Week Four

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, Gershwin High School Academy University saw its very first intentional murder! What a milestone! And right after Spongebob's No Murder party, too - that doesn't seem like it bodes very well for anybody's future.

You all wake up this morning with yet another new memory returned to you. You'll also find that the school's external doors have now unlocked. Congratulations! You're free! Unfortunately, you also seem to be entirely in the middle of nowhere. So maybe it's more of a symbolic victory.

Still, you should look around and do some investigation! Maybe you'll find a fun surprise.]

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

[whatyouwant]

[Elle is back to doing her morning yoga routine in the dance studio. She seems less enthusiastic about it. In the beginning she was doing this alone, it shouldn't be so hard to get use to doing it alone again. There's a pretty big difference between when a girl from class moves to a new town, and your yoga buddy being murdered.

After grabbing breakfast she heads to the Husbandry Club, leaving Bruiser behind in Longacre to nap. She ends up feeding carrots to one of the piglets in her lap. Look! They match!]

[mayavericks]

Janis.

[Maya squeezes her hand.]

You are one of the reasons I decided not to walk this path. [She nods to the sword.] I could not give you up.

[alchemistake]

[...he really probably shouldn't talk about this, especially with how it's been making him feel, but...

He trusts Angus. He's a good guy.]

I remembered...that my kingdom's Princess made a promise to help me and my village. But...when the time came when I really needed her...

[He sits up, putting one of the tools he'd been working with back into his belt.]

She couldn't.

[fourbutts]

[ Janis squeezes back, and allows herself a smile. ]

You better not. I have to climb a whole tower and everything about it if you ditch me here.

[comeandfindme]

[ Honestly... She really doesn't want to leave, so his reassurance is welcome. ]

I've been wanting to visit since the sleepover. I saw it, and, well...it's kinda obvious, what it is. It's just... It is a little awkward, knowing I could run into you, or Salieri...or Maya...

[ That's a can of worms she does not want to open right now. ]

[mcfife]

[There's a lot of ways that could go. Was his village wiped out by a villain before she could help? Did she refuse to help him?]

Did anyone get hurt? [He furrows his brow. If they did, then it would be on the Princess for breaking that promise.] Were you alright?

[alchemistake]

[If Varian just sits here and closes his eyes, he can almost imagine he's back home. Back in Old Corona. ...almost.

He actually spends a lot of the day at the Husbandry Club, as opposed to how he's usually working his ass off in the scene or auto shops. It's like some part of his brain said "hey, no. Go pet the babies" and he was just too tired to tell it no.

So he can be found here (sans Ruddiger so as not to scare them, he's frolicking in the woods right now anyway) in various configurations for the next few hours. He's just straight up sitting on the ground with them because who cares anymore, holding one of the baby piglets as it suckles noisily on a bottle in his other hand.

Or later, you might see him cradling a single baby chick between both palms as it peeps softly up at him.

Sometimes you're a depressed teen who needs to go touch baby animals for the afternoon, okay.]

[mcfife]

Dark colors can be impressive. The commander of the resistant army wears all black. With silver and gold.

[And with unicorn pins. So not exactly "professional."]

Look at me, I wear green all the time!

Ferralah strikes again

[brokeforgood]

[Wow, yesterday was... something, huh?

Time to pretend it never ever happened! Except for the mission that Salieri’s given her, which is actually pretty important. She gets up bright and early, and marches right out to the Gayseball Field to begin her investigation.

She goes snooping through the shed with baseball equipment first—- and in typical Farrah fashion, she throws all the baseballs out of the shed, one by one. She’ll even knock some out with a bat. Damn, girl should have been on the softball team!

The announcer’s booth at the Gayseball field is pretty fun too— she’s fairly good with technology, so she’ll figure it out pretty quick.]

Hey, Wizard, is your refrigerator running?

Well you better go catch it! [BADUM-TSH]

[After that, she’s back to investigate the football field. The weird mannequin-grave gets some checking out— has anyone cleaned up the mess she dug up like a dog? She also romps through that shed—- though the gardening tools make her a little sick to her stomach. They’re just a little... sharp. She vaguely considers locking them up with the other knives.

She’s pondering this when she wanders back onto the field and—- surprise! It’s club time!

Farrah can be found feeding chickens and squealing with delight as they run after her for more food, or even cooing over and petting a chicken.

The goat gets played with too— she laughs when it head-butts her and knocks her down. Then she gets right back up and starts running around with the dang thing again. What’s that about birds of a feather?

Finally, she can be found perched on the bleachers , petting the nice donkeys. ]

I love them all.

gayseball field

[fourbutts]

[ How much time does Janis spend around this place without knowing why? Don't worry about it. But that does get her attention, and she runs over to the booth. ]

Oh my god, it works?

[tellthestory]

I've been lost out here for like half an hour.

[He literally does not know where to go from here!]

What's up? Did something happen?

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine just shakes her head. ]

To freak us out? I don't know, I'm still trying to figure it out. Maybe it's to keep us disoriented, or... [ She shrugs helplessly. ]

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah’s beaming with pride in here, like she just pulled off an amazing prank.]

Yeah! You just — [She starts rattling off instructions.]

[mayavericks]

It won't happen.

