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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[fourbutts]

[ It's been hard to think, sometimes, even harder than she's admitted to Maya or Peregrine, or even herself, about just who she is or where she actually belongs. It's not easy, being a character and being a narrator, you know? You have memories, but the memories don't always feel real. You're aware, but only some of the time. And no one else is aware of the things you know.

But right here, right now? Janis knows she belongs. Where she's going to belong as long as they'll have her. ]

Can I have this dance?

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine's done countless exercises, countless workouts to get herself in the best possible physical shape for survival. Survival, survival, survival, that's what she's been about, pushing herself to the very edge. And yet, this moment here, it has her more breathless than any drill she's put herself through.

She starts to slow, and the way it's worked out, she's holding each of their hands in hers. ]

Can I have this dance?

[mayavericks]

[As their movements slow, and as Maya is left to look between both Janis and Peregrine, she lifts her voice up one last time. She meets their eyes, challenging them both to join her.]

Can we have this dance?