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It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains2021-07-04 12:56 am
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Week Six

[Last week, in It's Curtains, the weather changed, and with it your fortune in Dads. Discord took Salieri out - or perhaps Salieri took Discord out - and left the survivors with that much less impulse control. Nonetheless, a visit from a new friend might have provided a little bit of much-needed hope?

On Sunday morning, you'll find that the other side of the second floor has opened up - as well as the actual intended path to reach the roof garden. You can finally stop climbing up that rope every time you want to have a picnic or secret lover's rendezvous!

Outside, the weather seems to have calmed down. It's sunny again, with rather a lot of clouds. Though it's warm, the atmosphere seems very...still.]



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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[personal profile] mcfife 2021-07-06 03:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[On the other end of the garden benches, Angus makes his offerings.

Today, he must stop wallowing in his misery. Everyone, the ghosts, are watching him. Mumble and Connor and Rina and Salieri wouldn't want their deaths to be in vain. The SQUIP must be shown that humanity can be better. Discord would probably be disappointed if Angus ran off to be alone again. So he will be better. For all of them.

He has his own gifts, tap shoes for Mumble the penguin-man, a multi-colored scarf and coat for the SQUIP.]
You never had any other focus in life than Jeremy, but being human means appreciating the smaller things in life. Such as art and fashion. [...They may look terrible according to it, but robots have to start somewhere. Angus can try to reach out to the robot from the realm of the living; giving up after its death would be shameful.

He stands up, walking around the benches for a final show of respect, before stopping by Eurydice as she sings.]


Spring will come soon. There is no mistaking it.