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

[alchemistake]

Huh? Well, no, but...

[He's gotten real damn close. If Eugene hadn't been so emphatic about how dangerous those boilers he'd been working on were...]

[employeeoftheyear]

Maybe if we build some kinda armor in case we do have to go back into that terrible room again, we can throw a bomb at him!

[mayavericks]

Then perhaps you should be the one to do this work?

[disharmonizes]

Then there's nothing to worry about. Especially not if you have a little extra supervision, just in case, hm?

[yourattention]

Amazing how things like that work. [pause.] Aw, shit. You're the one from that Brony song everyone's always playing.

[things i regret typing in this game: kinnie, brony, amanda komaeda.]

[disharmonizes]

You say that like anyone here actually trusts me to be involved in any part of this.

[themuseabandonsyou]

I know a few things about preserving fruits and meat, too, so we can stretch things that way, too. And we've got the library now, so maybe we can look up more than what we already know on that front?

[yourattention]

.... You know what? That's the most inspiring shit someone's said to me recently.

[violentenvies]

[that'll garner a frown out of him as he glances sideways at Connor at that]

I...would've thought I would say the same. However... [he trails off a bit, looking slightly troubled]

...I went to see her that evening nearing the end of the gathering. Though during the trial she was clearly distressed and upset, when I visited her she seemed calm. Eerily so.

She still looked distressed in terms of her dress and make up, but she herself seemed unaffected.

[employeeoftheyear]

I haven't looked through a whole lotta stuff, but now that you mention it.

Should... should we be split up so often? With people dying I think we should start sticking together! Safety in numbers, right?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[WELL.... that's ominous!]

Maybe she's good at hiding her true feelings?

[violentenvies]

No, she isn't. [he says that with absolute certainty.]

[yourattention]

......... Okay, so brainwashed through magic means and not just regular cult shit. Good to know? [He seems distressed about this.] Hey, are we sure Hester's, like, a real person?

[mayavericks]

You may be an inconvenience, but you seemed just as impacted as the rest of us did on Friday.

[violentenvies]

...agreed. [because yeah, he certainly observed that also] As loathe as I might be to involve you in this, Mademoiselle Maya has a point. I don't believe you actually want anyone dead.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus, who'd been busy trying to remember the recipe and steps for making pemmican, only comes back to the present after this discussion has been going on for some time. He blinks, confused as he tries to catch up, then adds; ]

Wait, wait. Even if no one gets hurt in the explosion - if it doesn't work, the Wizard might retaliate somehow, like he did when someone tried to attack Hester. There might not be a rule specifically against it like there is with attacking the faculty, but... Are we sure enough that it could work that it's worth it?

[employeeoftheyear]

She seemed pretty upset at the trial, right? I can't imagine she'd be able to bounce back like that.

1/2

[disharmonizes]

Yes, well, I--

[he really wants to offer up some sort of protest here because this sounds like he's meant to be

good or helpful or

...]

[whatyouwant]

Soooo we've found camera's pretty much everywhere, right? Would it be a good idea to find somewhere else to have meetings from now on? I think we figured out there aren't any cameras in the bathrooms.

[The small dog on her lap yips. It seems he agrees.]

[violentenvies]

I...not entirely.

Are you suggesting she's more like the Balladeer?

2/2

[disharmonizes]

...No.

No, I don't want that.

[He looks a weird mix of dejected, annoyed, and resigned.]

[employeeoftheyear]

Well he can't do anything to us if we try, right? It would just be bullying if he punished us for a rule he didn't make!

[Check and mate.]

[violentenvies]

[hm???]

Cameras?

[he does not know what that is]

[alchemistake]

[...oh. Orpheus...makes a good point, actually.]

I...hadn't thought about that. He hasn't stopped what we've done so far, but...I don't know what he'd do about an actual explosion.

[yourattention]

Uh, well. Maybe that too but I was thinking more like. A robot. A computer in human form. You know. Hashtag just regular murder school things.