Week One

[stagemanagers]

[Yesterday, everyone woke up in a strange place and realized that they'd been kidnapped, and also that everyone else around them may or may not be kinnies? Wow, what a weird escalation of kin drama! Given what some people have seen of Spongebob's freaky arm thing, though, maybe it's not that at all?

Your Assistant Director, Hester, showed off her stuff and immediately had her life threatened by Lumpy Space Princess, who got her life threatened right back. Maybe you should keep that in mind if you decide to pay Hester any more visits! She won't be making another public appearance this week, but as promised, she'll be available for visits and consultation in the Principal's Office during business hours.

If you don't want to chat with Hester, there's always the school to explore! Some of you might also be receiving mysterious coins next to your bedside this week - those must be useful for something, right? There's lots to do, and you all seem like a group who can make your own fun, so enjoy your first week of school!]


Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday | Friday | Saturday


(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting regains for any threads that aren't with Hester. Remember, song threads mean an extra coin! This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

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[mayavericks]

[Under normal circumstances, Maya's dancing is done with a deep level of focus and composure. If she smiles, it's only because it's in the stage directions. Yet there's something about the sheer joy of the young man in front of her that reminds her of something. She remembers, dimly, the talk of brilliance and shine from her invitation to the Revues.

Perhaps this is what the Giraffe was talking about.

Regardless, she keeps the beat going, even after she passes Mumble's stopping point. By now she can feel the song in her chest, swelling out of her with all the passion of a true stage girl.]

I've got this feeling
That time's just holding me down
I'll hit the ceiling
Or else I'll tear up this town

[prophetpriestandking]

[As someone who's always been cast to the sidelines, Mumble's only ever had an idea of what it must be like to perform with someone else. It was always something unattainable; not for the likes of him.

And now, though he has every reason to, he doesn't even think about that at all. All that's there, and all that exists to him in this moment, is the song. He dances along with her. He doesn't know where the song is going, and only knows what to do next when it happens.

His feet hit the floor, building up to a point - and then, he stops with one sharp tap. Not because it's over, no. But something tells him to pause there.

Mumble looks expectantly to Maya. Take it away!]

[mayavericks]

[For the most part, Maya does what she can to keep up with Mumble's movements. For once, she doesn't want to steal the show, but simply share the stage. A life without dance, after all, is simply unfathomable. She can't imagine ever having danced alone.

When he looks to her, she simply nods.]

Now I gotta cut loose
Footloose
Kick off the Sunday shoes
Please, Louise
Pull me off of my knees

[prophetpriestandking]

[With Maya's continuation, Mumble kicks right back into it (somewhat literally), following along with her lead.

- No, that's not quite it.

Neither of them are following or leading, they're just...doing. Together, in tandem. Even if they're here by unfortunate circumstances, he's glad he's had this chance. It's not something he would've ever had at home.

And, with all the fun he's having, he can't even be sad about that.]