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]

[He blinks a little bit at all... this. Oh, buddy, you are so not put together right now.]

Oh, do I now? Please, feel free to go on.

I'll make sure to remember it all very clearly, since you probably won't.

[violentenvies]

[he is the LEAST put together and feeling GREAT about it. He does chuckle a bit at that, at the same time his nose wrinkles]

You are also ridiculous. All the time. For some reason, I like that about you.

[disharmonizes]

You just happen to have excellent taste. Nothing wrong with that.

[violentenvies]

[at that, he snorts, shaking his head]

No, no, my taste is terrible. Just awful. [he's smirking a little lopsidedly, though it's softening into something more affectionate]

But I like that about you, too.

[disharmonizes]

[...oho]

Really? Despite me being so terrible?

[violentenvies]

Mn. S'what Maya said. My taste is terrible.

[he chuckles a bit]

Don't care. You're sweet, too.

[disharmonizes]

Oh, that-- I don't know about that choice of words.

Sweet is really not all that accurate.

[violentenvies]

Is too. [matter-of-fact, resting his head against the flat of Discord's shoulder]

Sweet, and handsome, and ridiculous. And you make me laugh. I like you.

[disharmonizes]

I'll definitely give you those others, don't get me wrong, but--

[oh just. resting his head right there. oh.]

...You're probably making a mistake, you know.

[violentenvies]

I'm not. [he says, very certain of himself, and he tilts his head to look up at Discord from where it rests, frowning a little in confusion]

What mistake could I be making?

[disharmonizes]

Very many, all the time, I imagine. But this, definitely.

["Us", he doesn't say.]

[violentenvies]

[okay...what? Salieri shifts, moving so he's standing in front of Discord instead, looking up at him, expression gone concerned a bit serious, though he's still a bit out of it.]

You mean...with you?

[disharmonizes]

[...maybe just going to reach over and gently

push him down.]

However you want to take that. Just forget all about it, Maestro.

1/2

[violentenvies]

[alksdhfs oh that sure is

gravity

increasing on him.

But also he is not going down alone, so he's going to just reach out and grab Discord's wrist and yank him down with him.]

2/2

[violentenvies]

[As soon as Discord hits the pillows on the floor, Salieri's shifting, rolling over so he can pretty much put his upper body on Discord's chest, propped up on his forearms and frowning down at him again. His hair's mostly fallen out of its ribbon at this point, the strands hanging around his face]

No. You...why is this a mistake?

[disharmonizes]

[fjgdfghjfgg DOWN HE GOES

HUBRIS WHY--]

That was just uncalled for.

[He huffs, very much pinned and... oh. Salieri sure is just... right over him. help.]

Ah...

[violentenvies]

Discord. [Salieri huffs, but then tries to blow some hair out of his face, but no, focus Salieri]

Discord, answer me. [he shifts his hand a bit, poking him in the chest, almost pouting a bit]

[disharmonizes]

Answer what? I seem to have forgotten.

[this is barely a lie right now

he's

so close]

[violentenvies]

Mistake. [he frowns, sliding into worry] You said--

--it's a mistake.

[disharmonizes]

Not that sort of--

I... misspoke. Please, don't mind it.

[violentenvies]

Discooooord. [there it is, drawled out]

You said it. I heard it. Do you--[he stops himself, lips pressing together]

...I don't think it's a mistake.

[disharmonizes]

...I don't regret it, for what it's worth. I don't want you to think that.

Simply... mixing together with chaos can be a dangerous thing.

[violentenvies]

Oh. [the absolute relief he feels when Discord says he doesn't regret it is more obvious than it should be because his inhibitions are down lmao.

But Salieri does pause at that second bit--and tilts his head to the side slightly]

But I like your chaos. And I don't think our situation could get any more dangerous than it is. [he huffs a bit, leaning down to rest a bit more on Discord, placing his chin on his folded hands, near Discord's sternum]

And even if it could...[his expression goes soft, then, and very, very fond]...you're worth it.

[disharmonizes]

No, I... suppose it couldn't.

[Maybe just, looking away a little. Best not to think about that too much.]

I really don't know how you came to that conclusion, though.

[violentenvies]

Because. [he's going to shift so he can reach up a hand and just gently comb it through one of those white streaks]

You're sweet. And funny. And charming. But also you...care a lot. [his expression goes a bit softer, a little bemused and befuddled] About others. Even if you pretend not to, or...or you pretend like you aren't feeling what you're feeling. Mister Chaos Lord and all that but you...you care a lot.

[he lets out a small huff] Honestly, sometimes I think you're the most emotional out of all of us.