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It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains2021-05-31 11:43 am
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Week One

[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! ))
tailor_made: by my looks, he won't be blinded (and with all his Wizard wisdom)

[personal profile] tailor_made 2021-06-04 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, madame. [She reaches out and gently takes Sissi's hands, holding them between her own.] We didn't. We haven't done anything to change how you look.
wanderlusttitania: (what has haPpEnEd)

[personal profile] wanderlusttitania 2021-06-04 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
I-

[Suddenly, she feels it.

The world seems to grow dark. She can almost feel his presence descend.

Almost.

But he doesn't appear. No sign of him. His promise doesn't echo through the air, nor does his laughter. Instead, she finds herself trying to steady herself on something, anything.]

What...? No...I just married...

[Her heart is pounding. This can't be correct. It just cannot-]


I just got married...I was 17 when I fell asleep...how could-are you saying...!?

[She finally manages to hold a doorframe.]

How long did I sleep!?

[And then-]

♩ Sie feierten das Hochzeitsfest,
Dornröschen, nimm dich ja in acht!
Da kam die böse Fee herein,
Dornröschen, schlafe hundert Jahr...! ♩


A fairy tale made real... but was it I who slept through time...?