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

Mime Club!

[whatyouwant]

[Elle was lured in with the promise of good wine and a tiny beret for Bruiser.

Well, she now has a glass of very nice white, and Bruiser is running around in a tiny beret that matches the one on her head. So what if she can't talk? She looks very content.]

[mcfife]

[You know what, might as well enjoy the snacks. Angus gets two small berets for his two lizards (Discord and B can get their own) and a whole baguette for himself.

And also attempting to chug a glass of red wine.]

[whatyouwant]

[Elle gives a silent giggle at the lizards in hats and gives Bruiser the sign command to play nice before letting him sniff the reptiles.

She waves at Angus, motioning for him to take it slower on the wine. This shit is too good to chug.]

[mcfife]

[He might as well enjoy the food and company. After a small sip, he relaxes in his chair.

A shrug, and a hand held out at the room in general. What can you do about all this?]

[whatyouwant]

[Bruiser yips silently at one of the lizards, bouncing a couple of times in a way that could be playful.

Elle picks up two of the delicate French pastries, handing one to Angus.]

[mcfife]

[He accepts graciously, even giving her a bow while seated. The lizard plants a foot on Bruiser's nose.]

[whatyouwant]

[Bruiser gives a shake of his head to knock the foot off. He seems happy and continues to play with the lizard.

Elle points at the pastry, then gives a questioning thumbs up, trying to ask if Angus likes it or not.]

[mcfife]

[Angus nods, followed by a "so-so" sign.]