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! ))

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[samefacesyndrome]

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Me?

[alchemistake]

Of course you.

I've never met somebody who is interested in all of the same kinds of things that I am. I'd be lying to say we weren't friends!

1/fuck idk man u did this chi

[samefacesyndrome]

[samefacesyndrome]

[ Hey you know how you saw Rina's face get pink once before?

It's getting a lot redder now. To the point that she ends up hiding it in her hands. ]

OK DONE THAT'S ENOUGH

[samefacesyndrome]

[ And then she's reaching for one of her faces to put up and-- wouldn't you know it, it's one of the blushing ones for real this time (though not the REALLY blushy one so that's some saving grace). ]

Th-That... makes me r-really happy...!

I'm... really, really, REALLY happy that we're friends...!!

[mcfife]

In that case, we all should spar together. I promised a rematch after last week, and we all could practice our attack on The Wizard.

Pre mime

[employeeoftheyear]

[Spongebob wakes up with a good amount of determination. Everyone is sad from the motive but since his was old information he is feeling pretty good all things considered! So what better way to improve the mood than with a party!

Around the school early this morning, it will be absolutely covered in fliers, including one slipped under the Principal Office's door.]

Spongebob Squarepants's No Murder Party!

Have some fun with your friends to rub it in that jerk Wizard's face! It'll be a night of fun and games and absolutely no murder whatsoever!

Location: Library
Time: Thursday 6pm - whenever!
Who: Absolutely everyone!! Except the Wizard 😠

If you wanna help out with the party come to me (Spongebob) for any ideas/plans! Be there or be square!

[For the rest of the day you can see Spongebob bouncing between the kitchen and the scene room, making a frankly horrifying amount of snacks and decorations for the party. He almost looks uncharacteristically determined if he weren't also humming to himself with every task he did.]

Are you SURE thats enough-

[alchemistake]

[Oh.

Oh??? Oh cute???

Varian wasn't expecting such a strong reaction because, well...Rina doesn't exactly HAVE those, does she? She's always quiet and relatively blank-faced most of the time, so to see her blush red and look so surprised like that...even Varian doesn't know what to do.

He starts to stammer out a reply, but he can't quite manage anything in time for her to put up one of those papers to hide her face, quickly shucking a hand through his hair as if that will make him remember how to talk better.]

Oh, I- I'm- glad! I'm...really glad to hear that, Rina. I'm happy we're friends too.

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah fucking loves this.

Farrah doesn't seem to mind the mess, either. She reaches out to pet him with her clean hand while he's distracted, if he'll let her, then rips the remaining half of a pancake into halves again. Then, she offers him one of the quarters dipped into syrup, and munches on the other quarter of pancake herself.]

Gotta say. I see the cuteness.

Kitchen

[mcfife]

[Angus has his princely garb today, and he just wants to make a sandwich, but Spongebob threatens to bowl him over every time he approaches the fridge.]

Pardon me, Spongebob. [He slides in front of the fridge and pulls out a few sandwich ingredients.] Do you need help with all this you're making? It seems that you might tire yourself out.

library

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Discord had been... surprising Cassandra in the past few days. Sure, their first week or so here had been pretty antagonistic, to say the least - in a familiar way, no less.

Now? He's squatted in a corner of the library. Cassandra's been watching for the past five minutes. It's only now that she decides to speak up.]

Uh... What are you doing back there?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

She hated you enough to attack you with a knife?

But, at least you got away?

[voicerights]

Jeremy's safety, primarily.

[whatyouwant]

I have a feeling the Wizard picked our superlatives and, as we know, he's an asshole.

[Elle takes a tissue and twists it into a thin tip.]

Here, look up, I'll get your eyeliner. Though you know you really shouldn't sleep in makeup.

[voicerights]

[(￣ヘ￣)]

I am not. Is it mirroring my face? I am smiling.

[It Is Not.]

[voicerights]

Seeking root access. Administrator rights.

[...]

I am attempting to convince the computer that I am the boss of it and that it should tell me everything it knows.

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah's quiet. She's very quiet. Farrah's normally not quiet.]

[brokeforgood]

Ugh. I don't get what's with him. Giving Hester jewelry, then taunting a dead girl.

[Whatever. The makeups more pressing right now.]

Thanks. I normally don't-- but I wasn' really thinking straight, last night.

[whatyouwant]

[Elle gives a silent giggle at the lizards in hats and gives Bruiser the sign command to play nice before letting him sniff the reptiles.

She waves at Angus, motioning for him to take it slower on the wine. This shit is too good to chug.]

[mcfife]

Is he in immediate danger?

[comeandfindme]

[ When she first sees the cloak, she hides a small smile; she could probably make a warmer one from the deer skin, but this is nice, it's sweet.

Then she unfolds it and her mouth drops open. The bottom is beautiful, cute—but the deer's what really gets her. She runs her hand over it. She's yet to notice the friendship bracelet but don't worry, we'll get to that— ]

Connor... You didn't just get this from the vending machine, you made this.

[voicerights]

Based on the motive? It is possible. It would depend on whether or not the location pictured in my photograph would also take its population with it.

[mcfife]

[He might as well enjoy the food and company. After a small sip, he relaxes in his chair.

A shrug, and a hand held out at the room in general. What can you do about all this?]

[brokeforgood]

Oh yeah. Tons of them. You just kindof show up, and hear about other parties, and go to those parties, and then at those parties, you hear about more... But you might not actually be missing out. [She sits up straighter, then, turning to him with a knowing expression, like a wise older sibling instructing someone younger.]

[♫]I was hot
I went to parties a lot
Y'know?
I was riding in Lamborghinis
Sipping super-bad martinis
With kids whose dads own a yacht

[There's a quick pause, and she pats his hands.]

But I was depressed
Oh so completely obsessed
An unhappy beauty queen
Who dreamed to be a big cheerleada
I had such low self-esteem
I was a mess

[themuseabandonsyou]

I'm really glad to hear that! Both that you won't be turned to stone again and that you're not terrorizing everyone anymore. But what changed your mind?

[ In Orpheus's experience gods tend to be pretty stubborn about their respective vices. ]