Week 7

[stagemanagers]

[Last week, on It's Curtains...boy, that sure was a year-long week, huh?

But despite it all, you've gotten through it with less death than there might have been. Spongebob and Farrah both survived their ill-conceived plan; Maya, with the intervention of Janis and Hester, survived her triple murder. Since the failed execution, there has been no sign of the Wizard or of Hester. It seems like you may have gotten away with that cleanly!

When you wake up on Sunday, you remember everything. All the gaps, the missing pieces, entire chunks of time from back home - they're back and neatly fitted where they should be in your heads. Elle, Orpheus, and Eurydice have also been given graves alongside the others in the garden. These ones were filled in for you; after all, you were all pretty occupied over the weekend.

Other than that...it seems like some unusual posters have been put up around the school. Sounds like something's going to happen this week. You'd better prepare.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday

(( As per usual, endgame will ICly take place on Wednesday, so get those last threads in! As this is the last week, all characters should be at their true canonpoint memory-wise. Feel free to continue submitting regains and...well, you can certainly try to visit Hester. No AC this week, but be sure to check in for endgame! ))

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[brokeforgood]

And you can watch Soup!

So Peregrine doesn't make her into soup!

[comeandfindme]

Farrah, I already said I wasn't gonna!

[defyingfrigidity]

[So the last time they all got high, Elsa... hadn't really minded it much. It was a sort of relaxation she's never felt before! They'd all just been happy for a while! But with a final confrontation with the Wizard looming before them, she doesn't want to risk not feeling all there when the time comes.

So instead of partaking like everyone else, Elsa spends the first portion of the night baking up a storm in the kitchen. Whoever decided to join Peregrine will notice the (now former) queen entering around the time the weed starts hitting them, with a fresh batch of lumpy yet perfectly edible chocolate chip cookies.]

I know several of you were saying how hungry you were getting through the night the last time we did this, so... I decided to come prepared.

[brokeforgood]

It doesn't hurt to be sure!

[employeeoftheyear]

But Angus, weed is so nice! It makes me feel so calm and not constantly panic about us all dying horribly! You should try it.

[mcfife]

Someone in that seance transmission was smoking jointweed, and I do not desire to repeat that experience now.

[Is he going to forget Elle again? Will he not care about anything? Let him move on at his own pace.]

Besides, I shall feel better if I know that all of you are safe and guarded.

[employeeoftheyear]

Elsa you’re the best big sister a sponge could ever hope for.

[He takes a cookie, scarfing it down, before he just

Starts cuddling up against Elsa.]

Thank you so much. I love you.

[mcfife]

Very well. [He likes Soup. Petting her can be his pre-battle therapy.]

I shall be the petmaster, Keeper of the Beasts.

[employeeoftheyear]

[Well the others have food covered so Spongebob is just going to spend his time at the weed party just Vibing.

He brought a warm blanket and several plushes this time, so he looks like a painfully cozy bundle.

For most of the night, he’s just busy being incredibly cuddly and quiet, but as the night goes on he eventually starts crying]

Y... you guys are just such a good family. I love you all and I wanna show you my town and... and my home... my work...

[He’s gonna just keep babbling like this.]

[employeeoftheyear]

Ok, if it makes you feel better...

[He seems overly sad about this. But what he says next might provide context:]

Could... could you stay with us at least?

locker room

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[As a metaphorical storm brews on the horizon, it pays to take in any figurative changes in the group's surroundings with an investigative eye. Case in point: why does the locker room smell like cake?

Cass hasn't been idle for days - she's moving. Preparing; sword sharpened and poised at her side. Her original goal was to do a few laps in the gym, maybe practice a flip or two to stay sharp.

Instead, she's poking her head into the locker room, nose in the air-]

Maya? [Wh-] Is... that a cake?

[defyingfrigidity]

[Not too long ago, those words would have hurt Elsa. She'd say she's just the opposite; she thought she'd been a terrible big sister, ignoring Anna for years because of her own problems. But the three years she'd spent with her sister since have been amazing... and the younger folks here, too. She'd done so much to try and help them.

Elsa sets the plate down, wrapping one arm around Spongebob and holding him close as he snuggles against her.]

I can only be such a good big sister because I have such wonderful younger siblings. People like you, like Anna, like Farrah and Varian... you make me want to do my best to care for you, because you're all such wonderful people.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Cookies.

[Is all Cassandra's brain-to-speech detector picks up at first. Honestly, she... really wants a cookie, but she's also sitting there, looking at Elsa. Mostly Elsa. Her eyes sparkle.]

