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

[whatyouwant]

Oh yeah! There was a guy in one of the nearby frats who would bake all the time! Sometimes he'd get so stressed about something he'd black out and wake up surrounded by like 50 pies.

[comeandfindme]

...Okay, that's. That's maybe a bit too much, we'd need just— [ A sort of sad smile crosses her face. ] We'd need another bushel of apples.

[whatyouwant]

おいしい!

We can totes do that!

[comeandfindme]

Think there'd be another set in the vending machine? [ if only r made connor's renewable 126 apples ]

[whatyouwant]

We could probably ask Hester as well!

[comeandfindme]

...You think? Would she really give us food for something like that?

[whatyouwant]

[Elle shrugs]

We won't know until we ask!

[comeandfindme]

I'll... I'll see about it. I should get back to the cake now, though— I put a sign, but who knows if someone'll try and grab a slice anyway.