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

[tellthestory]

...maybe. Doubt anyone would be the same, if they lived that long. Not a human, anyway.

[Maybe for a god, that's no time at all. But for a regular person? How could you possibly last through all of that and come out the same?]

He already sounds so...world-weary.

[themuseabandonsyou]

The gods are stubborn, but even they change. [ For better or worse. ]

It sounds like... Gerda was a journalist? And maybe he was, too. They must've seen so much, together. And I guess he saw too much of the bad in the world to bear.

[tellthestory]

Maybe he was right. Not about all of it - maybe not even most - but maybe the both of them could've used a break. It's not easy being around stuff like that all the time.

[And he, for his part, only had to deal with a few shitty violent individuals.]

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus nods, a little distantly, thinking about Eurydice, and what she's seen. How hard it is for her to trust anyone. ]

I don't think it would be, no. [ And he thinks about how he wants to travel, wants to see more of the world for himself. But would he find himself jaded by it, like this man was? Is that really how things are?

He sighs, and shakes his head. ]

You should try to find who this belongs to? Someone here must be a friend of his, or of the person doing the interview. They'll probably want this.

[tellthestory]

Yeah. Yeah, I guess it must be in here for some reason.

[It seems vaguely cursed now? But if either of them are someone's friend, they'd probably be glad to hear their voice.]

I'll ask around. Lots of people here don't have technology like this back home, so it shouldn't be too hard to find.

[themuseabandonsyou]

Right. I don't recognize it at all, so it probably has to be from someone who came after Eurydice and me.

[ Which doesn't narrow it down that much, but it's somewhere to start. ]