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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SUNDAY

[stagemanagers]

[Come Sunday morning, you'll find posters hanging throughout the school. Or perhaps they've always been there, and you simply missed them? They look like they've been stuck there for a long time; some are only hanging by a corner now, and the walls behind them are tacky with old adhesive.

The posters themselves are faded with age, nearly yellowed, and often creased or even torn. The only words legible are:]

CLUB MEETING
WEDNESDAY

MONDAY

[stagemanagers]

TUESDAY

[stagemanagers]

[brokeforgood]

Wow. [Farrah wakes up Sunday morning and… remembers everything. Thankfully, we already remembered the worst bits. So instead of like… this being traumatizing?]

That really was the worst sleepover ever. And that’s before the murder.

[Farrah spends the rest of the day bustling around. You might catch her in the kitchen with a bowl of veggies, or in the library studiously bent over books—— but wherever you find her, she’s in the company of a furry little rabbit that’s alive. Sometimes Ruddiger’s there, sometimes he’s not, but she actually seems concerned about both animals health. It’s a step in the right direction.]

[mayavericks]

[Perhaps unsurprisingly, Maya spends most of her day in Broadhurst. The door is propped open, and she has several mattresses on the floor for anyone to join her with. She's left any undelivered letters out in the hall throughout the weekend, so feel free to handwave that!

At least when she wakes up, she seems pleased enough? The memories she's regained... feel warm. Despite the tragedy she had witnessed, everything has panned out well enough. And even if she lost the lead role in the end, she was still with her friends.

She tries not to think about how that happiness must have been disturbed by her disappearance, by the disappearances of Claudine and Nana. She doesn't want to think about that, not after all of this.

In the end, she leaves her room twice. The first is to go to the Principal's office. Judging by the sounds of pounding and yelling, that... search doesn't go particularly well. So unwell that she emerges and promptly... slides down the wall in a heap.

Don't mind her.

Before long, though, she does manage to go to the makeshift graveyard. She brings with her some flowers (difficult though it is with her crutches), laying each of them on the graves -- ones that she had created. Before long she kneels on the ground. It feels like ages since she's prayed, but she tries it now.

And when she finishes, she just stares at the dirt.]

Can you hear me? I hope you can. You do not... really need my permission to be angry, I'm sure. But I want you to know that it's okay. I accept it. Deserve it, even. Even if my actions were not my own, I still... did that. Separated you from loved ones.

I should be there, with you. If anyone deserved mercy, it certainly was not me. I apologize for that as well. I... tried.

[sugarlumps]

[Sunday morning LSP wakes up in the Ambassador Dorm as usual, except- kind of giddy? And laughing.]

AHAHAHAHAHA, I KNEW IT, I'M A HERO, I SAVED THE WO-O-ORLD- ...oh glob I am so tired.

[And just. Slumps back down in her bed for a while.]

[Once she's actually up and active she's just. Kind of actively checking on everyone? Like literally everyone, unless you're hiding. She's got a prop sword from the costume room at her waist and an armful of stuff from the kitchen.]

Okay, so Friday lumping fucked in the worst way, but that is why we need to stick together and be prepared so we can kick the Wizard's stupid butt before he tries anything else. Being a hero's about being prepared and junk. Hero time.

[dot dot dot]

[And then she's gonna shove a piece of fruit or a biscuit or a cold waffle at whoever's she's talking to. Possibly directly into their mouth, if she can.]

SO KEEP UP YOUR LUMPING STRENGTH, THIS IS IMPORTANT.

[mayavericks]

[Maya is. Quite literally, a captive audience. And even if she tries to protest, well -- There's now a cold waffle in her mouth, so...]

Mmmff mmmm mfm?

[sugarlumps]

No arguments, Maya.

[Eat your fucking breakfast even though by now it's probably past noon.]

Wizard needs to go down before he does anything else. Lumpy Space Style.

ONE LAST INVESTIGATION

[comeandfindme]

[ She remembers high school graduation. She remembers summer. She remembers moving into her dorm in St. Paul, remembers meeting her roommate, remembers her first month, remembers—
"Peregrine: You can't change what happened."
...
"Where’s the other half?"
"I don't know. I was thinking maybe he took it with him. Maybe he wants you to find it."

She remembers planting two trees. She remembers the fourth annual turkey drop. She remembers her mother sharing the news, remembers already making plans, remembers the excitement and joy, remembers finally finally feeling like maybe she was ready, ready to live her life—

And it abruptly ends. When she wakes for the first Sunday in weeks with a strange, almost incredible calm. Clarity.

It gives way to a heavy weight on her chest almost immediately and she untangles herself from Janis's sleeping form. It's so very early in the morning, but she feels rested. Once making sure someone else is with Maya, she decides it's time to finish something she'd started two weeks ago.


So. You know photoquest? It's back on and ohhh she is taking pictures everywhere. The lobby, east hall, west hall, the grounds (besides the woods), the entirety of the second floor, the roof— Peregrine is going to photograph every room, until she's out of film. She'll develop those in the darkroom and take more if she needs to. Feel free to find her in any of these places, taking some meticulous photos!

One last chance. What do these photos old?

Peregrine spends much of the day taking care of Maya. She changes her bandages, checks on her stitches, does everything necessary. But...at some point, she needs a break. It's late in the evening when she retrieves...something from the library, something that she then sets up in the band room. For quite some time, she can be found attempting to play something that is far beyond her skill level.

