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Week Four
[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.]
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(( Be sure to submit your memory regains and your AC for this week! Hester's office hours and the merch booth also remain available! ))
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.]
(( 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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On the stage there is but one star. Seek for it, hunger for it… Thirst for it, fight for it.
Even alone, I am a star. Only one star can shine at the top
Position Zero. This is Tendo Maya.
Maya awakens on Sunday feeling... uneasy. She had won again, unsurprising considering Karen's less practiced form. But what she had said over the course of the duel. It's exactly what she had thought the previous week, but hearing it said out loud, in her own voice?
She shakes her head. At least Janis's presence is of a comfort to her, and she allows herself approximately 30 seconds of lingering in bed, tucked beneath the other girl's chin, before sitting up.
After grabbing breakfast, Maya heads outside for the first time in weeks. She has her sword in hand, of course, though it's set aside when she reaches the track. She'd put on her usual exercise clothes, as opposed to her uniform so... time to get that cardio in. She runs a couple miles worth of laps because... Why not.
Eventually she ends up on the bleachers though, and gets to practicing her routine. Mostly there's a lot of leaping, from the top of the bleachers to about midway down. It looks... pretty dangerous, especially since she's doing it with her sword? Uhhh...
Either way, Maya doesn't manage to get herself killed. And as a treat, she settles down in the garden. She sits beside, but not on, the bench dedicated to Mumble. And since she at least thinks she's alone?]
I wish I could have shown it all to you. My true brilliance upon the stage. You deserve to know that passion. To know you were not alone.
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It comes as no surprise that there's jabs at them thrown into this "gift". The benches were one thing. She hasn't sat on one, yet, not after noticing the inscriptions on them. And it looked like she wasn't the only one.]
He wanted to see you perform?
[She hates to appear out of nowhere. It just... happens sometimes.]
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In a way, yes. Where he was from... His people valued singing, and didn't understand dancing. Until he got here, until he met me, he had never danced with anyone else.
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[Because he was a penguin. A fact that she's come to acknowledge and accept. After all, it wasn't too much to turn a person into a bird. Why not the other way around?]
Never? Huh. [What a world.] I bet you must've made him pretty happy, then.
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[Penguins can be people too, Cassandra. Jeez.]
I like to hope that I did but... Who can really say.
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Let's hope then. He didn't deserve this. [She spares a look around the garden, at the other benches.] None of them deserved to be remembered like... this. It's like some cruel joke.
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[Still, Maya runs her hand over Mumble's name.]
The more time goes on, the more I truly feel as if we are being toyed with.
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Stuck in this school, it's like they want us to think that we're learning something by trying to survive, week after week.
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...But maybe there are people we thought we could trust, but can't.
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[She can say that much immediately, if only to put Maya at ease.]
"You have to be careful who you trust". [She recites, like there's a meaning being echoed here.] But even your best friends can turn on you, if they think they have to.
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Or if they think they might benefit from it. That they deserve something more? [She shivers.] But to go to such lengths? Even I could not comprehend that.
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Neither can I. I don't want to think about any benefits that are worth killing someone over.
So it makes perfect sense if the Wizard thinks that no cost is too high.
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[Dammit, Varian.]
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Between all of us... I don't see anyone wanting to attempt murder anytime soon.
[Even if she sounds a little shaken about that.]
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That Wizard had better not threaten those "someones", or else.
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...In fact - I'll just stop talking, because he can probably hear us.
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[She pantomimes sealing her lips. She's probably seen Karen do it once and decided to roll with it.]