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.]

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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! ))

Comments

[violentenvies]

[Salieri sucks in a breath at that, at the end to that story. To what Benjamin said. There's a painful roiling in his stomach, a sickness knowing what this Judge has done, what he's taken from Benjamin...what his wife might've suffered]

Benjamin...my friend, I am so sorry. [his voice is quiet, devastated]

[barberic]

[Benjamin shakes his head, his voice soft and broken.]

It was my fault. And now...

He had me transported for life. Botany Bay, in Australia. Told them I was dangerous, so they wouldn't believe me when I said I was innocent.

Fifteen years I spent, breaking my back under the blistering sun. And when they finally let me send for Lucy and Johanna to join me... There wasn't a Lucy or Johanna Barker to be found, in all of London, and I don't...

I don't know what happened to them.

[violentenvies]

Fifteen years...[that is so much time and it's absolutely horrifying to hear what his friend has gone through. And to not even know where his wife and daughter are--he can remember just short time ago, the joy in Benjamin's voice when he'd told him about his daughter. That he was a father.]

Are you...do you have the ability to go looking for them?

[barberic]

[Benjamin shakes his head.]

I don't... If, after this, I can go anywhere I choose, then I could go back to London, to our old rooms.

But I doubt if anyone's still there, now, who remembers some humble barber.

[violentenvies]

After all that time, it...seems unlikely.

Do you think someone might know what happened, though?