[Maya glances down, though.]

I am sorry I made you doubt it. And that I did not tell you what I had found out. I intended to yesterday, but then.

[Y'know. Motive.]

Investigation

[violentenvies]

[Salieri is awake at a...normal-ish hour in Broadhurst. Not up with the sun, but still earlier than most modern-day folks would like to be awake. He...doesn’t look like he’s slept too much--no more than an hour or two at most. He pauses, glancing at the various sleeping kids on the floor, expression softening as he just...takes a moment to look at them, something in his throat tightening with worry.

They have to get out of here. They have to. He can’t let another of these children die (whether they’re legally children or not, it matters little.) Perhaps he might move to tug a blanket up around a couple of them, trying to be as quiet as possible as he makes sure they’re settled and warm enough before he leaves.

The first thing he does is head straight for the Band Room with a rather determined look on his face. Once there, he’s going to investigate every square inch of the place--pulling instruments out from shelves, checking the shelves, opening the cases and looking inside the instruments themselves if he has to. Nothing is safe. He’ll even be turning over chairs and tables to check the underside if need be.

After his investigation, Salieri is going to venture down to the vending machine. His haul is then transferred to the Cafeteria where he takes advantage of the long tables to sort through it all. The lizard is placed delicately in the terrarium and set aside for a certain someone with a small smile. The guitar is given a curious look, and also set aside. The guns and the Death Note both gain a look of distaste, and are placed in the pile with the fish to be disposed of. The wine, on the other hand, along with the pie are pushed to a smaller pile, definitely for safekeeping. He’ll just be here, sorting through things for a bit, don’t mind him. ]

cw: alcohol

[howtheworldwas]

[ In the early afternoon, Eurydice will stop by the vending machine to cash out her coins. Everything seems pretty standard, until she drops in her last coin, and a few sheets of paper slip out.

She recognizes them immediately.

You can find her, shellshocked and standing in a pile of junk, holding those papers. For a long time, she's just staring at them, hands shaking a little, and she won't notice you approach.

Eventually, she'll take them over to a table in the corner of the cafeteria, spreading them all out and marking them up with a pencil. She reads the contract over and over again. She reads the fine print. She circles text, she makes notes, she tries to look for any possible loopholes, but the terms are absolute: she belongs to Hades now, and her service is indefinite. She cannot quit, nor leave.

In the evening (before whatever the heck is happening in that ominous toplevel!), you might notice a small plume of smoke coming from the woods. Should you choose to approach it, you'll find Eurydice sitting in front of a bonfire, burning one page of the contract at a time. Every so often, she'll take a swig from the formerly-empty Mountain Dew bottle. She's mixed Persephone's wine, the green elixir absinthe, and the last of the Mountain Dew. It tastes just as bad as it sounds. Eurydice does not seem to care. ]

Private for Discord

[violentenvies]

[it’s late. Or it's early. It's hard to tell at this hour, and Salieri feels exhausted. The meeting on Tuesday afternoon took a lot out of him, and yet somehow, he can’t sleep. It probably is around 3 or 4 in the morning, and all he can do is continue to lay here and stare at the ceiling. Between the visions of Mozart’s death that plague him when he closes his eyes, to the worries constantly running through his head about everyone here, his concern for them…

Well, it’s obvious he won’t be getting any sleep this way. He needs a distraction. The more he’s alone with his thoughts, the worse this is going to get. The biggest obstacle then becomes the fact that most people are rightfully asleep now, and he wouldn’t want to wake them. However...there is one person he thinks he could wake up and convince to come with him, with the proper bribery.

Carefully and quietly, Salieri gets himself to his feet and goes to his trunk, trying to be as silent as possible as he fishes out the chess set and the bottle of wine he got fron the vending machine, tucking them under his arm. From there, he’s tiptoeing out of the room as quietly as he can, especially paying careful attention to closing the door without a sound behind him as he steps into the hallway.

1/2

[fourbutts]

[ Janis listens to the instructions. ]

Damn, you figured out the whole thing yourself? Nice.

[ And she will go ahead and follow those instructions, then get up way closer to the mic than she should, and... ]

[whatyouwant]

Oh totally! I just never liked wearing them all that much.

[Look at her. Would she look good in navy blue? Well, yes, but that's not the point!]

Green is totally your color! It really brings out your eyes.

2/2

[fourbutts]

I'VE COME TO MAKE AN ANNOUNCEMENT! THE WIZARD IS A BITCH-ASS MOTHERFUCKER, HE PISSED ON MY FUCKING LIFE.

Cafeteria

[brokeforgood]

[Don’t mind her, Dad, she’s just here for.... the Death Note. Oh, and while she’s in that pile....

FARRAH PICKS UP A GUN.]

[samefacesyndrome]

[ somewhere, in the far distance, as if in reply: ]

I'm going to piss in a Hot Topic.

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah takes a deep breath, and gently pushes Janis aside—-


To lean into the microphone herself.]

YEAH, HE MAY HAVE BROUGHT ME BACK FROM THE DEAD OR WHATEVER, BUT FUCK THAT GUY FROM ME TOO!!

[She looks to Janis for approval.]

[mayavericks]

lynsey made me keep it

[mayavericks]

[Somewhere on campus...]