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

[disharmonizes]

[...he actually just sort of tilts his head at that]

Hm?

[violentenvies]

What happens if I don't agree to your choice of target? You dangle me over the open ocean until I do?

[disharmonizes]

Nnnnnno?

[bro]

[violentenvies]

Really? The moment there's something that displeases you, or doesn't agree with what you want to do, you have zero intent to force an agreement out of me?

[His eyes narrow, studying Discord intently]

[disharmonizes]

[he just

raises an eyebrow

bro you good?????]

I'm sorry, is that something you want me to do? You seem very hung up on this.

1/2

[violentenvies]

[...huh. Discord seems...simply confused by the idea, and isn't that surprising. He can think of several people in Court who would turn the situation to their advantage in an instant. Who wouldn't hesitate to dangle him over that open water, both proverbial and not.

For a moment, there's a flicker of confusion in his own face that replaces the wariness, a softening of someone expecting a blow where it didn't come--]

2/2

[violentenvies]

[--before it slides back into an easy, mildly amused smirk]

Not at all. You did promise to drop me into the ocean, if you recall, so just simply making sure.

However, if that is not part of such an accord, then I would say I am quite interested.

[disharmonizes]

[He's crossing his arms, a little defensive almost. A little annoyed about the vibe getting ruined. Maybe just... squinting a bit at that softening, though, don't think he didn't catch that.]

...I'd give you some floaties, at least.

[violentenvies]

[lkshdfs that'll earn a small snort out of him that is definitely not covering up a chuckle. There's the status quo. No vibes were ruined here. None.]

Very generous of you.

[disharmonizes]

I keep telling you I'm generous, don't I? And you keep doubting me.

[violentenvies]

In that case, I do appreciate your patience with the time it's taken me to come around.