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

[violentenvies]

[Or what indeed. Part of him has the urge to strike him, but it's a base urge and not one even he himself can really see him doing

So what is he to do? He's essentially trapped.

Salieri sucks in a breath, closing his eyes, before blowing out harshly through his nose, glaring at Discord with everything he can muster]

....if I tell you his name, will you move?

[disharmonizes]

One way to find out.

[violentenvies]

[oh there is an urge to throw something at Discord's head. But he has nothing, and also it would be uncouth, so he does not.]

...Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

[he practically spits the name out]

There. Now let me pass.

[disharmonizes]

[...Well. Good enough for now.

He'll just casually step to the side, gesturing at the door.]

By all means.

[violentenvies]

[yeah no he is 10000% not going to thank him for that, and he is heading straight out that door]

[disharmonizes]

[And Discord will just kick it closed after him the second he's out.

Bye.]