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

[violentenvies]

Oh? You aren't joining me, then?

Are you sure? You did miss out last time.

[disharmonizes]

I doubt I'm missing out on much. It was mostly you all rolling around on the floor a lot.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri arches an eyebrow at that]

Well. One way to find out. After all, I did introduce you to drinking as a human. [he smirks]

[disharmonizes]

My, is this that peer pressure all those specials were about? Because you really seem to want me in on this.

[violentenvies]

Maybe I do. [he shrugs a shoulder] Perhaps you're due to relax for a bit yourself.

[disharmonizes]

We have met, yes? I'm always relaxed.

[violentenvies]

[just

gives him the most

deadpan look imaginable]

Mon amour, I consider myself to be rather skilled at hiding my emotions when I need to, and even I will admit that I have nothing on you.

[disharmonizes]

[...............]

...Fair enough, I suppose.

Fine, fine. Let's give this a try, then.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri can't help but look pleased as Discord agrees, and he'll go over to one of the mounds of pillows and settle himself, patting one of the pillows next to him, before getting to work on rolling up a blunt. It's similar enough to rolling a cigarette that he really is not having any trouble here]

[disharmonizes]

[Well, this is happening. They can just sit down then, and get started on this. Discord just taking that blunt once it's ready and they can just sit a while.

...Honestly, for a bit there, it's a little underwhelming.]

So is this supposed to be doing anything yet, or...?

[violentenvies]

[Salieri chuckles at that, reaching out to take that blunt back and pull a drag off of it, blowing out the smoke lazily before he hands it back]

Give it a moment. You didn't realize you were drunk at first, either.

[disharmonizes]

Yes, but being drunk was still a very different experience. This just feels the same. I'm pretty sure, anyway.

[violentenvies]

For now. [right he's just...maybe going to start loosening his cravat] Perhaps I should've cracked the door a bit more, it's starting to get a bit warm in here.

[disharmonizes]

Oh, yes, I--

[just... looks over as Salieri loosens that. oh.

wow.

it IS warm in here.]

I suppose it is.

[violentenvies]

[Salieri just huffs, pulling the cravat off and tossing it to the side carelessly, before starting to shrug out of his jacket]

That's alright, I'll just take off a few layers and that should be enough.

[disharmonizes]

[........]

That... should help.

Better...?

[violentenvies]

[he tosses the jacket on top of the cravat, letting out a small, pleased sigh]

Almost.

[and then he's just going to reach up and undo the top couple buttons of his collar]

There. Now I don't feel like I'm being strangled.

[disharmonizes]

[..........definitely hot in here]

Mhmm... right...

[violentenvies]

[Salieri moves to settle again, and in doing so, it becomes clear that his normal ponytail has loosened as some of the strands fall in his face--and he makes an annoyed sound]

Not that, too.

[he huffs, reaching up to undo the ribbon at the back, letting his hair fall loose around his shoulders for a moment, running a hand through it in annoyance to push it back from his face]

I'll have to redo that.

[disharmonizes]

[SIR]

Oh, well, I mean... no reason to, ah... rush... things.

[he is looking respectfully]

It's... certainly a new look for you.

[violentenvies]

[he's about to start tying his hair back up, but that gives him pause a moment. He turns his head to glance Discord's way, watching him a moment, calculating.

Then, the corner of Salieri's mouth quirks slightly, and he's tilting his head so that his hair falls loose over the front of his shoulder as well, framing his face.]

Oh. Is it?

[disharmonizes]

[he is staring

so much right now

and wow yeah Salieri was right it IS warm and his face is red and also his heart is racing what is happening]

Definitely not a bad thing... for the record.

1/2

[violentenvies]

[Well that is

immensely flattering.

Salieri's smirk widens slightly and he leans in close to Discord, one hand going down to the pillows for balance while the other reaches out, index finger curling in that goatee of his, winding it around his finger gently]

For the record...

2/2

[violentenvies]

...duly noted. [and his smirk widens as his hand moves to Discord's chest, flattening as he gives one good shove, pushing him away and down onto those pillows before he sits back a bit, smirking down at him, rather self-satisfied and smug.]

[disharmonizes]

[Salieri's right there, just, leaning close, doing all that--

...and then suddenly gravity increases on him?

......wait no those are pillows and he is on them now. okay. he slides down even more.

still just

staring

help]