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

[violentenvies]

No, I wouldn't think it would have much meaning to anyone except you. [....yes alright just a small peek. What's there?]

[disharmonizes]

[It just looks like a cottage.]

[violentenvies]

[....huh]

That...is a very quaint cottage. [but his eyes are flicking up towards Discord's face to read his expression]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, well, it's. Fine. You know.

[He says that, trying to sound casual, even though he's also still angry, but... there's also a subtle softening, there.]

[violentenvies]

[Oh. That's...]

This...isn't your cottage, is it? [because if it was his, he'd be boasting about it.]

1/2

[disharmonizes]

[...]

2/2

[disharmonizes]

You know, I just realized, I have something else to do, so.

[And he just sort of leaves.

B... Bye.]

[violentenvies]

[Well...that's a shock. Salieri's eyebrows shoot towards his hairline as Discord just walks away. Discord has never been the one to disengage from any of their conversations; it's always been Salieri walking away.

He lets him go, though. This is clearly not the place for this conversation]