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Week Three
[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! ))
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.]
(( 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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Me.
[Its whisper is enough to explain, surely.]
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{ Orpheus's brow furrows. He looks at the person he's been assuming is a man (what with being Keanu Reeves-shaped) in front of him, then at the pill, then at the man(?) again. He thinks about it for a long moment, before asking, simply, ]
What?
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This is a message.
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Oh. You're not supposed to be human either. [ Okay, that makes some sort of sense. ] But... you usually look like that?
[ A pill? Is it even alive? ]
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It passes. Instead its hand clenches in to a fist]
I usually am not seen. A SQUIP is not meant to be seen, or noticed, except by the user. Every single moment I have existed here - every interaction - is out of the scope of my programming.
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I need Mountain Dew.
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[ None of that made much of any sense to Orpheus, who mostly just seems worried and a little afraid, though whether it's for himself or the SQUIP or both is unclear. ]
We can't get outside. I don't know if we can get any dew in here, much less from a mountain. [ Orpheus may be assuming that the SQUIP is trying to cast some kind of spell here, but the world outside looks pretty darn flat and non-mountainous. ]
DORM HARASSMENT TIME
[so uh
people?
don't mind it just barging in dorms and looking for peoples' belongings to rifle through unless Orpheus can stop it]
Spongebob's drawers
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What are you doing?
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[Look, he's just hangin' in their shared dorm, trying to live his life.]
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Mountain Dew. Do you have any?
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[That, or the activation wore off. IS THERE ANY ICE CREAM HERE IT CAN TEST WITH...]
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[Yeah, SQUIP is getting whacked repeatedly with a pillow.]
Stop that! HEY EVERYONE, SQUID IS VIOLATING MY PERSONAL PRIVACY-Y-Y-!
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[The pillowing is not stopping, nor is the screaming. Not sorry.]
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but eventually it seems (dis)satisfied, emitting a frustrated sound before finally turning to Deal With This]
Enough!
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i'm so sorry
CW FOR UNINTENTIONAL NSFW INNEUNDO
jesus fuck
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broadhurst
You--
[and if it goes for the trunk at the foot of his bed, he'll just get straight to his feet, ignoring some of the papers that go scattering to the floor]
I beg your pardon, those are my things!
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I know.
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You cannot just go about rifling into other people's things!