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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joins the late tuesday train

[disharmonizes]

[After the motive announcement, Discord is... not really around a whole lot? If anyone's looking for him, good luck with that. It's more likely to stumble onto him by accident, in the the woods of all places. He's just, you know, vibing? Taking a walk? For fun??

Well, doing his best to get himself calm down and he's expecting to be mostly left alone here. Can't have a total meltdown if he's too busy... appreciating nature or whatever it is that people do outside, who knows. Not him.

Later, though, he can be found in the kitchen, with some matches and-- yeah that's his envelope, alright. Though he's not actually lighting it yet. Oh, the match is lit and he's holding it by the envelope, but he seems to be waiting. Stalling, more likely.

And very, very late in the evening, he's in the library, set up at a table, reading... science books? This is the right account but are we like sure this is Discord?]

Kitchen

[violentenvies]

[Salieri was coming to the Kitchen for a cup of tea, but he pauses when he sees Discord there.

Is...is that a match?]

...Discord? What are you doing?

[disharmonizes]

Arson. Well, attempted arson.

...Soon to be attempted arson.

[He's getting there. He's still holding it up, slowly moving the photo closer, before... pulling it back again.]

Ugh.

[violentenvies]

[he'll invite himself to come up next to him, then, slowly]

...would you like some assistance? [yeah gonna try and take a glimpse at that photo maybe]

[disharmonizes]

[He can get a very quick glimpse of some sort of... odd looking creature. Only that quick look, though, before Discord's quickly backing away.]

No, I do believe I can handle burning something on my own, really.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri's eyes narrow at that, briefly, in concern--before his expression slides into one closer to neutrality]

Yes, because you've been doing so well on your own so far, I see.

woods

[comeandfindme]

[ He isn't actually alone, surprise!! The sound of rustling in the underbrush signals another person, and, well, it's Peregrine! And a camera, that goes off in his face. ]

Is that— ohhh... Discord, I didn't...really expect to see anyone else out here.

[disharmonizes]

[He blinks, stepping back slightly, welp. But... oh.]

Ah-- Neither did I, as it so happens.

Taking pictures of all the not-at-all-uncanny fake wildlife, or--?

[comeandfindme]

Ghost hunting. [ ...wait— ] Not like. Actual hunting, or anything like that, I just— sometimes you can get weird pictures of ghosts and stuff so. Yeah.

[disharmonizes]

So much for the very fun mental image of you setting up traps for ghosts. Ah, well.

Any luck so far?

[comeandfindme]

I wouldn't wanna make a snare for any of 'em! [ ... ] Okay, maybe the SQUIP. Still.

It's all film, so I won't know until I develop anything.

Library

[whatyouwant]

[Elle has several heavy law books in her arms as she approches]

Care for a study buddy?

[disharmonizes]

Well, I've never really done the communal learning thing, but I suppose it's worth a shot.

[Looking over at those law books.]

You know, I'm pretty sure "I was kidnapped by a Wizard to a murder school in a different dimension" would be a valid excuse for being a little behind on your studies.

[whatyouwant]

Yeah, but it keeps my mind busy. When I woke up Sunday I remembered getting a really good internship and working on my first case...which was a murder case, so that's a thing.

[She cracks open one of the books.]

Listen, if the Wizard's threat is a real thing, I need to be prepared to apply to other schools!

[Is she rambling? She rambling. Listen, she's kinda stressed.]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, starting you off nice and simple, then.

[He'd make a joke about her having plenty of experience with that when she goes back, but like, listen that's kind of dark even for him.]

But, fair enough, I suppose. So that's what it was it for you, then? Trouble with your school?

[whatyouwant]

A letter saying I'd been kicked out for bad grades. [Which is utter bullshit. She'd just gotten Callahan's super competitive internship. Just as unlikely as Angus randomly turning evil because of a letter opener.]

What about you?

library

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus happens to be wandering by the library late, on his way to somewhere else. He almost doesn't stop, even when he sees Discord from the door as he passes, but something pulls him up short as he goes past, and he turns to double back and head inside. ]

Um. Lord Discord? [ He approaches the table where he's sitting hesitantly, like he's not sure he actually wants to do this. But he steels himself, swallowing hard, and presses on. ] Do you... have a moment?

[disharmonizes]

[Discord looks up from his book on chemistry (of all things), raising an eyebrow.]

Well, time is still passing as slowly in here as ever, so I have nothing but moments.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Orpheus considers sitting down across from him, but waits to see if this is a conversation Discord is willing to have, first. He looks down, fidgeting with the sleeves of his jacket. ]

You're a Spirit of Disharmony, right? Can I ask you... how long you've been alive?

[disharmonizes]

[...He lowers the book more now, because that's not a question he was expecting. And he considers it, resting his chin on his hand as he thinks.]

Oh, a very long time, I can hardly keep track. Many millennia, though.

[themuseabandonsyou]

[ Right, so they're doing this. Orpheus takes a seat and puts his elbows on the table, folding his hands in front of his face thoughtfully before continuing. He doesn't look Discord in the eyes, just staring at the table in front of him. ]

What's it like? Living that long. Does it... does it get lonely?

Library

[mayavericks]

[Maya's just coming back after finishing one of her selections -- a book on camping, actually, when she spots Discord. She squints at his array of books, and then at the man himself.]

No gasoline, and no bombs, Discord.

[disharmonizes]

Come now, you're just immediately assuming the worst? I could've just grabbed "Bomb Making for Dummies" if that's what I wanted.

[do they even have--]

Besides, I did sign a contract.

[mayavericks]

I believe the contract was that you would not cause chaos for anyone else other than Salieri-sensei and myself. Anyone else being the operative word, of course.

I don't recall any of us having stipulated that you couldn't be the one to personally endanger yourself.

[Whatever though, she's sitting down across from him and taking a peek at some of the books.]

[disharmonizes]

Well, I've already signed the contract as is, so it's a little late to make adjustments.

[The books are... well, assorted chemistry books, for the most part. Except for one book in the pile, which instead seems to be about music theory.]