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! ))

Comments

[mayavericks]

Don't count on it, Discord-san.

[She shifts, directing him in a sudden twirl.]

While my performances are always great, I have no intention of falling short of the mark. Ever.

[disharmonizes]

At least you're not lacking in confidence. Well.

[He grins as he closes back in after that twirl.]

We'll just see about that.

[mayavericks]

I do so look forward to proving you wrong.

[disharmonizes]

So we both have things to be excited for! Everyone wins.

Right up until someone doesn't.

[mayavericks]

I hope you enjoy failing then, Discord-san.

[disharmonizes]

Race you down to the sudden stop at the end.

[mayavericks]

No matter what kind of cliched game it is, I'll play until the end
But I won't be satisfied with a scenario by a third-rate writer

[She gives a little bow and releases the creature. She turns on her heel toward the door.]

Until then, Discord-san.

[disharmonizes]

[Honestly? This response is absolutely delightful. He couldn't ask for anything better and it makes him feel much better after that brief... slip there, earlier.

Not that she got to him. Or anything like that.]

Looking forward to it.