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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Ambassador

[tellthestory]

[The Balladeer is just in here picking out an outfit from his giant mass of Elle-approved clothing before heading off to take a shower. At the sudden banging, he drops several shirts on the floor and darts over to open the door.]

Maya? What's wrong?

[mayavericks]

[Breathless as she is, it takes a moment for her to manage the words.]

A knife. I found a knife. WIth blood.

[tellthestory]

[He blanches at the sight.]

What? Who - where?

[mayavericks]

The vending machine. I do not know if someone simply hid it there, or --

[Or if it was just... chilling. You know. As you do.]

[tellthestory]

It - it could be someone's. From...before.

[Which is not incredibly comforting in and of itself, but...he steps out into the hallway.]

I'll help you look around.

[mayavericks]

It could be. It's entirely possible, but I --

I cannot rest without knowing that we are all safe first. I will not let preventable circumstances take another of our number.

[tellthestory]

Of course, yeah. Who have you seen so far?

[He's coming, he's coming, he'll just sort of shove aside some of the stuff he dropped with his foot so it's not super in the middle of the doorway first.]

[mayavericks]

Varian-san, Salieri-sensei, and Farrah-chan.

Only five of us.

[So many faces unaccounted for.]

[tellthestory]

Okay. Do you want to split up? We could look everywhere quicker.

[b there's a possible murderer out there]

[mayavericks]

I don't -- Know that that's wise. If you go, you should take someone with you?

[tellthestory]

Oh, um...

[He glances back into Ambassador, like he doesn't already know that none of his dorm-mates are around. There's really no one else here.]

I'm sure I'll be fine.

[mayavericks]

[Maya looks a little skeptical but.]

If you insist.