don't stop believing

[stagemanagers]

[Streetlights, reveals] | [Vision Statements] | [Mass Resolution: CONNECT] | [A little touch of the sun (Revival)] | [They do this bullshit like 8 times a week (Rescue)]


[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!]

Comments

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Well... if you say so.

[At least she can understand that much. She's hung out with the pub thugs enough to know that a person's merit isn't measured by how often they bathe.]

So... You're from the last one of these, huh?

[etincelledefierte]

Just don’t let him drive you anywhere. I think that shaved a good year off my lifespan.

[she nods.]

My name is Claudine. I was in the last one of these things, but I’m okay now.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

Guess I'd better learn how to drive at some point.

[Someone has to be a responsible driver!! Nods back!]

Cassandra. I just went through this weird, dangerous thing, and I'm doing pretty good already. I'm just a little tired.

[etincelledefierte]

[a little while later, after she’s done kissing all the pretty girls —]

I think we should have a few drivers lined up.

[she chuckles.]

I also don’t blame you for being tired. I was exhausted after the whole thing that happened to us. Having to possess your own body after it got repaired by a computer —

[Yes, Cobalt SQUIP, Claudine’s pointing to you —]

— it’s a long story, but it’s part of how we came back after we died. And it was weird and exhausting. But don’t worry, it’s safe where we’re going next. I think more of our friends will be there.

[feudalladyshandmaid]

[How valid of you, girl.]

I- ah... Sure.

[Being possessed by a "computer"!!! Sure!!!]

You think so? [She sighs and her whole body sags. Not enough to topple over, thankfully.] Between you and me, I don't think our group could take any more enemies.