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]

[Elle hasn't actually had anything, but the secondhand smoke has made her pretty relaxed.]

Angus! Angus, come here.

[She stays on the ground, making grabby hands up at Angus.]

[mcfife]

[At this point, he's gotten through another few pages of Don Juan Triumphant. Farrah and Peregrine are doing well. And Elle is here, what's the risk of staying with her?

He stands up and walks over to the door crack.]

Elle? You're here too?

[whatyouwant]

I brought cookies and stayed to chat.

[She tugs lightly on his cape, clearly wanting him to sit next to her.]

Forgot about the second-hand high thing. I feel nice. You're very handsome.

[mcfife]

[Elle, not in front of the children!]

Just a few minutes.

[But it has been so long since his last has a large party such as this, getting drunk in the middle of the night. It's not the same thing, but he has a pretty woman at his side, that's part of the fun.]

Cramped eh?

[whatyouwant]

Think of it as cozy.

[Elle shift so she's sitting on his lap. To save space, you know.]

Do they have weed in space?

[mcfife]

[The Wizard and the kids won't notice anything.]

We call it pipeweed, but it words just the same. And yes, we don't light it up in the engine either.

[whatyouwant]

[Elle giggles at the engine comment.]

That would be a waste of weed and people.

[mcfife]

And other drugs as well. The Weedlords of the warmer regions suits for growing are masters of their craft.

...Could the Wizard be on as well?

[whatyouwant]

[Elle giggles.]

Weedlords. [She giggles harder. Sorry, Angus, she's a little useless like this.]

[mcfife]

Weedlords.

[Said with utmost seriousness.]

[whatyouwant]

[Elle doesn't respond, just breaks down in another fit of giggles. She turns to hide her face in his shoulder.]