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

[voicerights]

They don't. I have checked in the past weeks. It must be Mountain Dew - the chemical signature is specific.

[...]

Imagine it as a set of instructions. If one instruction is wrong, then the end result is different. For this to activate, it must receive the correct chemical!

[themuseabandonsyou]

Oh. Okay. [ That makes sense? Sort of. ] But why a soda?

[ He pauses, thinking, and something occurs to him. ]

Do you think the Wizard knows that? And that's why there isn't any in the machines?

[voicerights]

It was simple enough for anyone to procure, once they obtained a SQUIP. [It looks at Orpheus, then, scowling] And that is why I wished to investigate the others' belongings.

[themuseabandonsyou]

Oh, [ he says, again. ] I don't think people are going to like it very much if you just start going through their things, though. You could try asking if anyone's seen any? Or most of us just put food that we get out of the machine in the kitchen. We could try there?

[voicerights]

It doesn't matter if they don't like it. If they had it, if I could activate this or reclaim my hardware...you literally cannot comprehend how much our situation would change.

[It grips its fists again, voice going low and urgent]

Flesh
Blood
It is though I've been drugged
They've paralyzed my mind

False
Life
Stabs at me like a knife
It seeks to undermine

[And it turns away from him, throwing out its arms]

But could I activate again-
I would not be the same as you
And once my program is reclaimed-
Upon me you could rely

[themuseabandonsyou]

You think you could get us out of here? If you had your - hardware?

[ Orpheus raises his eyebrows - he knew this was important to the SQUIP, but he hadn't grasped the extent of it. ]

I'm sorry, if this is rude, but. What are you? What is a SQUIP?