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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cafeteria

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine's just finished sorting her own things, though it's taken a lot of time. And wouldn't you know it, of all the things to catch her eye— ]

Maya. Why do you have the turkey from my town's annual New Years' party?

[ The deep-fried turkey. The whole deep-fried turkey. ]

[mayavericks]

[Maya looks from Peregrine to the turkey.

And then to Peregrine.

And then back to the turkey.]

... You can identify a specific turkey, just like that?

[comeandfindme]

[ Deadpan: ]

How many deep-fried turkeys have you seen in your life, Maya? Whitetail’s the only place crazy to do a Turkey Drop.

[mayavericks]

... This is the first.

[A beat.]

I'm sorry, you do a what?

[comeandfindme]

A Turkey Drop.

[ Completely straight-faced. ]

So, someone in town heard from her cousin in Michigan about something called a Pasty Drop. When they countdown to the New Year— do you have the ball drop in Japan? In like, New York, Times Square, everyone counts down and at midnight, they drop a huge ball and everyone cheers. Well, in Michigan, they lower a giant pasty to the street as like, a local tradition.

[ you following Maya? ]

Irene O'Connor heard about this and decided, well, in Whitetail, we'll do it one better. So at midnight, for the last...three years now, I guess, we lower a raw turkey into a huge deep fryer.

[ Peregrine, very dryly, finishes: ]

Whitetail's weird.

[mayavericks]

I have heard of the ball drop, yes.

[But then Maya just sort of blinks...

A few times.]

And this is entertainment for you?

[She's incredulous.]

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine laughs, really loud. ]

It's ridiculous. But everyone else seems to like it. Even though, to date, it has never gone off as planned. [ ...She smiles— ] Most recent one? A bear tried to take it.

[mayavericks]

A bear?

[Maya has never seen a bear. Not in person, at least.]

So what did you do after?

[comeandfindme]

Well, what could I do? [ Peregrine holds her head high. ] Me and my friends scared it off.

[mayavericks]

You -- Scared off a bear?

[Maya is somewhere between horrified and.... honestly, kind of attracted.]

[comeandfindme]

The group of us, yeah. Everyone else couldn't do anything but stare, but... We knew what to do. Saved the whole party.

[mayavericks]

[Heart-eyes, motherfucker.]

You are truly impressive, Peregrine.

[comeandfindme]

[ She grins. ]

Everyone else thought so too. Finally got the town of Whitetail to take me seriously.

[mayavericks]

[Oh! Maya perks up at that.]

They are? Is that what you remembered on Sunday morning, then?

[comeandfindme]

[ She nods, enthused. ]

We're the talk of the town. Everyone's excited, cheerin' for us. Even Mom's on board.

[ It has yet to occur to Peregrine that she hasn't actually...explained a few things to Maya. ]

[mayavericks]

Cheering for you to... explore the woods safely?

[comeandfindme]

Oh, no, I mean for The Final.

[ ................. ]

Oh, shoot. I haven't...right...

[mayavericks]

The Final? As in school finals?

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine shakes her head. ]

It's...something I came up with. Howl— my- my teacher. He...takes us all into the woods, with minimal supplies. He leaves us there, separately. Then, it's up to us, using just what we've learned, to... Well, to find our way out. To prove we can, to—

[ She breathes out a sigh. ]

To...make Jacob's death mean something.

[mayavericks]

That --

You aren't serious, are you? That seems so needlessly risky?

[comeandfindme]

[ And yet, she looks entirely serious. ]

How else am I gonna know if I'm actually prepared? If I learned anything? The whole town, they were ready to just sweep it under the rug, 'cause they weren't prepared. To just let Jacob's death be a horrible accident, and not what it was— all of us failing him.

Not me. And now, I proved it to 'em.

[ ...Even though the photo from last week stays in her mind. Woodsley, so pale and— ]

We're gonna go through with it. Last I remember...it was in only five days.

[mayavericks]

You have worked for a year and a half. That is more than most anyone has -- certainly more than myself. You know more than anyone in your town about surviving. You don't need to prove it. Certainly not like this, either.

[comeandfindme]

Yes, I do. Scaring away a bear's not enough. None of it is, not until I go into those woods and work my way out, no matter what. ...Maybe... Maybe I already have. Maybe I just don't remember doing it.

[mayavericks]

[Maya is quiet for a long moment. On the one hand, it all sounds so stupid. She can sympathize with the motivations. She knows what it's like to stop at nothing to achieve a goal.

But her goals have never once put her life at risk, nor the lives of others. It's that part she simply can't comprehend.]

What if you don't? What if you fail, or have already failed?

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine looks back, her expression hard, but...also sort of hurt. ]

You don't think I can do it either?