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Week Three

[Last week, some shit went down! Salieri's scene went off without a hitch, but the good mood didn't last. The first motive was a bit of a doozy, and yet it didn't even have anything to do with the eventual accidental death of Mumble Happyfeet! At least Sissi was already pretty much dating Death anyway, right? She's probably fine, wherever she is.

This week, new menus have been posted in the cafeteria. But, more importantly, it seems that other new information has emerged. Everyone wakes on Sunday with some new memories - or are they old ones? - floating around in their heads. Maybe there was something to your discussions of time travel after all. Maybe there was someting to the Wizard's knowledge of the future.

Regardless, you're still stuck in here. At least there's some new places to explore this week. Maybe you'll find something helpful.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))

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[It’s Wednesday! Welcome to this week’s school club!]

[Mime Club is meeting in the teacher’s lounge at noon! Anyone who shows up at that time will find that the entire room and everyone in it is suddenly in monochrome! Attractions here include:

- Delicious French refreshments! This mostly consists of a stellar bread and cheese platter, croissants, randomly placed baguettes, and some really good wine. It is much better than the vending machine wine.

- Berets! Also, tiny pet-sized berets!

- The Mimevert poster on one wall, overlooking you all. Suffer his presence.

Also, everyone here is now mute for the rest of Wednesday. Have fun miming everything! Maybe you can grab one of those wheely whiteboards from a classroom to write on.]

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[A ruined chamber, debris scattered everywhere. A woman knelt on the ground before her, duelist jacket knocked away. A sword in hand, familiar in more ways than one. And a voice, Maya’s own.

"A dream is not something you have, but something you assert. There is only one star shining at the top."

Maya wakes with a start in the Broadhurst dorm. She can almost taste her heartbeat in her throat. The dream itself isn’t particularly unnerving on its own, she had succeeded in her first challenge after all, and against the only person that had ever posed a challenge to Maya.]

Claudine.

[That, of course, was the problem. She recognized the longsword, particularly the orange jewel glittering in its pommel. She’d seen it in a photo here since arriving, after all.

Regardless of what is said within her dorm, Maya eventually makes her way through the school. Her intentions are the same as always -- practice in the dance studio. But the new wing of the school draws her attention instead.

She finds herself in the library, wandering through the shelves of books. Many of them are unfamiliar, but… She finds a few nonfiction titles that draw her interest. She settles at a small table eventually, books about giraffes, about sword fighting, and even books about anatomy laid out in front of her.

Eventually, she makes her way to the nurse’s office. Really, she’s just shuffling through the shelves and taking stock. She snatches a role of ACE bandages for later, just in case. She also finds a roll of athletic tape and takes that with her as well.

With that, it’s back to her routine. She heads to the dance studio as usual. This time, her sword hand seems to be wrapped. Less callouses, please!]

[Sunday starts with a scream. Farrah wakes up screaming on the top of her lungs, and before anyone in Longacre has the chance to catch on her, she's lept from the top bunk like a manic, and sprinted out of the room. And she runs, continuing to scream, until she collapses in the choir room, hand pressed to her chest. For those of you who remember the photo, she's covering the places that were most bloody. She's barely taken time to regain her breath, when she starts shrieking again-- words this time.]

That fucking bitch! That completely psychopathic walking college admissions essay of a BITCH! [At least these screams sound angry, now, instead of pained-- but maybe someone should calm her down before she wrecks the place.]

[After all of... that, Farrah's still a little hungover. It's like Hester left the Nurse's Office there just for her. She can be found either pouring herself out painkillers to take with the water, or just weakly groaning while she lays on one of the beds behind the curtain]

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["Even if the flower is here...I don't think we can just ask my dad to hand it over..."

"Oh I know we can't. Which is why we have to steal it."

Varian wakes with a start, his heart hammering in his chest so hard that he can't breathe when he first wakes up. It doesn't matter if anyone else is awake or not, but at least Varian woke silently. That was...Rapunzel, wasn't it? She had been apologizing to Varian, profusely, about how he'd only come to her for help but...

What was she talking about?

"You did what you had to, but you can help me now."

He doesn't know why that instills such dread in him, and it's even worse not understanding why he would have...

