Week Six

[stagemanagers]

[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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cw: suicide discussion

[barberic]

[He... can't bring himself to tell Orpheus. Not about Lucy. What happened to her, what he did to her. The first day, they'd bonded over how much they loved their wives. But Orpheus still had Eurydice here, with him, alive - no matter how dire their memories were.

While Lucy was pulled further and further away from Benjamin, more and more unreachable with every passing week.

But at the mention of Farrah, his grief both sharpens and eases.]

...I got what I wanted. What I deserved. And yet I was the one brought back, to relive my mistakes, my crimes, my grief, while I've had to sit helpless watching all of you - people I've come to care for like family - die, week after week.

They deserve better than something like me. I'm afraid all I can do is hurt them.

[themuseabandonsyou]

I don't think that's true. [ says Orpheus, quietly. ] I don't know what you did, back home, to make you think you deserved to die, or any of what happened to you. But here you've been nothing but a protector and a friend to us. And I think that - who you've chosen to be, here and now? - counts for a lot.

I know it hurts, and I know it's hard, and I won't tell you to stop grieving or anything like that. But we're like family to you, you said? And what kind of family would we be, if we turned you away now of all times?