Week Two

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, no murder happened! Instead, a lot of students started work on Salieri's school play, which sounds pretty cool even though it's gonna be short, several people destroyed Bigfoot and got a few mysterious clues, and Orpheus started a fire in the kitchen! All in all, not a bad first week!

Though some people might have gone to talk to Hester, she hasn't made any more public announcements. There's some new papers posted up around the cafeteria, but it looks like it's just your upcoming lunch schedule. Seems like nothing's driving you towards Rule Five except, perhaps, all of the kidnapping and how criminally boring some of you are finding the school. Maybe the Balladeer is right, and you really can just wait this out? Only time will tell!]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( No new locations this week, since y'all haven't paid in blood! Hester's office hours are still open, as are regains! Make sure to complete your first activity check by Tuesday! ))

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THURSDAY

[stagemanagers]

[Once people start leaving their dorms Thursday morning they might want to be careful where they touch their doors, lest their hands come back red.

Or blue, or pink, or purple. It looks like sometime in the night someone snuck out to with some scrap wood from the scene shop and paint to make signs attached to the dormitory doors, each color matching the color-coded uniforms. The names read, in handwritten but fancy script: Rodgers, Ambassador, Broadhurst and Longacre.

Congratulations! You now know the names of your dorms.]

[mcfife]

[What the hell, the Ambassador name doesn't clear up anything.

That question will have to be answered later, as he has a lot of coins to exchange at the concessions stand. his haul is quite an impressive mix - clothing, food, more trinkets he can give away-]

Great Hoots! [Another pie is on fire! Angus quickly uncaps the water bottle and dumps in onto the fiery food. No one will burn tonight.

As his pile is unceremoniously moved into the cafeteria, Angus busies himself with his two new lizard friends and their home. A pet needs a proper home, one that comes with sand, rocks, and shelter. Angus has retried an entire head of lettuce, tearing it up and tossing the leaves into the terrarium.

In the afternoon, he returns to the Ambassador Dorm with a meat pie and a damp pie. Perhaps the green drink will take care of the taste.] I have received another gift of food. How about another small feast of camaraderie?

[He's also installing a terrarium in their dorm. These lizards are our lizards now.]

Cafeteria

[mayavericks]

[Maya is actually on her way for some tea, but.... A collection of papers near Angus draws her attention.]

Ah -- [She steps closer and, without asking, picks it up.] McFife-san, where did you find this?

Ambassador Dorm

[disharmonizes]

[Okay, he's absolutely rolling his eyes at the "feast of camaraderie" stuff, but the terrarium? Yeah, that's actually helpful.

He's just going to gently put Princess Celiztia in there. Don't mind him.]

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah's just passing through the cafeteria to get herself a new diet coke, when-- She stops in her tracks. She stares at Angus' pile. Then, acting on emotion alone--]

What the hell, dude?!

Ambassador Dorm

[tellthestory]

That sounds great!

[Though, for the moment, he is also putting a lizard into the terrarium!]

Pie for the ambassadors, huh?

cafeteria

[violentenvies]

[hello Angus and his new lizards. Salieri is pausing to observe for a moment, before he approaches, leaning in a little bit from the other side of the table to take a look]

That seems rather thorough.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Well, that's something! As before, Orpheus wakes up in Rodgers dorm at the crack of dawn, scoops the coins that have mysteriously appeared on his pillow into his pockets, picks up the guitar he stole from the band room, and heads out as quickly and quietly as he can to check on Eurydice. The signs do catch his attention, though, and he stops in the hallway to examine them briefly before deciding there are more important things to worry about.

After that it's off to the cafeteria. He doesn't like the vending machine - it scares him a little, and he's pretty sure most of the things the get out of it aren't very useful at best or actively dangerous at worst - but every now and then something familiar or that could help them comes out, and he feels he needs to take every opportunity to use it that he gets, just in case. So he loads the coins into the machine, and receives another fairly respectable pile of trash. Nothing he recognizes this time, but he'll take the ice cream and the bottle of wine with him, at least.

With that out of the way, he spends most of the day with Eurydice, as usual, though he splits off in the evening and heads to the band room with his notebook and pencil and guitar. Knowing what's coming, or what could be coming, he works on his song with renewed fervor, writing and rewriting lyrics steadily based on the advice he's received and his own intuition. It's a slow process, and a frustrating one, and he winds up scribbling out whole pages worth of work as he goes through the process over and over again. By the end of the evening, he's resting with his elbows on his knees and his face in his hands, looking dejected. ]

Something's still missing. It's not going to work like this. [ he mutters to himself, rubbing at his temples. It's late at night when he finally stumbles back to the dorms, collapsing on the bed still fully clothed and falling into a fitful sleep almost immediately.]

band room

[prophetpriestandking]

[Mumble's drawn in by the sound of song, and soon he's listening maybe a bit too close over his shoulder.]

Wow. [He comments, awe pretty apparent.] That's - that's beautiful.

[But his face falls, with confusion more than anything.]

...You're not happy with it?

cafeteria

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice follows Oprheus to the cafeteria, partially because she wants to make sure he doesn't get another cursed notebook and try to set the kitchen on fire, and partially because she doesn't want to be alone. After he claims his items, Eurydice deposits her coins into the machine and also receives a bunch of junk. This time, though, some of her junk is the same as Orpheus's.

The suitcase is useful, and the shoes will be good in a pinch, but Eurydice's focus falls on the impossibly green ice cream. ]

...What flavor do you think it is? [ Eurydice has really only run into chocolate, vanilla, of if she's in a really fancy place, strawberry. This is kind of bizarre, which means it's a halfway decent distraction from her otherwise constant dread. ]

hallway

[comeandfindme]

[ He may not linger long...but it's long enough for Peregrine to run into him, as she's also an early riser. ]

What? What's... [ Peregrine peers at the signs with a frown. ] ...Alright, good to know they really are listening to everything we say.