He can't stay in the dorm. He leaves as soon as he's collected himself with Ruddiger at his side, though he's more...wandering aimless than actually walking with purpose. It means that he finds the new school wing largely on accident, the now-opened area an immediate curiosity. He knew there was more.

There are a lot of places Varian can and will visit this week, but all of Sunday's attention is commanded by the newly revealed Auto Shop. He's never seen a garage this big, much less the machines kept inside. He never was given a proper explanation of a car, but that doesn't matter; hopefully nobody objects to Varian immediately setting to tinkering with it, because thats what he's going to do. He doesn't want to think about that dream....that memory right now. He doesn't want to think about anything. He just wants to figure out how this car works.

Maybe with enough self-teaching, he can figure out how to get it running. For now, it's a lot of trying to understand it's mechanics.

But that also means, well...Varian at some point during the day is going to be in a something of a hurry to get to the Nurse's Office. HE'S FINE HE'S JUST BLEEDING A LITTLE, JUST A LITTLE, and he's trying to get in there quick because he doesn't want to alarm anybody. For the most part, it looks like the skin between his thumb and index finger on his left hand got caught in something up underneath that car because you know, the best way to learn about a thing is to take off your gloves and just jam your extremeties up into its guts to see what's in there, right?

He might not have thought this through, does anyone have a bandaid.]

[well THAT is more than enough to get Salieri's attention. He'd been in the band room, and has been since he woke up that morning at sunrise. When the screaming started, it'd been more than enough to, quite frankly, scare the daylights out of him, causing him to startle badly, sending papers flying every which way. They join the papers that had already been on the ground, tossed aside in his own frustration, and they somewhat cushion his fall as he topples backwards off the piano bench.

Salieri lays there for a moment, staring at the ceiling, a little dazed--before he shakes his head, pulling himself together enough to climb to his feet, stumbling for the door. He steps outside the door frame just in time to see Farrah run into the choir room from the hall, screaming. Salieri moves, immediately going to go after her, any newly acquired memories of his own temporarily pushed to the back of his mind as worry for her welfare replaces it.

He gets to the choir room just as her screams transition from fear into anger.]

Farrah?!

[he's quickly moving into the room and over to her] Farrah, what's happened--?

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[Farrah shrieks when another figure enters the room, and she's got a chair halfway off the ground before she realizes it's Salieri, and thankfully, she doesn't chuck a plastic chair at him-- just throws it aside with another shriek.]

That bitch! The fucking-- BITCH!

[Salieri blinks, nearly freezing when she hefts the chair and watches her throw it aside, eyes darting after it--but then his attention immediately back on her, braving the wrath of another chair as he gets closer. The language is...well, it sure is, but that's not important right now]

Who, precisely? [he takes a couple more steps towards her, a bit cautious]

[When Spongebob wakes up in the morning in the Rodger's Dorm, he is unusually chipper. Like nothing that happened yesterday actually happened. Sure, he seems a little confused, but doesn't he always?]

... Huh! I had the weirdest dream last night where I saw Mumble's dead body and we all had to kill Sissi because she accidentally assisted in his death.

[Pause.]

And then I had a dream that Hester's motive was right and that my town was gonna get destroyed by a volcano. Weird, huh?

[Who's gonna tell him.

After his inevitable screaming session, he decides that he should still actually, you know, face the day. He had intention to make everyone breakfast like normal. But then he sees that the West Hall is now open.

... Well... no one will miss him if he's only a few seconds late, right? Especially when he's doing some investigation.

Unfortunately for everyone, he is a lot more than a few seconds late, as the moment he finds the Library he instantly falls in love with the place. After going to the Lounge for some snacks and tea he finds a cozy spot to read a stack of books he's found in the library, mostly fiction and comic books.

He does eventually notice the videos and decides to root through them all, playing just about anything interesting he finds. Regardless of what he does find, he's gonna settle down into a nice Magic School Bus marathon. So feel free to join him and learn about science!]

Riley fucking Williams! She fucking did it! She came in and--- [Farrah shrieks again, shoving the nearest row of chairs clear off the raisers. She's at least keeping her destruction in the opposite direction of him? She doesn't want to hurt him. She just wants to destroy everything]

Fucking stabbed me! Again-- and again, and---

[Maya's here, taking stock of equipment and --]

Varian-san?

