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. ))

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investigation-ish

[comeandfindme]

[ After last night, despite almost getting struck by vengeful lightning, Peregrine is in high spirits. No, not even the motive can change that. She, for one, has decided to return to return to her dorm, tuck that envelope away, and not think about it.

The rest of her day is going to be spent... Well. In the woods.

She goes out there, not too far, with one of the cameras from the library. And then, she proceeds to take pictures. It's nothing distinct, just whatever's around. Of the trees, the fake birds, the undergrowth. The area around the garden.

Toward evening, she calls it a day and goes to develop those in the Darkroom, looking for anything that could be...off about those pictures. A shadowy figure that wasn't there in the day, a blurred silhouette. Hell, she'll take a fucking glowing orb. Anything.

She's been out of her dorm all day and she's pretty exhausted when she goes back to it. That's probably why she just throws off the blankets and almost crashes into bed, without even changing clothes or checking to see that it's already occupied by a prop deer with a bow on its head and‐

Peregrine stares at the deer in her bed. In an exasperated tone: ]

Am I a fucking joke to you people.

investigation!

[stagemanagers]

[Peregrine's trip to the woods was, on the surface, uneventful. She was able to take pictures in peace aside from the threat of rain hanging overhead.

But the photos are a different stort. As they develop, they don't show the trees or the birds or the undergrowth. They show blacktop pavement and hubcaps and even whole cars.]

[comeandfindme]

[ Uhhhh hey what. This is weirder than ghosts!!

Is it like that in all the pictures? Are the ones closer to like, the garden like that too? ]

[stagemanagers]

[It is, isn't it?

Not all the pictures! Closer to the garden the asphalt turns to concrete and then to grass, with no pieces of the actual garden to be seen.]

[comeandfindme]

[ Well. There's no time to go and photograph the rest of the school today, but this is an idea for tomorrow, one that will immediately get derailed when she remembers what day it is, and then one for Thursday, which will also immediately get derailed when the power goes out!

For now, though. Do the cars look new or abandoned or something in between? Can she see any license plates? ]

[stagemanagers]

[It's a mixture of the two! They look plenty modern, but some are clearly older/in worse shape than others. She can catch a little bit of license plates, like one or two numbers or letters but none of them are full plates.]

[comeandfindme]

[ No way to see what state or country or anything the plates are in...? Yeah. That scans. Is there anything in the cars or...hell, anything noticeable about them? ]

[stagemanagers]

[The most distinct thing is that some of them look older and junkier than others- and almost all of them look like they've been in fender benders at one point or another.]

[comeandfindme]

Are we on a junkyard...?

[ Is there anything else to really note about the photos? ]

[stagemanagers]

[Not quite that junky! They're just more secondhand and on the cheaper side.

That's about it for this set!]

[comeandfindme]

[ Awesome! It's time for her to try and fail to plan two more photo outings in the same week! ]