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

[themuseabandonsyou]

It's an important skill to have. Being able to feed people when supply lines are broken. I'm just not very good at it. How long have you been hunting for, though?

[comeandfindme]

I only started learning...almost two years ago? More like a year and eight months, but, like, you know. I'm not...exactly great at it yet. But I know how to keep myself alive.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ That would've been when she was around... 15 or 16? If she said she was 17 the first time they talked. That's pretty respectable. Orpheus nods. ]

Was there something specific that made you want to learn? If it's not that common where you come from.

[comeandfindme]

[ That's... She hesitates a moment. ]

Same reason I started learning all the survivalist stuff I know. I... I lost someone, so, I thought... I thought I'd make sure it never happened again.

[themuseabandonsyou]

Oh. [ says Orpheus. ] I'm sorry. That's... a good way to honor their memory, though. Learning new ways to take care of people.

[comeandfindme]

...Yeah. He... He liked to take care of people. [ ... ] Especially me. He was... He was a good brother.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus nods, solemnly. ]

I've never met any of my siblings, if I have them? But losing people is never easy, whether they're family or friends. I'm sorry that happened. If you ever want to talk about it, I'm here? I understand if not, though.

[comeandfindme]

[ She doesn't exactly...answer. Instead she asks: ]

How...do you not know if you've got any siblings?

[themuseabandonsyou]

My mom's been around a really long time? I know I'm probably not her first child. And I don't know who my dad is, so he might also have other children too? Assuming I have a dad at all. Mom might've just decided to have me without any help.

[ He shrugs! Goddesses can do that! ]

She never really talked about it, and by the time I was old enough to think about asking she wasn't around anymore.

[ He seems a little sad about it, but not too bothered by the subject coming up, at least. ]

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine just...kinda stares... ]

Is...your mom like...supernatural...?

[themuseabandonsyou]

I guess that's a way to put it? She's a Muse. [ He pauses, remembering that Peregrine's world doesn't have the gods except as old stories, and clarifies, ] The goddess of storytelling.

[ This time he looks a little uneasy, like he's trying not to come across like he's bragging. There's reasons he doesn't talk about his family much, and that's one of them. ]

[comeandfindme]

[ It's like a lightbulb clicks on over her head. ]

You're a demigod?

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus nods, rubbing at the back of his neck sheepishly. ]

I'm not really strong, or fast, or clever like most of the other ones I've met, but. Yes, technically.

[comeandfindme]

I never knew— [ No. No, no. We are not dropping that particular bomb over an apron! ] Wow. ...Are... Do you have a longer lifespan or...?

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Thankfully Orpheus remains oblivious to whatever Peregrine is stumbling over before asking her question. ]

Um. I've never really thought about it? Maybe. Immortality is strange, and it isn't really clear how people inherit it. Like I met a pair of twins once where one of them was immortal, but the other wasn't.

[ He shrugs, again. ]

I guess I won't really know unless I start getting older but not looking it, or something like that.

[comeandfindme]

[ Weird... But, well, okay. ]

So...did you get anything from it? Like— okay, the stories are all like, you're strong, you're quick, you're...in a really bad adaptation of a good book series. [ Fuck the Lightning Thief movie, amiright— ] But— you haven't talked about any...abilities, like the others, that you don't have anymore.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Thankfully Orpheus gets distracted by Peregrine's question before he can question that middle part too hard and we have to dwell on the fucking Lightning Thief movie any longer than necessary. ]

Oh! There's a couple of things, I guess? Mostly animals really like it when I sing or play instruments, and if I try really hard I can make rocks move around a little? I can also make plants grow a little sometimes. That still works? I managed to get the little potted tree in the lobby to flower on our first day here.

[ You know, the ficus. The one that's absolutely made of plastic but that also definitely has little white flowers all over it now and didn't at the start of all this. ]

I don't know about the rest, though. There aren't really rocks or that many animals around to try it on.

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine nods slowly. She just— ]

So... You're like a Disney princess.

[ per jesus christ ]

[themuseabandonsyou]

A what? [ asks Orpheus, wholly oblivious, again. ]

[comeandfindme]

Oh, jeez— uhhh, it's a movie thing? Do you have movies? [ It's also an Elsa thing but ohhh she is NOT going to get into that, especially since Elsa seems...older than in Frozen, a movie she saw once in theaters, thought was alright, and then suddenly could never watch again for some obvious reasons. Anyway, was there ever a sequel? Disney used to do those, right? Not important— ]

They're like...a big company and they make movies about princesses who have adventures and all the animals love them, and they sing beautifully, and that's you.

[themuseabandonsyou]

Oh! They're the ones that make the cartoons about the mouse and his friends, right? I've seen one of those. I didn't know about the princess thing, though. That's neat! Maybe I'll see about going to the movies again with Eurydice, when we go back home. We'd have to find a town with a theater, but it might be fun.

[comeandfindme]

You know about Mickey Mouse?!

[ yeah that's just what this entire thread is going to be now ]

But— wait, what year is it for you?!

[themuseabandonsyou]

Right, that's his name. And it's 678.3, but I don't think I count the years the same as the rest of you? Um. When I talked to Elisabeth about it, she said it was eighteen fiftysomething for her, but that the United States had only been founded 80 years ago, when it had been a little over 150 for me.

[comeandfindme]

[ He'd told her this before, hadn't he? But that couldn't be right, it couldn't— ]

150 years? That's... Oh, man, when was the United States... [ There was a movie about it, right? Like multiple ones. Peregrine starts murmuring to herself. ]

Mary Silliman’s War, The Patriot, Johnny Tremain, April Morning, John Adams— [ And then it hits her, and she blurts out: ] 1776!!

It was 1776!!

[ thanks per, this solves nothing ]

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus looks at her blankly as she rattles off all those names that mean almost nothing to him before reaching what she's looking for. ]

Right, I think that's what Elisabeth said too? But it was founded in 638.3 where I come from. I don't really know what's going on with that? It's strange.