orion's there, by Leo Minor-
[He leans in, not even noticing he's dropped in to rhythm]
Those are a few of my favorite stars
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You know you're singing, right?
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And his sword's made of nebulae, that's pretty hella
Most of others don't really have names-
and oh goddamn it not this again.
[Now he catches himself.]
Sorry.
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[ Another small laugh but it's more...wet. Riley settles her chin on her knees, eyes closing for a moment. ]
Storms in the evening and crisp early mornings;
Rainbows and hair bows and foretelling warnings;
Practices where everything goes okay.
That's what I think of to get through the day.
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Discarding the strangeness, taking a breath, and this time, just...letting the song flow.]
When the dog bites,
When the bee stings,
When I'm feeling sad...
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