[She very nearly drops the medication she's holding, surprised as she is to see that blood on his hands. Maya's usually composed, but after what happened on Friday --

No. She can't lose her head. She's already reaching for some gauze, disinfectant, and other supplies.]

Sit down and let me see.

[Maya's on her way to investigate the new hall when.

God. Why is there screaming, and why is it coming from the choir room? Is nothing sacred?]

Farrah-san?!

[Maya bursts in, sword in hand which is... Probably not great all things considered but. She's ready to fend off an attacker at this point.]

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[Oh, god, there's been a serious struggle in here between Farrah and---- .... Farrah and the choir room, apparently. She slams her body backwards into the wall, as soon as Maya and Maya's sword enter the room.]

Put that fucking thing the fuck away!

[Maya is surprised enough by the outburst that... she almost doesn't understand at first. It takes a few seconds to put the pieces together but -- Oh.

Yeah she probably should have figured that out sooner.]

It's dull. [She lifts the blade up and pushes it against her own palm. No trouble there! Nevertheless, she sets it beside the door and... steps further in with her hands up.]

I'm sorry. I did not mean to startle you.

[Farrah's walking through the library once she feels a little better, when she spots Spongebob with the magic schoolbus--- and she immediately turns on her heel and leaves.

She comes back five minutes later with her blanket from her bed worn over her head like a cool cloak, clutching both her pillow, and one she's snagged from the nurse's office. And she gets real comfy on the floor.]

Please tell me this is the episode where they go into the kids nose like a giant yellow flying booger.

[Likely after Varian's exhausted himself with the auto shop is when he'll wander through the rest of the new wing, coming up on a Library of a scope he's never seen before. He knows the castle must have a huge library, but obviously he's not at liberty to have free access to it unless there's a good reason...and since everyone here is confirmed from different time periods at this point, he can't help but wonder what kinds of books are available on hand.

Before he can get distracted looking up things for his own purposes, he happens to notice Maya sitting at one of the tables. He approaches (sans Ruddiger since he wanted to nap), taking a seat at the table just as he catches what it is she's looking at.]

...You like giraffes?

[Oh hey, guess who else is in here? Not for being hungover reasons, but because it was only a matter of time before he mildly injured himself. It's fine, Maya helped him, but he's been charged to stay here for a bit to make sure he's alright before he heads out. It's just a cut so he isn't sure what the big deal is, but...maybe it's for the best, given what happened yesterday.

The groaning, therefore, is difficult for him to miss.]

Um...hello?

[Maya glances up at Varian's approach, but doesn't say anything right away. She's currently flipping through the book, looking for... anything. Really, it's unsurprising that the book would have literally nothing about supernatural giraffes but...

She shakes her head.]

Not quite. [Her smile looks almost rueful.] But... I think if I tried to explain it, you would think me crazy.

[Varian had been looking at some of the volumes in the Library, making mental notes on some things he might want to take for himself for a bit for evening reading when he isn't overloading himself on work. He hears the sound of someone talking past one of the shelves, though, and...it doesn't sound like any voice he recognizes, which is alarming for more than one reason.

He's quick to come skidding into view, only to see Spongebob sitting in on eof the corners watching the Magic School Bus. And while that on it's own should pique Varian's interest, it's what he's seeing in general that's left him speechless.]

What...is that?

I don't care if it's a fuckin butter knife, get it away-- I'm not getting stabbed again! [Farrah starts breathing again as soon as it's set down though, and she sinks down onto the risers.]

Sorry. Fuck.

[Fair and valid, Farrah. Butterknives are dangerous, especially in WATT.

Maya shakes her head as she sits down a few feet from Farrah.]

You don't need to apologize. You are on edge. It is to be expected. I should have known better, all things considered.

[The groaning continues. Like, maybe there's a zombie behind the curtain? There's some shuffling about, then Farrah throws back the curtain, and emerges bundled tightly in a bedsheet, squinting at Varian.]

Oh. Hey.

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Week Three

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Gee Varian how come you get TWO Maya threads | Library

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