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

[disharmonizes]

[ROLLING HIS EYES SO MUCH]

Yes, yes, the comedy act is very charming, really.

[violentenvies]

Oh. So you find me charming, then? [arching an eyebrow, that smirk widening]

[disharmonizes]

In a horribly annoying way, I suppose.

[violentenvies]

And yet, you're still here, despite how horrible my charm surely is. [drawled, but with a hint of amusement]

I do appreciate your tolerance, then, Monsieur Discorde.

[disharmonizes]

My patience is infinite.

And you are fun, in your own way.

[violentenvies]

Fun for you to annoy, you mean. [dryly]

[disharmonizes]

Yes, that too.

[violentenvies]

That too? My, how flattering.

[disharmonizes]

Enjoy the inflated ego, Maestro, it's my gift to you.

[violentenvies]

[that'll cause a slightly disbelieving puff of air]

Ah yes, something you would know nothing about, I'm sure.

[disharmonizes]

It's just too difficult for someone as humble as I to imagine, I'm afraid.

[violentenvies]

Oh, I'm certain the self-proclaimed Lord of Chaos would know nothing about ego, certainly.

Nor how fragile it can be. [:>]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, Maestro...

If you need a self esteem boost, you can just ask for one, you don't need to throw hints around.

[violentenvies]

I am hardly one to throw hints, Monsieur, though you certainly would not be my first choice of people for an ego boost. [dryly--as he pushes off the wall, starting to turn towards the door.]

[disharmonizes]

What about second choice? Third?

At least fourth!

[violentenvies]

Nineteenth! [casually thrown over his shoulder as he heads out the door lmao]

[disharmonizes]

[...Discord just shrugs, as Salieri leaves.]

Still on the list. I'll take it.