Band Room

[tellthestory]

[The Balladeer is, obviously, drawn by the sound of music. But even before he reaches the doorway, it's clearly just being played in stops and starts - he leans there for a moment, watching Orpheus cross something out.]

You're composing?

band room

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Cassandra drifts in the direction of the band room, drawn by the sway of slowly composed music within. Inside... Well, who knew that Orpheus had such a passion, besides for his wife, that is.

For a moment, she stands there, transfixed. Listening before she shakes herself out of it..]

Hard at work?

[employeeoftheyear]

[What a beautiful new day of trying not to let the fear of your friends getting killed get to you! After Spongebob's normal routine he decides to take his coins to the concession stand. As usual, he is ecstatic by every single item he gets (luckily no gun this time). He is especially charmed by the penguin doll and can be seen carrying around him most of the day.

And while he doesn't get any of his own personal regains, he does recognize one item.]

Oh wow! I finally have my old pants back!

[He slips on the cubed trousers and ... that... that is not what the pants looked like before. Spongebob does not seem to notice this.

Later on, you will find him in the Costume Room. He seems unusually concentrated right now, and appears to be bedazzling his second ukulele.

He is 100% going to move on to bedazzling a lot of other costumes after this, hope you guys like fake gems on your clothes.]

costume room

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice makes her way to the costume room later in the day, while Spongebob is busy with his bedazzling. She seems really focused about something and doesn't greet him on her way in, instead making a beeline to all the clothing that could pass as warm.

Eventually, she'll find a large, bedazzled coat and turn to Spongebob, holding it up. ]

Did you decorate this?

[ She doesn't seem mad, just curious. ]

Concession Stand

[defyingfrigidity]

[At this point, Elsa's found herself stopping and watching each time someone approaches the vending machine with those coins. She doesn't really have any kind of expectations, but it's.... oddly amusing, watching all of this stuff fall out of the machine. Sometimes a little nauseating, depending on some of the food that falls out, but mostly funny.

But then she notices the penguin doll. With a gasp, she rushes over.]

That- may I see that, please???

costume room

[disharmonizes]

This room is sparklier than I remember. [Glancing over at the obvious culprit.] I didn't even know we had one of those.

costume room

[comeandfindme]

[ So, since Peregrine has sworn off seeing Hester, she hasn't gotten the opportunity to get...like, anything washed. That means each afternoon she's back in the costume shop, looking for something she can use to work out. Usually it's not that difficult, but today... ]

What the...? [ Like, what she's holds up is already kinda garish, with that color of green, but it'd work....if it wasn't bedazzled to all hell. She turns to Spongebob, because it's not hard to determine the culprit. ] Did you do this?

Here comes a trom-body

[wanderlusttitania]

[At some point in the afternoon, there is a very loud C R A S H sound, and a scream, that comes from the merchandising booth.

There is a hand and foot here and there sticking out, and whoever it is under there is...well, buried.




And then to add insult to injury and possible death, the donut shoots out last, landing perfectly around their twitching foot like a ring toss.

It does look yummy, though.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[She just wanted to use her own handful of coins on the machine. Why is this happening-]

Again?

[This hall is getting awfully crowded. It's mess just to wade through far enough that Cass can start digging through the pile.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[By Cassandra's reasoning, it's been nearly two weeks since they showed up, and the bed Cassandra sleeps on in Longacre dorm isn't getting any more comfortable. So, as she rises, there's a mild amount of grumbling until she's on her feet, stretches and starts gathering the coins left on her bedside. She stops, briefly, only to inspect her right hand. If you've been close to her, you would have already seen it; scarred and burnt, slightly darkened up past her wrist. Anyone in her dorm will catch her flexing the fingers, watching it tense before she packs up and exists into the hallway.

...Huh. These signs definitely weren't there last night.

Well! Nothing to be done about it!

Onwards to the concession stand where Cassandra dutifully inserts all of her coins. And the output doesn't disappoint...]

No way!

[Cassandra's elated! She pulls a dagger from the pile of trinkets - sure, it's a little rusty, but nothing a good polish wouldn't fix! Except the weight is off. And the shine of the blade...

She presses her finger to the tip of the dagger and pushes it down into the handle with a loud squeak. Her disappointment when she sighs is palpable.]

Of course.

concession stand

[comeandfindme]

[ Drawn in by Cassandra's exclamation, Peregrine arrives just in time to hear the dagger squeak. ]

...Ohhh, wow, that's a dick move.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri once again sets about braving the vending machine. He does so slowly and cautiously, setting each item aside as it comes out before carefully putting in another coin. He stands comically half to the side of it as he does so, though perhaps his purpose becomes clear as the first trombone comes flying out, causing him to jump back with a startled yelp before stumbling a bit--and then sighing as he watches the other 75 start to pour out of the machine, safely out of the way]

Well, it was bound to happen at some point, I suppose.

[Once all the regains are...regained, he'll wind up in the cafeteria, sorting through all of the items and seems to be organizing them into different piles. Most are on the table, but there's a few things on the other seats, next to him, including a set of Barber's tools, a rope, and a green bottle.]

Cafeteria

[barberic]

[Benjamin comes in to get something to eat, and sees his good friend busy at work sorting out a million different items into orderly piles.]

Quite a bounty you've found, sir. All of this from the vending machine I've heard so much about?

Cafeteria

[sugarlumps]

Ugh, if they're gonna make a magic vending machine why bother putting so much junk in it?

[She's got her own haul, here.]