Week Three

[stagemanagers]

[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! ))

Comments

[mcfife]

I will be witness to this and ensure the bombing goes safely!

[He's so responsible.]

[alchemistake]

[Varian blinks owlishly.]

I had...assumed it was possibly some kind of fuel sorce- [Cause you know, car.] -but does it...explode?

[violentenvies]

Absolutely not.

[YOU ARE A MENACE]

[comeandfindme]

It's not just both of you, okay?

[disharmonizes]

I'm being supportive. Maybe you should take some notes!

[mayavericks]

Angus! You are an adult! Please do not encourage them!

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Hey, I've got your back, Varian. [She says, somehow without wincing.] If you're making something that's meant to blow up, there's no way it could fail, right?

[yourattention]

Oh, hell yeah.

[He looks genuinely excited for a moment.]

[violentenvies]

I got that impression of Mademoiselle Hester also. At this point, she seems to be little more than a messenger, and far out of her depth. Additionally, she's rather young. She told me that she is not yet of drinking age, though I'm not entirely sure what age range that would entail.

Rodgers Dorm

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus is already up, per usual, and looks away from the window where he'd been staring out at the neighboring building and watches Elsa as she jolts awake. ]

Elsa? Are you all right?

[yourattention]

Searched the entire kitchen on one of the first few days. Super weird because it's new and all the shit in there's unbranded. Like, not even weird Chinese bootleg names.

[mcfife]

We need weapons to fight The Wizard. Varian needs all the help he can get. I've had some experience in explosive handling. [Not handling the bomb himself, but. Watching other people work with bombs.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Muffled:] You could say that.

[She breaks out of her hold on herself, looking up at Janis.]

I don't even know what it means.

[brokeforgood]

[She's just grinning at him. That's one point for Farrah.]

[yourattention]

[real quietly:]

Yeah. Figured out where those missing two years went.

[brokeforgood]

It makes big fires! [...is the common factor between these two just.... fire?]

[yourattention]

Has to be that she's not 21. So, 20?

[violentenvies]

[alsdkfhsldhfs]

Very funny.

[DRY AS A DESERT]

[brokeforgood]

She seems to care a lot about him. Or... did, at least, before everything that happened the other day. She has a lot of good things to say about him. [Oh. Is Farrah responding to something seriously?]

I don't want to share everything she said to me, but-- I think she knows what it's like, to feel lonely, for a long time. And The Wizard... cared?

[mayavericks]

We are not building explosives!

[alchemistake]

...huh.

I mean, that's a start!

[It's not where you SHOULD start]

[violentenvies]

I'm not saying no. I'm just saying to do whatever they're going to do safely, and that does not involve marshmallows!

[disharmonizes]

Of course not. Varian is.

I'm sure you'll have nothing to do with it.

[disharmonizes]

There's going to be fire and explosions, don't be such a stick in the mud.

[violentenvies]

Twenty. That is rather young. [a frown] Not younger than several here, obviously, but certainly younger than I first suspected.