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]

[Yeah, that... checks out a lot, with her theory.

And Farrah? Farrah hates that she's become a girl with a theory. Fuck that. Still--- she's gonna haul ass back to the school, dirty cheer uniform and all, to find help.]

Hey! Hey-- I need your help!

[mcfife]

[Hey, a distraction! If Farrah needs help, Angus must offer his aid.]

Farrah? Is everything alright? [He runs out of the teacher's lounge with the Gloryhammer in hand.]

[barberic]

[Dad's alarms start going off at the sound of one of his girls calling for help, and so he is here as well.]

Where have you been? You aren't hurt, are you?

[With concern, as he takes in how dirty she is.]

[brokeforgood]

Oh, good-- you two, perfect. [She breathes a tiny sigh of relief, but she's unsure if she should shake her head at Angus' question to tell him everything's alright, or no at Benji's question, to tell him she's not hurt. So she just kindof. Bobbles her head around.]

I'm okay! I need help-- come on! [And she's zipping right out of there, back to the rock by the football field, before anyone can stop her.]

[mcfife]

[Angus spares a brief glance at Benjamin and runs off after her. He's not as fast as Farrah, considering that he's also carrying a heavy weapon, but if she's running towards the field, he's not going to lose sight of her.]

[barberic]

[Benjamin's bigger and less toned than Angus, but he's not carrying a fucking huge hammer, so he can at least keep pace with the prince.

When they get down there he doubles over, hands on his knees, panting.]

What- the rock?

[brokeforgood]

Yeah. Look-- someone was trying to get under there. That wasn't me. [Farrah's fine, what's up, dudes?]

Maya and I found the creepy mannequin in there a few weeks ago. Then... after that, this rock showed up, and I found H out here, the night--- [She sucks in a breath of air.] The night of... the storm. She was out here in the rain. Just like, ugly crying. Really hard.

[mcfife]

[Angus squats by the rock and rungs his hands over the dirt. Someone was digging here. Something important is buried.]

Did she say what happened?

[The next course of action is clear - move that rock and find out what's the big deal about this particular patch of dirty. He gestures at Mr. Barker and stands:] Farrah - [He hands the Gloryhammer over to her.]

[barberic]

[Benjamin sucks in a breath and lets it out heavily as he straightens back up with a decisive nod.]

Right.

[He goes to the other side of the boulder, stretching and flexing his arms a little before he squats down and digs his hands in to get a grip under the rock.]

[brokeforgood]

No. She couldn't-- [Farrah swallows, feeling guilty, now, for the way she had exploded on Hester at prom.] -- She couldn't remember.

[But there's no time to feel guilty, right now. Angus hands her his hammer-- holy shit. She has to rebalance herself, to hold the mighty thing.

There's a great desire for her to cause chaos with it. But. She focuses on the task at hand.]

[mcfife]

[What is Hester? Everything is a mystery, but Angus hasn't been as close to her as the girls have. Regardless, he hooks his hands under one end of the stone and gets into position.]

One three, Mr. Barker. One...two...

Three! [And lifts!]

Mods like to jump back in?

[barberic]

[Benjamin sucks in a breath on three, and grunts as he puts his strength into lifting the stone as well.]

[stagemanagers]

[The stone is heavy as all hell but between two grown ass men and their emotional support cheerleader, they succeed in moving it off the disturbed pile of earth Farrah found a few weeks ago. The roses seem disinterested in their impressive act of strength.]

[brokeforgood]

[Sorry, Angus' hammer-- she drops it. Then she scrambles forward, to look under where they've lifted the rock.

Please don't drop it on her, friends.]

[mcfife]

[FARRAH NO THAT'S AN ANCIENT RELIC actually it's not the worst damage it's sustained but DON'T CRAWL UNDER HERE WE CAN'T MOVE THE ROCK AWAY THAT FAST.]

[stagemanagers]

[oh god, Farrah, you feral moleperson.

Under the rock is still that vaguely person-shaped lump from before. If she tried she could probably drag it to avoid being crushed she likely could!]

[brokeforgood]

[Cool, Cool, Cool---

Farrah tries to yank and drag it out.]

[barberic]

Wh- Farrah!

[Strained as his voice is by the effort of holding onto the big rock, he somehow manages to get the Dad Worry in there.

He's also going to start moving away to drop it a safe distance to the side.]

[stagemanagers]

[It's pretty light and glides easily (and safely) across the grass!]

[mcfife]

Hurry- [Angus grunts as he shuffles to the side as quickly as he can. They have to be at least a foot away from the hole before he can even consider letting it down.]

[brokeforgood]

[honestly, a concerned dad voice shouting her name is so routine to her that she doesn't even notice--

What up with this body? Has Farrah found her fourth corpse?]

[barberic]

[Benji also shuffles quickly, making sure he can see all of Farrah (more important than making sure to be clear of the original site) before he glances at Angus to coordinate starting to set it down.]

[stagemanagers]

[The "body" she finds is, thankfully(?), the same as she found it the first time.

A mannequin, wrapped in a red curtain, wearing jeans and a black and grey flannel shirt.]

[brokeforgood]

Why——

Why is this back here— [She feels even more alarmed by it now—- doesn’t know why it’s here, or why Hester would be kneeling by it, or—-]

Why the fuck is this here?!

[mcfife]

[This rock is no longer needed, time for the drop.]

Where was it supposed to be?

[Just gonna pick up the mannequin and inspect it for anything weird on it.]