Week Five

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, you had your very first minor body pileup! Granted, the Balladeer's death was entirely unrelated to anything, but at least he died as he lived - getting completely fucked up in some kind of carnival-themed hellscape. Only two days later, another terrible accident took Rina and Varian both from you. It's just been one of those weeks, huh? At least you got to add both of their corpses to your weird growing collection!

Again, you'll wake up this morning with another new snippet of memory. You'll also find that the stairs in the lobby are no longer blocked. You can only access one part of the second floor, but it seems like there's some neat stuff up there!

Outside, a few things seem to have changed. For one, the weather has turned - it'll be overcast this week, with periodic rain and even scattered thunderstorms. For another, the bushes around that rock out by the football field have bloomed. That's nice.

Get to it, friends! I'm sure everything will be fine this week!]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Be sure to submit your memory regain and your AC for this week! As always, Hester's office hours and the merch booth remain available. ))

Comments

photo dungeons

[fourbutts]

[ Janis is also here, frowning in at the death boxes. ]

Think there's some way we can... I don't know, force them closed?

[disharmonizes]

Well, if we want to build a barricade in front of it, I believe I have some appropriate flags for it somewhere in the dorm.

[fourbutts]

One hell of a room to play French Revolution in.

[ She laughs. ]

Might be worth a shot, though. Better than just... leaving them open like this.

[disharmonizes]

Between all of us we should have enough garbage to block them.

...We do have all those trombones collecting dust.

[fourbutts]

... Honestly, we could just fill the rooms with them and call it a day. No one's going to bother to take advantage of a room full of trombones.

[disharmonizes]

Even if they did, I think we would all hear it from a mile away.

[fourbutts]

I cannot think of a single crime that's easy to do in a trombone room. Tax evasion? I would do tax evasion if the Wizard wanted us to pay taxes.

[disharmonizes]

Perhaps that will be our next incentive, who knows.

Though I'm sure the Wizard has never paid a single tax in his life himself. I mean, he doesn't seem the type, does he?