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itscurtains2021-07-17 06:57 pm
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don't stop believing
[It's a pleasant afternoon in the garden. Maybe not emotionally, but physically - isn't it nice when you get to have class outside?
As your voices rise, singing defiance in unison out for the Wizard, there's no immediate response; at least, nothing that clearly is a response. But there's something. Amidst the sound of your song, it may be hard to hear at first; Janis will likely be the first to notice, but eventually everyone is able to hear. It sounds as though other voices are rising along with yours.
There's something on the air - no music, or at least no instrumentals, just a disembodied sort of lyrical chant. You don't recognize any of the voices. They aren't singing the same song as you all are. Maybe they can't; they sound long long ago, and far far away now. Still - despite everything - the trees around you move lightly in a sudden soft breeze. It feels as though you have invoked something, old and entirely beyond your knowledge.
But first. Haven't you forgotten something?
It's Wednesday.
Welcome to this week's school club!]
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[He sounds upset, but like. Mostly because he thought they were all closer than that!!! You didn't even text or call!!!! NANA YOU GHOSTED THEM ALL FOR A YEAR!!!!!]
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I-It wasn't by myself! I left with the Leading Player and the troupe! And I couldn't tell anyone, it would have been spoilers!!
[ But even with that explanation she still feels the weight of guilt - especially when she thinks about how everyone is at Denny's apparently. ]
And I also just... didn't want any of you to try and stop me or put your own lives on hold... or worry too much about me.
[ Bit late for that though once they realized she wasn't around. ]
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[He spends. So much time hanging out with Beetlejuice. Like, an inadvisable amount of time hanging out with Beetlejuice.]
Anyway, did you, like. Get him? Who even was he? [A beat.] Was it a fourth SQUIP?
[HE HAS TO ASK, OK.]
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He was... just a guy. A guy whose original world had become...
[ She takes a deep breath. ]
...An endless timeloop.