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! ))

Comments

Lobby

[tellthestory]

[The Balladeer stands there for a moment, watching, before he speaks up.]

Maybe you're pushing it a little too hard? When I did it, I just sort of...did it. I didn't even think it would work, honestly.

[disharmonizes]

[He stops, immediately, definitely with a brief look like he's been caught. Before he just looks annoyed, instead.]

I want to go on the record when I say I did not ask for advice.

...What is it you even do, anyway?

[tellthestory]

Just changing the narrative a little.

[And yeah, you didn't ask, he offered.]

I never used to even try, but it seems like I can do a lot of little stuff.

[disharmonizes]

Yes, okay, but that's so vague. What does that look like?

[tellthestory]

Whatever it needs to.

[Is that vague? Yes!!!]

I usually just use it for - you know, grabbing props I need, that sort of thing.

[disharmonizes]

[He thinks about that one for a second. Considers it.

That sounds almost familiar.]

...Oh, I see now. No, that does make some amount of sense, I suppose. In a very nonsensical way, of course, thankfully.

[tellthestory]

Yeah, it wouldn't work at all if we were somewhere with full realism. But I never really have been.

[disharmonizes]

I don't even want to imagine how boring a place like that would have to be.

[tellthestory]

Yeah, probably. My show would've been a lot worse, anyway.

[disharmonizes]

What was it even about? Anything good or more a "two and a half stars which we all know is as bad as one but we're being polite" situation?

[tellthestory]

Entitled nutjobs with guns, mostly.

[disharmonizes]

Well, that must've went off with a bang.

[tellthestory]

Ha! People got mad, actually, you probably would have liked that.

[disharmonizes]

Oh, I do love some good outrage, it's always so hilarious. Nothing like it to spread some discord around!

[tellthestory]

[He chuckles.]

There's worse things, than being from a controversial piece of art. At least that means it's about something, right?

[disharmonizes]

Much better than being from something boring. It could be about taxes or watching paint dry, instead. Exciting.

[tellthestory]

Now that's probably some kind of performance art piece. Sit and watch paint dry in a museum somewhere.

[disharmonizes]

Oh, it could be a whole thing. Competitive paint drying, cheer on your favorite color.