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!]


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(( 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! ))

Comments

[mayavericks]

It seems boring, is all. Predictable.

But, I suppose if that's your style... [She shrugs!]

[disharmonizes]

Predictable?!

[he looks SO affronted]

[mayavericks]

Of course. It's like performing the same play again and again. If you follow all the same stage directions, hit your notes like your predecessor, you bring nothing new to the table. No one has any reason to pay attention to you.

1/2 - i had to open photoshop up to make a new icon just for this

[disharmonizes]

[Discord's eye twitches briefly and oh that got to him. The Lord of Chaos found dead in the choir room.

This stings so much more than being petrified.]

2/2

[disharmonizes]

Y-Yes, well. That's one way of looking at things.

I guess.

[He maybe slides down in his seat a little.]

[mayavericks]

[She hums to herself as she turns her back, moving into her next routine. There's probably a mischievous twinkle in her eye, though.]

[disharmonizes]

[He's not entirely sure if he's impressed or extremely pissed.]

Well played, I suppose.

[Both? It's kind of both.]

[mayavericks]

[Even though her back is turned to him, it's pretty obvious that she smirks, considering her reflection in the mirror.]

So, are you going to continue to make commentary about my work? Or will you be joining me?

[disharmonizes]

Do I look like the performing type to you?

[mayavericks]

You do seem prone to dramatics, at least.

[disharmonizes]

...Well, you do have me there.

[He can admit that much.

And he'll just wander over, leaning a little onto the piano.]

I suppose we don't really have anything better to do here.

[mayavericks]

I'm glad you agree.

And since you're here, you can be my partner for these next steps. We were working on our waltzes before I was forcibly torn away from my home, you see.

[disharmonizes]

[uuuuuuuuuuuugh]

Fine, at this point, why not. [This may as well happen.] Let's go ahead and get it over with, then.

[mayavericks]

Wonderful. I hope you don't mind that I'll be taking the lead, then.

[She holds one hand up, while motioning Discord closer with the other.]

[disharmonizes]

Who am I to stand in the way of you having full control. Very well.

[This is the weirdest day, but he'll move closer. Waltzing. Right. Well, it's been a thousand years since he's danced anything of the sort, but on the other claw, he sure has seen plenty of ponies dancing in that time. Wrong number of legs, but it shouldn't be too hard to adjust. Probably.

...He's not thrilled about following someone else's lead, but that ship has clearly sailed.]

[mayavericks]

[Once she's certain he's settled, Maya coaxes Discord backward. It's a simple box step for now, at least.]

Much better, don't you think?

[disharmonizes]

Nothing too exciting, but perfectly serviceable, sure.

You do this sort of thing a lot.

[Not a question, because it's pretty obvious.]

[mayavericks]

For all your displeasure, I assumed you weren't familiar. I can always take things up a notch.

[She doesn't grin, but she's certainly preening.]

I do. I am enrolled in an academy for some of the best dancers in Japan.

[disharmonizes]

I'm plenty familiar. I've been around long enough to be.

[Live long enough and you pick up a lot.]

Oh, so I was right about the overachiever part.

[mayavericks]

I recall your age being unspecified in our Yearbooks. I can only imagine what that could mean.

[Maya grins, expression sharp as she abruptly twist Discord into a dip.]

I was born with talent in my blood, and I have worked to hone that talent every day of my life. If that makes me an overachiever, so be it.

[disharmonizes]

It means I'm old enough that even I couldn't give you a number, to be honest. I've been around for several millennia.

[He blinks a little at that dip, but he'll lean back slightly, draping dramatically. May as well lean into it.]

Yes, well. Good luck with that. I'm sure it will work out great and never blow up in your face.

[mayavericks]

Incredible. And I poked fun of Barker-san for his age.

[She's impressed that Discord is at least jiving with this whole thing. So much for being the worst.]

You seem oddly confident that it will. Why is that?

[disharmonizes]

Even the oldest mortal is still just a mortal. I'm on a whole different level.

[Not that he's bragging. But like. Yeah he is.]

I know perfectionist types. They're always so tightly wound, they're bound to snap sooner or later.

[mayavericks]

Well, I'll be careful to not bend you too far, lest I break some ancient bones.

[Her smile sharpens.]

I imagine that concept makes you nervous, then? Someone so tightly wound, trapped in a place such as this?

[disharmonizes]

Nervous? Oh, no. I'm rather excited to watch that inevitable implosion.

I'm sure it will be very dramatic. The sort of thing you just need popcorn for.