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

[disharmonizes]

I'd best sleep with one eye open around him, then. He has already cut me once.

[because you fucking grabbed the sword BY THE BLADE idiot]

[mayavericks]

And you certainly didn't bring that on yourself in any capacity.

[Though, now that they're on that subject.]

How is it, by the way? Your hand, I mean.

[disharmonizes]

Perfectly fine, really. [He'll wave his hand around a moment. It's all bandaged up.] Salieri saw to that himself, getting all concerned, as if it was any sort of big deal.

[mayavericks]

He really seems to care for you. That's good. And it is also good that your hand has been cared for properly. Just be sure to change the bandaging every day.

[disharmonizes]

Well, also he seems to love lecturing me about how stupid he thinks I am, but let's go with the caring thing.

[...pausing at that second part, though, thinking about it.]

What, seriously, every day? Ugh, mortal bodies are so inconvenient!

[mayavericks]

Are you just getting used to the care and upkeep of your body?

[She shakes her head.]

You know about bathing, right?

[disharmonizes]

Oh, is that what all those strange contraptions in the locker rooms are for? Here I've just been using them to spray people.

[He laughs a little.]

Injuries are just a new one.

[mayavericks]

[Maya makes a face]

That explains the smell. And here I was worried, that Spongebob might have begun to mold.

[disharmonizes]

Oh, it could very well be both, let's not rule anything out.

[mayavericks]

[Ah, heck. She's laughing. Just a little.]

Just be sure you keep an eye on yourself. Many people would be quite upset if something happened to you.

[disharmonizes]

Careful, you almost sound as if you could potentially become close to something that resembles worried.

[mayavericks]

And you were worried about me in kind. So, why don't we agree to keep it our mutual secret?

[disharmonizes]

Worried is such a strong word.

[AND ACCURATE but that's besides the point.]

But I suppose those terms are agreeable enough.

[mayavericks]

Should I ask Elle to assist us with an addendum to our contract, or shall we leave it at this?

[disharmonizes]

Oh, if we start making changes now, we'll never stop and you know it.