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

[brokeforgood]

Oh, yeah. I was a big fan, back in the day. A little chipper for my tastes, but the way he pissed off authority? Loved it.

[tellthestory]

Never seen it. Sounds fun, though!

[Look, he's not about literally shooting presidents, but that doesn't mean he's all about The Man. There's a lot of middle ground in there!]

How's the sponge thing work? Like... [He gestures, but can't seem to figure out how to phrase "what does a walking talking sea sponge even look like"]

[brokeforgood]

[Honestly, Farrah would probably be down with shooting the pres, but she's from 2019. There was a lot of that at the time.]

I don't know, it's weird, he's like... shaped like a kitchen sponge. And he lives in a pineapple. And has a pet snail.

[tellthestory]

[Assassins wasn't really written with the 2016 election in mind, but also damn if that shit ain't topical.]

Okay. That's a lot.

[Weird, but if he requests an explanation for everything weird, they're gonna be here forever. Some things are just Like That, he knows.]

Well, he is adjusting great, then.

[brokeforgood]

He passed my tests. He makes pretty dope eggs. [She shrugs. She's trying not to think about it too hard. It's hard, without the alcohol to cloud her mind but. She's trying.]

What's your deal, anyway? What are you doing here?

[tellthestory]

I don't know. Doesn't seem like there's a real point to it.

[Unless you mean, like, "why are you here in the lobby at this moment"]

[brokeforgood]

You sure? You didn't piss anyone off who thought you might need to be fixed? [That's Farrah's theory about this place, at least.]

[tellthestory]

A...lot of people, actually.

[He hadn't thought about that at all, thanks!]

But this doesn't really seem like their style.

[brokeforgood]

Hmmm. You do look a little old for juvie. But-- I wouldn't worry about it. It could be worse, right?

[tellthestory]

[The Balladeer chuckles.]

Ohhhhh, yes. I'm from worse than this! I mean, there's nothing saying anyone has to do anything - we can all just wait around here until people get bored and leave.

[brokeforgood]

So we just have to keep on being boring? I can cope with that. [She offers him an offensively neon sour gummy worm.]

[tellthestory]

[He grins and accepts the worm.]

As boring as possible. Maybe we should all just lay around on the ground all day.