Elsa, you're a cookie.

[comeandfindme]

...Wait, they have weed in purgatory? Is- is that how all that happened?

[ WAS THE ACCIDENTAL SEANCE BECAUSE SOMEONE GOT THE SQUIP HIGH???? ]

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine assumed since she'd smoked with Janis on Sunday her tolerance would be better. That's how these things work, right?

She was very wrong. She is once again, pretty slumped over against the wall of the photo dungeon. ]

Oh my god. Oh my god Elsa they're warm? We can just eat them?

[ She was very wrong. ]

[fourbutts]

I mean... yeah, that makes sense.

[ a beat. ]

God, I don't even know everyone at my school.

[comeandfindme]

[ why ]

[brokeforgood]

[Farrah's brought her pompoms to the darkroom, and ever now and then, she'll get this giddy little smile and just rustle them at the nearest person.]

D-R-U-G-Z!

What does that spell?

[Or... maybe, she's a little less hyper. They're a pretty tightknit group now, and the only dudes left around are brother-figures or The Final Dad-- so she yanks out her ponytail holders, knowing that everyone loves to play with her hair high, and will insert herself into anyone's lap that's empty. Or anyone's not-empty lap, if it looks like she can fit.]

groundhogs

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[Off to the side of the field, Farrah's accumulated a small audience. One woman; human. Another woman; a horse. And an owl. A neat little trio, originally out here for the sake of a mid-morning ride and some fresh air.

Instead, they're watching Farrah cheer her little heart out and - well, it's infectious, okay?]

Yeah! [A round of applause as it comes to an end.] Woo! Bring that optimism!

[mcfife]

[Without stopping to think:] Yeah.

[Is that awful of him? Perhaps, but he would be a hyprocrite not to detest Maya for killing someone with the intent to do harm. If someone is a danger to themselves, the biggest thing you don't want to do is take their life. It's wrong. It's immortal. Angus would classify that under evil.

Spinel was vulnerable, and Angus killed her in her exposed state. When everyone at the trial realized he had succumbed to the nanite magic of the Knife of Evil, they correctly deemed him a monster and quickly voted that he face justice. He thanks them for their work in stopping him. Someone who kills the weak should not be allowed to live.

Each week, Angus wondered how so many deaths could have been prevented. That one moment - knowing how to properly treat hypothermia, deciding to help someone hurting instead of doing the hurting for them - could have changed everything. Perhaps they could have reached out to them. Perhaps it wouldn't have saved them completely, but it would at least give them their lives. Even Elle, already partially gone-

Mr. Barker's wife still recognized him. She had lost her mind from the poison, but she remembered him from so many years ago. She was still Lucy, not a stranger on the street. Even if Elle was no longer a genius lawyer, she was still Elle. A kind, brilliant, beautiful woman who loved to share her memories with Angus. A fiancee does not have to be perfect, she just has to love him and be loved in return.

He'd prefer her to be alive than perfect.]

[mcfife]

I don't know? [He didn't get a lot of context.] But it certainly felt like it.

[employeeoftheyear]

[Spongebob is 100% playing with Farrahs hair, and the Pom poms. They just so nice to run his fingers through.]

Drugzzzz...

[He makes a heavy emphasis on the z.]

I can’t believe my school warned me about them...

cw: suicide mention

[mayavericks]

[Despite everything, that makes Maya smile. It's humorless, even bordering on the bitter. But she hardly looks angry at his condemnation. Everyone had been so desperate to forgive her, to risk their lives for her, and it made her sick.

It had only gotten worse, with Hester's disappearance.]

I should have finished the job, when I had the blade to my neck. I wish I had. [She breathes out slowly. Her voice is calm, as if she's discussing the weather.] Regardless of whether I truly meant to harm Elle, whether or not I was in my right mind, I still killed her. The same for Orpheus, and to say nothing of Eurydice. Mercy should have been granted to someone who did so accidentally. For Varian, or for Sissi.

[mcfife]

[He slides a slice of tomato to Princess Celiztia.]

I will stand guard. No minion of the Wizard's will come to harm you.

Nothing's gonna harm you
Not when I'm around
Nothing's gonna harm you
No, sir, not while I'm around

Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays
I'll send them howling
I don't care
I got ways

[mayavericks]

[Maya starts to settle down with her current cookbook but... stops short when she hears the first few chords. Instead, she stands up and begins dragging her chair along with her. It's slow going considering her current injuries but... Eventually she's able to tuck herself by his side. Not in the way of his efforts but still close enough to reach out if need be.]

Are you trying to learn a particular song?