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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[fourbutts]

[ It's a new day, time to uh- oh, she has coins! Better take care of those first! So her first stop is the vending machine, twenty-five coins in hand, to get started plugging those little guys in!

Overall, one could call this stuff A Lot. She can be found packing a decent amount of it into the suitcase. ]

Of the people who have hung out in a hallway putting a wig, clothes, and a gun into a suitcase, I have to be in the bottom ten coolest right now.

[ After people grab their things and that's over with, though, her gaze falls on the deer. ]

Oh, you have "Janis's next project" written all over you. But first... a name. Do I... do I just call you Will Graham?

[ And, true to that, she's in the Scene Shop later on, holding some paints and examining the deer, looking deep into its eyes. ]

Hm, I could do that, but... what if you are wrong, Will?

[ Or, much later on, she can be found in the library, a copy of... some kind of play in front of her. ]

Man, this is a lot more serious than choreographing dance routines in eighth grade.

vending machine

[yourattention]

Hey, Janis.

[He's walking past her until he sees the sketchpad, which he immediately picks up.]

I'm taking this because it's mine and nobody needs to see my fucking nudes.

[Are they tasteful? Yeah. Does he want anyone going through his fucking sketchpad? He does not!]

[fourbutts]

You're valid!

[ She is. Trying to close this suitcase. ]

I only saw like two, for what it's worth.

[yourattention]

Well, at least you're the one person who would look at them and go "nice shading" instead of "Connor, why are you so obsessed with this guy?" because. [He gestures between them.] We have an understanding.

[fourbutts]

The shading is pretty good.

[ She nods. ]

Yeah, at least like. Spongebob didn't get it.

L for Les-- I mean Library.

[mayavericks]

[Maya is absolutely in the library for non-Janis related reasons. Mostly she's trying to find a play that's far more lighthearted. She and the Balladeer had promised to put one on, after all.

But alas, the heart wants what its gay little self wants, and she's promptly distracted from her task.]

Hard at work, I see?

[She is absolutely leaning into your space, Janis. Sorry about it.]

[fourbutts]

[ The thing nobody would guess about Janis to look at her, and that doesn't come across in anything but watching a mean girls slime tutorial because it's so different from the movie, is that once Janis is attached to someone personal space is no longer a concern. Especially when this time she's less flustered.

All of which is to say that she just sort of leans back towards Maya rather than shying away. ]

That's the idea. Been a while since I came at a play totally blind. Usually by the time I'm anywhere near it, Damian has already recited at least half of it.

[mayavericks]

[Well, since Janis is here, Maya will lay a hand over the shoulder opposite of the one she's peering over.]

If Aijo-san was here instead of me, you would have heard half of it by now.

[She laughs, just a faint, muffled little noise, but a laugh nonetheless.]

Scene Shop

[alchemistake]

Last time I checked, I didn't know a "Will".

[Varian remarks as he appears from behind the lift, offering Janis a slight wave. How long has he been here? Who knows with Varian, possibly all day. He does notice the deer upon peeking into view though, his brows making a bid for his hairline.]

Oh hey...you got one of those too.

[fourbutts]

I sure did! And now you do know a Will!

[ She gestures to the prop deer. ]

Since it's way too big for me to ever possibly put away, I'm figuring out how to really make this guy my own.

[alchemistake]

[Varian snorts, emerging fully from behind the lift with his arms folded over his chest.]

Yeah, I've kindof just been letting mine live in the corner of the Cafeteria for now. Vaugely where the pile of other stuff I can't figure out what to do with is.

[It's simply not all going to fit in the dorm, okay.]

Maybe I should have named it too...

scene shop

[howtheworldwas]

[ Eurydice's just passing by the scene shop when she spots someone talking to... a deer? That can't be a good sign. Warily, she pokes her head in, asking: ]

You all right?

[fourbutts]

[ Janis looks over, blinks, then looks back to the deer. Back to Eurydice. ]

... Yes?

[howtheworldwas]

[ this is very awkward Eurydice is not prepared for this why does she talk to anyone here ]

You're, uh. Talking to the deer.

library

[voicerights]

[oh, look, it's This Asshole]

Which play is it?

[fourbutts]

[ hey there, Keanu Reeves's Nobody, how ya doin ]

Uh... it's called Starlight. Maya lent it to me. Wants me to read for one of the characters.

Scene Shop

[whatyouwant]

[Elle comes into the scene shop, sees the deer, and jumps.]

Holy shit!

[At her heels, Bruiser yips.]

Oh, it's dead.

[fourbutts]

He lives on in our hearts.

[ a beat. ]

God I hope he's not actually taxidermy. Poor guy'll fall apart if I keep moving him around.

[whatyouwant]

Where did you find him?

[Elle pokes the 'deer']

Scene Shop

[tellthestory]

Who's Will?

[is she.......talking to the deer, or...........?]

[fourbutts]

This is Will!

[ she gestures to the deer ]

Will Graham, to use his full name.

[tellthestory]

Oh, is that...someone?

[he is not hip to tumblr memes]

Did that come out of the machine? It's...sort of creepy.

Vending Machine

[violentenvies]

[Salieri himself finished getting rid of most of his coins and sorting through most of it in the cafeteria, and is on his way to the Scene Shop and Costume Shop to dump most of that, though he pauses briefly, looking both confused and amused at the deer]

That's certainly a choice of name.

[he might also have a certain painting tucked under his arm]

[fourbutts]

What, you don't think there are deer named William out there?

[ wait- ]

Oh shit, I painted that.

[violentenvies]

[He's about to answer that question, but his attention is diverted to the painting before he can do so]

Ah, is it? Well, in that case--[he pulls it out from under his arm, offering it to her] --I suppose I should return it to its proper owner.