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

[tellthestory]

Same difference. We need to know more about him - how he thinks, what he wants.

[fourbutts]

I guess? I want to do something so he stands out from the other whole entire fake deer the vending machine keeps putting out.

[tellthestory]

Wait, is that just something that happens now?

[tellthestory]

...yeah. Yeah, they probably should've.

[If her brother died in the woods, why would she go out there just...for fun?]

Maybe they were just scared. Because of what happened.

[tellthestory]

...yeah. Of course.

[He grins, relieved that he seems to have helped!]

I mean it. I don't know what we'd do without you, sometimes. Most everyone around here's pretty young or...inexperienced. [That's for him; even though he's an adult, what life experience does he really have? Salieri and Ben are the most qualified responsible adults around here, for sure.]

[fourbutts]

I've seen a couple around, yeah. They're not exactly easy to store.

[comeandfindme]

[ Frustrated, she closes one of the useless books she's been flipping through. ]

I know you're right, I just hate it.

[comeandfindme]

[ It's almost childishly that she grumbles: ]

Well— they didn't lose a brother.

[mayavericks]

[Maya looks a little skeptical but.]

If you insist.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

No - I mean, not really? Not right now. There's been women who served in the royal guard, but there's no one right now, and I'd really like to be one.

I just wish it took less time for my dad to come around to the idea.

[violentenvies]

There are certain melodies, and certain endings to things, that evoke in us a certain emotion.

For example, if I'm going to write something heroic or positive, it will certainly be in major: [he demonstrates as such, creating a sweeping melodic and harmonic line, grand]

Similarly, for comedies, it is also usually in major, but it tends to be lighter and moving, like laughter: [and he demonstrates again, a light, cheerful little line that skips and hops over itself like a child]

However, for sad or dramatic things, minor is the best option: [a third demonstration, this one long and lyrical]

Those are some of the main tools. There are many others; more specifics to this, in when to lean into the note and when to pull back, when to stop a piece altogether and soforth but from there it's a matter of using these tools to tell the story.

The story is paramount, and the music must support it.

[violentenvies]

Ah, yes, well, [he can't help but smile a little, as if embarrassed]

We all here can only do our best in these circumstances.

[violentenvies]

[sldkfhs Salieri can't help but huff out a small laugh at that] I'm afraid it's not nearly so exciting as the stories that you've told me. It's not as a result of heroic deeds or any such thing.

Simply, he commissioned an opera from me in a new, German Singspiel style, and it was a great success. He was so happy with it, that he gifted me this dagger as a token of his regard and our friendship.

[violentenvies]

No, I did not suspect you would. [he huffs] And neither will I, for that matter. I still do not trust his threats to even be completely genuine.

[violentenvies]

A Singspiel is a type of German plays or operas. They're a combination of the two, really, with both spoken word and song alternating. They're often more folk-like in style of music as well.

[violentenvies]

Wonderful. I sure you're busy with your party preparations now, however, perhaps you could show me a thing or two tomorrow?

[violentenvies]

I'm fine, yes. I simply...recognized the name, is all.

[violentenvies]

Wait just a moment--! [he's moving towards the SQUIP, attempting to possibly physically push it back]

You cannot just go about rifling into other people's things!

[violentenvies]

Of course. Shall we meet back here in ten minutes, maximum?

[violentenvies]

Oh? [hm???]

...perhaps...might it have something to do with the missing time some of us seem to have?

[employeeoftheyear]

Aww I'm not that busy, but I could show you at the party tomorrow! It'll give me plenty of time to get some songs ready to teach you!

[Thank god this thread is on Wednesday and not Thursday.]

[violentenvies]

[sometimes your player mixes up days-- but this would be so much more tragic if it were Thursday...]

I would appreciate that very much. I'll be sure to bring my ukulele to the party, then.

[employeeoftheyear]

Well I thought it was the least I could do! Besides it can never hurt to have leftovers! It gives me easy breakfast ideas for Friday if we do!

[He laughs. Truly this Friday will be smooth sailing.]

[employeeoftheyear]

Yeah! About Hester being right and that Bikini Bottom was gonna get destroyed by a volcano.

[He pauses nervously.]

W... was that something that really happened too, or...?

[mcfife]

[It's okay, there will still be enough leftovers for 17 people.]

Alright. What's left that you had planned? We'll start there and then work on the soup.