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curtainsdown2021-06-12 11:09 pm
stagemanagers) wrote in curtainsdown2021-06-12 11:09 pm
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the mark of those who cannot be saved
[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! ))
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.]
(( 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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[God, he should. Not be on the table for this, huh? He rolls off the table, onto the opposite side of the table from LP, and sits before pulling the box toward himself and rifling through it. Oh! Edibles! He'll leave those for the less experienced people. He takes a joint instead and shuts the box, before looking up at LP.]
Got a light?
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[She grins and snaps her fingers again. A small spark jumps from her fingertips and lights the tip of the joint. Oh, the temptation of that flirting song from that show she stole Mark from.]
Fire happens to be a specialty of mine.
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He takes a drag of the joint, letting the smoke settle in his lungs. If Miguel were here, he'd know the exact amount to smoke. The right mix and strain for everyone. Connor doesn't and at this point? He's simply happy to not fucking be sober.]
Hey, you know that weird thing you and B do? Where you just know stuff? Are you guys born like that or is it something you learn how to do?
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Oh, you mean the Narration? [Connor can defiantly hear that capitalization.] Neither of us were "born" exactly. You know that old myth Athena, right? Sprang fully formed from Zeus's head, full of knowledge, blah blah blah. We're kind of like that. We're made to facilitate, explain and pass on stories.
But now that you mention it- [She takes another drag.] -I've never actually heard of someone "learning" how to be a Narrator without already having some kind of buried deeper link to their story.
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Somewhere in the Groundhog suit in the world of the living, Nana sneezes. ]