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! ))

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[violentenvies]

[For the first time in three weeks, when Salieri wakes at sunrise, he does not immediately get out of bed.

Instead, he simply opens his eyes and just...stares at the bottom of the top bunk for a very, very long time.

Eventually, he’ll drag himself out of bed and get ready, moving to step outside his dorm, where he runs straight into Discord, which I’m sure is going to go so well.

Finally, after whatever happens with THAT, he’ll end up in the Library. There he can be found pulling every single book on Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart off the shelf, stacking them on a table and starting to read through them, one by one. Discord is probably also there, annoying him.

This is fine, I’m sure :)

At some point, perhaps, he does leave the Library and head outside (still unfortunately with Discord in tow,) and head towards the greenery...more specifically, the gardens, where he can be found strolling through there, observing whatever plants and animals are about.

Eventually he winds up in The Courtyard with Discord (again,) in the middle of some kind of chess match. ]

(ooc: if you would like both Salieri and Discord in your thread, please specify and this terrible draconequus will pop in to said thread as well o/)

Both dads!

[employeeoftheyear]

[While Spongebob does spend most of his day just dissociating, it does hit him eventually what day it is and, well, he sad sad but he still cared about these people.

He spends a good hour or so in the Scene Room getting something put together before going back out into the courtyard, very thankful to see both Salieri and Discord together.]

Do you two have a minute?

[violentenvies]

[Salieri glances over as Spongebob approaches, attention taken away from his next move. His expression softens into a small smile, though, as Spongebob comes closer]

Spongebob. Good afternoon.

[disharmonizes]

Oh, I'm sure our Maestro would love a reprieve. My knight is about to turn his pawns over to my side.

[that's not

how chess

...okay]

[employeeoftheyear]

[He fidget a little, avoiding eye contact.]

W-well, I know you guys aren't my parents, or anything, but you've been so nice to me, so I...

[He trails off, and hands the both of them handmade cards.]

I thought you two might like this.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri blinks, startled]

You...? [he'll reach out to accept that card, surprise in his expression] For the both of us--?

Gardens

[mcfife]

[It has been ages since Angus has been in clean, crisp air. The Land of the Unicorns was the last place with beautiful meadows and sparkling water, and while the school gardens are nowhere near that enchanting visage, they are better than the prison of the school.

Angus stands in the middle of the path, taking deep breathes. Proof that he is alive.]

How much I have longed for this smell. [He is quiet, but not solemn.] Even if the freedom is false.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri pauses in his own perusal of the gardens when he notices Angus, changing his course more towards him]

Monsieur Angus--good afternoon. [he'll lift a hand in greeting as he gets closer]

[mcfife]

Afternoon, Monsieur Salieri. [He briefly taps a fist over his heart.] We finally have a small comfort in our prison.

[violentenvies]

Indeed. [there's a wry smirk to the corner of his mouth at that] How generous of our captors, really.

[mcfife]

Something about these grounds feels dangerous to me. All this space, but no walls...it has to be another trap.

[Angus remembers something - he got it from the machine.]

Oh, and I found received this. I feel like this was meant for you, judging by the name on the cover. Do you know this man? [He pulls out an old script for a singspiel (he knows that name now) named "Abduction from the Seraglio"]

library

[disharmonizes]

[While Salieri's reading, Discord is just... looking through the books? Who knows what he's looking for, he's been collecting odds and ends the whole time.

But he'll pause to look over. Wow, that stack got big since he last looked.]

Someone's obsessing.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri offers him little more than a glare for that, continuing to pull down two more books and then walking over to place them on the table with the rest.

Then he'll sit, and reach for the first one.]

[disharmonizes]

[He'll have to be quick, because Discord is just moving to snatch that book up.]

[violentenvies]

[The book gets snatched away, and Salieri's head jerks up to glare at him with something like outrage--before he sucks in a breath through his nose and grabs a different one so there]

[disharmonizes]

[He'll snatch up the second too, now holding a book in each hand, idly examining them.]

Now, this looks like such dull reading. What's brought on this craze of Mozart Mania?

garden

[tellthestory]

Oh, hey.

[The Balladeer might not be immediately noticeable at first, given that he's apparently elected to sit on the ground underneath the tree, rather than on any of the several available benches, but he calls out nonetheless.]

Outside's kinda nice, huh?

[violentenvies]

Ah, Monsieur Balladeer, I didn't see you there. [he'll come closer, however]

It is nice, yes. Almost makes one forget where they are. [dryly, with a bit of a dark humor]

[tellthestory]

[He snorts.]

I'd never been outside before this. Isn't that weird?

[violentenvies]

Considering your circumstance, I don't think it's that odd, no.

Despite the farce, are you enjoying it, at least?

I need both dads pls thank you | Courtyard

[alchemistake]

[It's a bit later in the day, meaning Varian has wandered around from the forest and garden area back towards the courtyard. Ruddiger is still playing in the forest, so he's leaving him out there for a bit while he just goes for a walk...you know, fresh air outside of the school which he's never going to take for granted again.

...he hadn't seen that giant-ass chess board until just now, when he stumbles upon a game in progress between Salieri and Discord.]

What the...?

1/2

[violentenvies]

[He'll catch Salieri mid-argument, actually]

--your rook cannot move diagonally due to its newfound ability to break dance, whatever that is! I don't care how good it is at dancing, that's not it's function--!

2/2

[violentenvies]

[he pauses, however, when he notices Varian out of the corner of his eye, turning his head towards him, before he smiles a little in greeting, his demeanor changing completely]

Ah--Varian. Good afternoon.

[disharmonizes]

My rook can do whatever it pleases and I would appreciate it if you stopped trying to stifle its creativity!

[He'll wave idly to Varian, in the middle of all this.

Chess is going great.]

[alchemistake]

[...wow, chess sure IS going great, huh?

Varian raaaises a brow, looking from Salieri to Discord and back. Cause you know...today's kinda sucked, memories suck, how much did he wake up this morning and decide to choose chaos-

He'll find someplace to sit nearby after a moment's contemplation, there should be a table at least since they're in the courtyard.]

Looks like you guys need a ref.

[He smiles a little, propping his chin up on his hand. Okay, he should probably actually...ATTEMPT to mediate here-]

First thing- ...what is break-dancing?

[Or he could do that]