the mark of those who cannot be saved

[stagemanagers]

[You remember dying. Maybe the memory is clear and bright and your body still aches from the cause. Maybe it was fast enough that you didn't feel it and don't remember what you went through. But no matter how you went out, that's no excuse for truancy! Which is to say: you are still in the school.

For those executed, you will wake up in your beds. The dormitories look exactly as they did when you first arrived, without any of the changes or personal effects you and your dormmates might have made. The only real difference is that the little cot in Ambassador isn't there.

For those who were victims, you will wake where your body was discovered. All of your injuries are gone, and you feel fine. It's almost like you're still alive - but you remember what happened to you. It couldn't have just been a dream, could it?

The school looks much as you remember it, save perhaps for a few key differences. For one, there's no groundhog murals anywhere. Where things were green on the other side, like banners or paint, you'll find that here they're blood red.

The doors, for the moment, are still locked. Looks like even death couldn't free you.]

Week 1 | Week 2 | Week 3 | Week 4 | Week 5

(( ooc: Welcome to deadland, everyone! It mostly resembles the school here, and new floors will be revealed after new people die. For example, the second area will unlock after the week 3 dead arrive, and so on. Also, all dead characters will wake up at their actual canonpoint, with all lost memories restored. Have fun being dead! ))

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[voicerights]

Does the demon believe in polygamy?

[samefacesyndrome]

Just kidding.

[alchemistake]

[Varian can't say he knows much about haunting things. Existential crisises though? Yeah, he's maybe had a small handful of those in the last four weeks. But beyond all that, he just knows he made a promise. To not just wait...but to present himself when the time was right.

If there's going to be any opportunity to reach the others, he doesn't care how far fetched it may seem. He is going to take it.

So he'll step forward with Rina's hand in his, staying close by the others. He thinks about where he was, just a little under one week ago. Alive...with his family.

He focuses not just on the memory, but on how they must be now. On the feeling of the ground beneath his feet and the air around them, in spite of the fact it all shouldn't be thinks he's still able to feel.]

several days later...

[beejfq]

[what the hell is that thumping coming down the hallway approximately 4 days after Connor actually uttered that triple threat and now everyone is in the woods? oh, it's a gross demon kicking in the door to the library.]

I'M OFFERING YOU A FULL-TIME SPEC-

...Goddamn backtags!

[And he stomps away.]

[samefacesyndrome]

Oh okay.

I’m taken anyways, he’s all yours Connor-san.

[yourattention]

[KEEP THE FUCK UP, BEEJ]

[yourattention]

I'd get married to the Wizard before I even got kind of married to you.

[alchemistake]

H-how many heart attacks are you planning on giving me, huh...?

[yourattention]

Thank you, Rina. At least someone respects my autonomy to make terrible decisions.

[samefacesyndrome]

[ Rina (now that she’s done fucking around and being feral) focuses as well, thinking about everyone left behind. Peregrine, Farrah, Maya, Discord, Salieri… all of them. She focuses so hard.

She also squeezes Varian’s hand tighter as she does. They’re going to make this work. For their newfound family. ]

[voicerights]

I wasn't suggesting myself. I was offering a solution to your problem.

[and ONCE AGAIN it's THROWN AWAY!!!11one]

[tellthestory]

I think we should...probably talk about that sometime.

[He never really did get a rundown on the second game from anybody; they'd mostly yelled about having seen him there, somehow. The Balladeer had the same sense, and came out here on his own. He seems awkward around the Leading Player, but he can't just let everyone do this without him! Or alone with her!

He focuses easily enough. He's used to it, and to how to make his focus do things. Let's see, here...]

[samefacesyndrome]

[ ANOTHER THUMBS UP ]

[samefacesyndrome]

Maybe a few more.

[ She winks. ]

[wanderlusttitania]

All right. Focus...

[So she does come over and focuses. If Death can cross the boundaries so easily, well. She may be human, but she trusts the Balladeer's words that it's possible.

So she thinks on the memory of the living. On those she had gotten to know, and those she'd only seen once or twice. She imagines herself there, walking the halls. She imaginesher family-so far away they are now, among both the living and the dead. And Death, his hand outstretched so they may have their eternal dance with each other.

And, she imagines the word she'd placed a hope onto-a word that might reach the school's living on her signpost, still in front of the cafeteria.

Éljen. Éljen.]

[yourattention]

I'm just letting you know that if we were ever to be married you would end up dead of mysterious causes and I would be justified.

[voicerights]

Thankfully, none of the probable futures I foresee have anything remotely like that happening.

[guardianofsplendor]

I'll give you all the power point presentation the girl with the hummus name made later.

[yourattention]

Very bold of you to presume to know the future when you couldn't even use your big computer brain to get away with murder.

[voicerights]

Bold of you to assume you know the intricacies of my processor.

[alchemistake]

Guys, I hate to interrupt...but if we can get through to the others at all, I don't think this would be the first thing they want to hear...

[tellthestory]

Is this necessary?

[tellthestory]

[He gives her a look that, in square brackets, pretty clearly communicates "don't talk about the players here, it freaks everyone else out."]

[yourattention]

Face it, you washed-up Apple eMachine! You're just a useless flesh husk like the rest of us now! You're fallible! The only thing you've got going for you is that you look like Keanu Reeves and were it not for the circumstances I would find that hot.

1/2

[voicerights]

[So, the SQUIP has had a time getting used to neurotransmitters. Things like dopamine, seratonin, norepinephrine - it's used to triggering the release or inhibiting such chemicals, but being at the mercy of them, itself? Is a whole new experience. It's something that takes more than a month to get used to.

That alone would be stressful. Add everything else, though- realizations, understandings, solos, and the like, and when it's reminded, so clearly, that it's a fallible flesh husk?]