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! ))

Comments

[employeeoftheyear]

[Spongebob smiles up at Angus as he sings, before pulling him into a hug.]

I love you, Angus, and I hope you don't mind if I still talk to you once I start relaxing.

[mcfife]

[Angus leans into the hug and--

It's been a while, hasn't it?]

I won't mind. At least I will know where you are.

[employeeoftheyear]

[Please don't lean too much Angus you'd crush his tiny body. But Spongebob happily lets himself get absorbed in the hug.]

Thank you. I don't wanna leave you guys ever again!

[He doesn't elaborate what he means by that.]

[mcfife]

[Be comforted by his well-muscled arms, Bob.]

You don't have to. My friends of the opera house have devised a way to travel to each other's universes. They won't keep you from doing the same.

[employeeoftheyear]

[He looks up at him with teary eyes.]

You... you really mean it, Angus?

[mcfife]

[A hearty nod.]

It would be rude not to invite you to my kingdom after all that has happened.

[employeeoftheyear]

[He parts the hug, seeming not convinced.]

E-even after last Wednesday? And after I yelled at you?

[mcfife]

...Even though.

[They were both grieving, in their own ways. It's difficult to move on when they're forced to discuss what happened under the threat of death.]

...Please don't believe that I would want you dead again.

[employeeoftheyear]

[He pulls him into a hug again.]

I’m sorry, I really shouldn’t have said that you would have wanted me to die. I was a real jerk then.

[He doesn’t make excuses, he can’t really give one when he’s sure he would have reacted the same if he was in Angus’s shoes.]

[mcfife]

...You were right, in a way. I don't know how I could have redirected my anger if you or Farrah were killed in the crash. Perhaps I would have hated you for causing her harm, or for leaving us.

[People do desperate things when pushed. Elle, for example.]

I don't know. But if she died, you would have been executed, wouldn't you?