But still. She tries. ]

[fourbutts]

[ "And so, freshman, the moral of our story is thus: calling someone stupid won't make you any smarter."
"And even the people you don't like at all are still people!"
"SO GET OFF THEIR DICKS!"

Janis wakes up in Broadhurst late in the morning, after being asleep for a solid 36 hours, and spends a while just. Looking up at the ceiling. Peregrine is awake early, of course, and she hasn't gotten the courage to look over yet, but she knows Maya is here. She did that. She saved Maya, and now she remembers all the way up to curtain call and knows more about how she did it.

Janis extends a hand towards the ceiling and snaps. Nothing happens, of course, but... the memory is nice. ]

New morning
Feels different than before
It's dawning
This thing I've been waiting for
And I'm flying
My feet won't touch the ground
And I'm ready
To turn our lives around

[ Outside of the room, her step is light - lighter than it should be, perhaps, after three bodies yesterday, but she feels like she's earned it - as she heads up to the art room. She eyes a canvas for a while, then shakes her head and grabs some paint.

Then she heads to a hallway and pulls out a brush, cracking her knuckles as she does. ]

Let's do this.

[ And before long, in massive curly letters, she has written:

BECOME UNGOVERNABLE

And yes. I'm not doing the html for it, but rest assured: it's in a beautiful rainbow of colors.

After that, she's going to slide over to the library and grab a bunch of scripts to plays - they do all have something in common, if you know plays and care to look, but at the moment she's reading Our Town with great interest. ]

Damn, this guy rules...

[ And, later still, she actually... tracks down Peregrine. ]

peregrine!!!

[comeandfindme]

[ Peregrine is in the band room! Trying to play a piano concerto by one Antonio Salieri! ...She's not doing too great at it, but she is persistent. ]

No— wait, shoot. [ She starts the phrase she was trying over again. They'd barely gotten to two-handed playing before he'd—

She takes it slower. Hasn't even realized Janis is there yet. ]

[mcfife]

[Angus wakes up exhausted in Ambassador. So many deaths, so many lost friends and broken promises. The Phantom - no, the SQUIP - is now a friend among them, and he was posessing none other than-]

Evan Hansen?!

[He runs out into the dorm hallway.] The Wizard was using Evan Hansen?!

[He's got some things to work through. First he's dropping off the terrarium with all six of Ambassador's lizard in the cafeteria before heading into the garden. Elle is with the dead now, and he won't let her believe that he's moved on for a second. All of his old gifts to her, the hairpins, any living rose bouquets, the eidelweis encased in glass, that belongs on her tomb. He also has a flower crown made from thistles resting on it. He hopes she can make use of them.]

And even if you can't see me...know that I'm waiting for you. We will have the most epic wedding, all of us will be there. I swear on it.

[For the rest of the morning, Angus is training in the woods while Bruiser sits in a pile of pillows and naps. It's time he prepares to kill the wizard, no more waiting. The trees make for fine dummies as he throws his wright behind each swing of the Gloryhammer, denting the bark.]

[fourbutts]

[ Janis is going to just. Hang out for a second, but. She will, at some point, clear her throat between Peregrine's valiant attempts. ]

Hey, Per?

Ambassador

[sugarlumps]

Uuugh, fuck that guy.

[Said sleepily, from under her covers.]

[mcfife]

[He grabs her by the shoulders and shakes her.]

The Phantom was Evan Hansen! Possessed by the SQUIP, but his body was being used! That's why Conner was taken here!

[He runs to his conspiracy board by his bed and attachea a string between "The Phantom" and "Connor Murphy" then adds a new phrase - "Evan Hansen, dead during our captivity". It's all fitting together now.]

[sugarlumps]

AUGH- wait, what?

[There's just a second where she almost flips into self-defense mode at being shaken awake, but thankfully the actual words get through to her quickly enough. Also presumably Angus is moving around kind of quickly to get his Pepe Silvia board ready.]

...that wad besmirched my Connor's good name and then kidnapped him for all this?!

[Good thing Evan's not here or we'd be having another trial entirely too soon.]

photoquest

[mcfife]

[In the afternoon, Angus takes itupon himself to see what the others are up to. Fewer friends means it's easier to keep an eye on all of them. Unfortunately, he cannot determine what Peregrine is doing.]

Do you take pictures as a hobby?

[mcfife]

That was the SQUIP. The Wizard kidnapped Evan to kill him and use him as a puppet.

...We had no clue what he was up to. Just like how we assumed Riley was no threat.

[So many stealth assholes last time!]

[mcfife]

[Angus walks past Farrah in the hallway, holding his hammer and with the Legendary Enchanted Backpack strapped on, which still has the bow Elle left on it before she-]

Where did you find that? [Since when did the Wizard give out rabbits?]

[sugarlumps]

Evan Hansen is the SQUIP!?

[That's even worse.]

I HATE HIM SO MUCH-!

[mcfife]

No, the SQUIP is the robot-

[well, it's complicated. He can explain that later.]

He was brought back to life alongside the dead. He's no threat to us now, but that's not the most important bit.

...One of the other people trapped there met The Wizard

[sugarlumps]

What, and didn't manage to kill him? Weak.

[mcfife]

No. It was...

He wasn't able to get close enough to get a good view, but he said that the Wizard always wanted to be a father.

[sugarlumps]

Ugh, he WOULD.

[Despite everything that's happened here, she does not have a great view of parental figures.]

[mcfife]

It was an older man...but they were able to speak. Curses! If only Stephen were here to pin down his voice!