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! ))

Comments

[disharmonizes]

[Oh, you're not hiding that, sir. He got you.]

And don't you just seem so broken up about it.

[violentenvies]

Yes, well...

Perhaps easy is overrated.

[disharmonizes]

Careful, now, or else people might start to think you actually like me.

[violentenvies]

Considering that there are those that cottoned on to that even before I did, mon cher, I believe the cat is well out of the bag. [drawled, teasing]

Or, should I say, the draconequus?

[disharmonizes]

I suppose you have a point there.

Honestly, though, what do you even imagine coming out of that bag? [Salieri obviously has no idea what a draconequus actually is and that's kind of fun.] I mean, what do you think I look like?

[Is this the time? No. But it's nice. Just talking.]

[violentenvies]

Well, I know one part. You mentioned an eagle claw before...however, if we're going simply by name, then I imagine there's also part dragon, part pony involved.

[he looks mildly amused] And, I imagine, the facial hair stays.

Though admittedly, with no reference, I simply mostly just imagine you as you are now.

[disharmonizes]

Aw, I was hoping you'd exercise that mind of yours a little more. Though, yes, there are some dragon and pony parts.

Well, you'll get to see my real form eventually, I'm sure.

[violentenvies]

Well, you did mention the first stop being Equestria...

[...something occurs to him, then, and he frowns a bit, but more in thought than anything]

...I doubt there are any humans in Equestria, so...if I were to go to Equestria, would I become a pony while I was there, then?

[disharmonizes]

If you like. You'd stand out far too much like yourself.

Though if you'd rather be a dragon or something else, that's on the table, too. You'd still stand out, of course, just... not as much.

[violentenvies]

[eyebrow arch]

So I have options, do I?

[disharmonizes]

Of course. I've told you, haven't I? Power to alter all reality.

Changing one person's form, well, that's absolutely nothing. And there's far more than just ponies around.

[violentenvies]

Mmn. So you've said. Changelings, dragons, ponies...anything else?

[disharmonizes]

Oh, there's all sorts of creatures. Hippogriffs, deer, griffons, yak, minotaurs, diamond dogs, centaurs...

Well. I wouldn't recommend that last one, though. Personal bias.

[violentenvies]

[lskdhfs well that is.

A lot.]

That is certainly a list of options.

[he considers]

...which one do you think would suit me? [arched eyebrow]

[disharmonizes]

...Are you sure you want to leave it up to me?

Does that seem safe to you?

[violentenvies]

I didn't say I was leaving it up to you, I was just curious as to your opinion.

[disharmonizes]

Technically you are, considering it's my powers anyway, but.

I'm not sure I can picture you as a dragon or griffon or anything like that. Perhaps a pony is the best option.

[violentenvies]

But you can picture me as a pony, then. [amused]

Duly noted.

[disharmonizes]

I could definitely see it, yes.

Unicorns are rather stuck up. Perhaps one of those.

[violentenvies]

A unicorn. [that's...a surprise] Not what I would've expected.

[disharmonizes]

Oh? You had expectations?

[violentenvies]

Not precisely. Only...unicorns in the mythology I'm used to are rare creatures that only appear to things like kings, errant knights and young ladies who are pure of heart and all that. [he waves his free hand, as if to indicate "all that"]

[disharmonizes]

[......okay yep he's gonna laugh at that]

Oh, that's rich. Unicorns are no more special than any other kind of pony, even if I'm sure some of them would say otherwise.

[Somewhere in the distance, there is a GREAT and POWERFUL sound of disagreement.]

Mostly I've found they're prone to being anxious and making bad decisions.

[violentenvies]

[....ah]

In that case, I suppose it would be rather fitting. [ruefully]

[disharmonizes]

[Just kind of. drapes over him.]

Yes, I thought so~