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

[mayavericks]

Have we even been able to damage the doors or windows? If we cannot so much as manage to scratch the paint with any of the tools here, why are we so certain that explosives will do anything?

[disharmonizes]

Oh, I'm not certain about it at all. I expect that we'll be right back to square one after the explosion. But at least we'll know and have tried that.

I actually wonder, really, just what the limit is...

[......]

And, yes, also I would love the chaos of it, of course. The non-fatal kind.

[mayavericks]

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

[disharmonizes]

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

[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.

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

...]

2/2

[disharmonizes]

...No.

No, I don't want that.

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

[mayavericks]

Then please. I am not expecting cooperation but... Do not unnecessarily endanger lives for your games. If you can do that, then...

You are allowed to mock Salieri-sensei and I freely.

1/3

[violentenvies]

[MAYA

WHY????]

2/3

[violentenvies]

[But then again....who knows what games Discord would play, honestly, and if this can curb that....]

3/3

[violentenvies]

[after a moment of resigning himself to this, he heaves a beleaguered sigh]

...yes, alright.

[disharmonizes]

...Any chance I could get that in writing?

[mayavericks]

Find me a piece of paper and I will draft a contract, post-haste.

[disharmonizes]

[immediately slams down a piece of paper onto the table]

[violentenvies]

[He has such uncomfortable feelings abt this contract but...he trusts you, Maya. Please let him be able to argue back at least....just a little...]

[mayavericks]

[Welp. Guess Maya's sitting down to write!]

Tendo Maya and Antonio Salieri (henceforth known as Party A), do swear to allow one Discord Discord (Party B) full reign of terror on our wellbeing. In exchange, Party B must limit all other forms of chaos-causing and mischief making in the presence of others. Additionally, while Party A must bear the burden of being mischief-made, they have the authorization to verbally object, protest, or return fire, so long as Party B is not inhibited from their legal right to cause chaos.

Should this contract be voided in any way, the maligned party will have absolute authority to punish the offender in full, provided said punishment does not include extreme injury and/or murder.

[Maya holds the contract out for both men, brows lifted.]

[violentenvies]

[Salieri is going to read over that. He has no idea of the full scope of what he's signing up for when it comes to Discord, but...well. At least he will have some form of defense in his wit, and it's served him well for this long.

And furthermore, it's Maya's idea. It's a well-written contract, and she's an incredibly intelligent, clever young lady.

After a moment, he takes a breath in and lets it out]

That is acceptable.

[disharmonizes]

[Hang on, let him just read through this. He's not going to sign without giving it a careful look through, obviously.]

My, one would think you've written a contract like this before.

Though it is a little broad. Plenty of my chaos and mischief is perfectly harmless, I'll have you know. Maybe we should specify harmful chaos.

...Potentially lethal, perhaps.

[sir you can't keep adjusting up]

[mayavericks]

[She squints at him for just a moment, but...

Quickly crosses out all forms of chaos. It's replaced with harmful chaos.]

No physical injuries of any kind, Discord.

Acceptable?

[disharmonizes]

[He can work with this.]

More than acceptable, yes.

[mayavericks]

Woods-san? Do you see any potential problems in this contract? Is it fair to both parties?

[whatyouwant]

I'm training to be a lawyer. I can, I don't know, make it official or something?

[mayavericks]

Will you... notarize it then? Sign it so that it's official? [She taps her chin for a moment.]

And store it in your locker, as well. That way none of us can make unauthorized changes.

[whatyouwant]

As far as I remember I'm still in training, so I don't know how official it will be, but it's better than nothing!