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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[disharmonizes]

[So after the motive announcement, Discord leaves in a bit of a huff and a hurry. He just sort of walks aimlessly, at first, before realizing he should probably be doing something with his time. And, well, if nothing else he has these coins. As much as he doesn't want to roll the possible-deer-skin roulette right now, it's a distraction. So to the vending machine he goes.

It's nothing too exciting, at first. He'll keep the white wine, the pom-poms might be fun for later, the dry ice will definitely see a use, and... Then there's the pink hair pin. Which isn't even on theme, except it's still reminding him of that motive again anyway.

He's looking not pleased about it.

So then he leaves there in a huff as well, and spends a lot of the day in the library, sort of... in a corner. Usually he's more a middle of the spotlight kind of guy, but he's just sitting there, with his lizard. Mostly paying attention to the lizard. This is a lizard corner now.

...at some point he builds a little castle out of books. She is lizard royalty, after all.]

Hallways

[violentenvies]

[After the motive announcement happens and Discord storms out, Salieri eventually retrieves his envelope and tucks it inside his jacket. He dallies for a bit, making himself a cup of tea and giving Discord time to, well...he's not sure what. Cool off, maybe?

Either way, he's actually looking for the man himself, wandering between the hallways when he finally spots him. He slows to a stop, pausing to observe him for a moment, arms folding over his chest]

Monsieur Discorde. [he drawls out that middle vowel just a bit, perhaps to get his attention]

[disharmonizes]

[Discord stops walking, breathing out a second before he actually looks over at Salieri.]

Just can't get enough of me today, hm?

[violentenvies]

You could say that.

[drawled]

A word or few, if you wouldn't mind?

[disharmonizes]

Well, that's so vague. You should probably be specific now, I do charge by the word.

[violentenvies]

I'm certain I can afford it. [dryly]

But not here. [and he's turning and walking towards the Costume Room, clearly expecting Discord to follow]

[disharmonizes]

[...Fine, okay, he'll follow. If he must.]

So, what's so important that you had to seek me out? Voluntarily and everything.

[violentenvies]

[he'll wait until Discord is inside, before he nudges the door with his shoe, and then turns to him.

Wordlessly Salieri reaches into his jacket and pulls out an envelope, holding it between forefinger and middle as he offers it to Discord]

Library

[alchemistake]

[It was hard not to notice just how much that motive had affected Discord. Varian isn't sure he's seen him really lose his composure in that way before, actually. He's faltered here and there, he's- dare he say- had a feeling once or twice- but this? This really got him hard...and it makes Varian wonder just what kind of place there is that he's so unwilling to lose.

He wants to help, but...there's not much way he can cheer someone up in a situation like this. He's not good at cheering people up, really...but he feels guilt for how often people are having to do the same for him. Never mind he doubts Discord would be receptive to outright "that's rough, buddy"'s right now.

But then Varian gets an idea.

He'll come seek Discord out after a while has passed, finding him in the library with his lizard. He has no intentions of disturbing the lizard party or her growing castle.

No, he'll just sit at the table and put a paper cup near Discord's hand.]

Here. I thought you might like something to drink.

[Always be hydrating, yall!

Or, well. You can't. Not when, if Discord tries to take a drink of what is probably water without looking, he'll find that the entire glass is frozen solid.

...he's lacking his alchemy so his pranking ability is SUPER low right now but he's trying.]

1/2

[disharmonizes]

[Listen, as far as pranks go, it's a decently well calculated one, as Discord is indeed distracted enough to just take that cup.]

Hm, well, I suppose--

2/2

[disharmonizes]

[But then, oh. Oh, he pauses, right as he notices that. And smirks when he realizes what's happening here.

Oh, that's adorable.

And he pushes the cup towards the lizard.]

Oh, but then, perhaps I should share with Celiztia here first, I'm sure she could use a refreshment during construction.

[alchemistake]

[Varian blinks, unable to quite tell if his ruse was pulled off or not. Discord didn't even try to take a drink, HM-]

Oh! Well uh...yeah, I would've brought her something if I knew she was out here, haha...but that cup is so big, and the water is so high up, maybe you should drink some so she can get to it easier?

[That's actually the opposite of what you'd want but he never said he was good under pressure.]

[disharmonizes]

Are you suggesting I go before royalty? She is a princess, you know, it would be terribly rude.

[He's really wanting to see how much Varian will push back to make this happen, this is kind of delightful. Gold star, kiddo.]

[alchemistake]

[At least it's working to cheer Discord up, even if it means Varian is floundering in his attempt to get the prank to actually work. It's not even a good one!]

Oh no, not at all! But you're the one who's been doing all of the hard work, aren't you? You've got to be parched by now!

[disharmonizes]

Is this some sort of anti-lizard vendetta? You're ever so insistent.

Are perhaps you're thirsty yourself and projecting?

[honestly it IS cheering him up, this is a blast]

[alchemistake]

M...myself?

[Wait, fuck

Shit]

Oh no, no, I'm- I've been being a lot better about hydrating, like you don't even know. Can't forget to drink water when there's a vending machine down the hall!

[Or like. Soda. Too much soda...]

Library

[employeeoftheyear]

[Hi Spongebob is just gonna.

Quietly add onto the lizard castle without asking DIscord first.

She deserves the best castle :)]

[disharmonizes]

[Oh, well, that's... okay, actually.

...Discord will just add another tower. This is a project now.]

[employeeoftheyear]

Spongebob makes a cute little banner from scrap paper he's found around the library! Makes the castle a little more festive!]

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?

[disharmonizes]

Reading.

[...said as he's putting together a book bridge between the two castle halves.]

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Uh huh.

[She sounds unconvinced.]

So, this is reading?

[disharmonizes]

Obviously, yes.

[Just the most deadpan, before smirking. He's making a roof for the tower, next.]

Why, how do you do it?

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Probably not by making a tiny little castle out of books. [God, didn't Eugene try to do this once? With a bigger castle? In the royal library? That was a mess she had to deal with.]

Sooo, is the lizard reading too?

[disharmonizes]

Oh, I'm sure she's very well read in whatever genre it is lizards like. Entomology books, I assume.