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]

Really, Discord, I'm fine. [he's already spent most of the morning in bed, which is far more time in bed than he'd like.]

[disharmonizes]

That's all well and good, but our standards are a little higher than fine here.

[Just. gently pushes him, to make sure he's not getting out.

Stay.]

Don't consider it resting, if it helps you feel better about it. Consider it me grounding you.

[violentenvies]

That's not better. [he'll get annoyed look for that, reaching out to catch Discord's wrist as he gets urged back because he definitely was trying to get out whoops]

Discord, I've rested enough. There's work to be done.

[disharmonizes]

[He blinks as his wrist is caught, but only rolls his eyes a little, just. Using his other hand to keep Salieri in place.]

Ohhh, no, there is not. You've done plenty already.

[violentenvies]

That doesn't mean there isn't still more to be done. [he's getting a bit frustrated]

At the least, a meeting still needs to be held today. We have to bring everyone else up to speed.

[disharmonizes]

Pff, is that all? Nothing you need to get worked up about, then!

I'll just hold it.

[violentenvies]

[annoyed huff!]

It cannot just be held, Discord--you saw how that went originally. Nothing got done as it needed to without the proper organization.

[disharmonizes]

What, just because I'm made of chaos, that means I can't put together one meeting? Do you have that little faith in me?

[violentenvies]

[WOW??? Salieri's nose wrinkles--he can see what you're doing there sir!!!]

...I didn't say that. However, are you saying that you, a being of pure chaos, wants to organize a meeting? [arching an eyebrow]

[disharmonizes]

Yes. Yes, that is what I'm saying.

[violentenvies]

[That...will definitely give him pause. And for a moment, Salieri just stares at Discord, more than a little surprised. Maybe a little confused. Befuddled. In a good way?]

You...[Discord, the Lord of Chaos, is going to organize something...for him? On it's own, it would be a nice gesture, but considering who Discord is, it's...more than that. It's the very antithesis of everything that he is, and the fact that he's willing to do it anyway, just to make sure Salieri gets enough rest?

Who is he to refuse such a gift?]

...alright.

[disharmonizes]

Well, the agreement is very nice, but please understand that you do not actually have a say in the matter. I'd be doing this even if you don't want me to.

[violentenvies]

[lskdhfs that'll get an eyeroll out of Salieri at that, though there might be a touch of fondness to it]

Yes, yes, understood. [he huffs] Only you could be simultaneously so annoying and so sweet at the same time.

[disharmonizes]

It's a talent~

[violentenvies]

[Right he'll just...sit back against the headboard, then, folding his arms]

Though I'll have to warn you, if I'm stuck in here with nothing to do, I will get terribly bored.

[disharmonizes]

Well, I suppose we can't have that. Fine. Tell me what you want for entertainment, then, and I'll go get it.

[violentenvies]

[hmm...Salieri considers this] Oh...I suppose a book or two would do. It would keep me occupied at least, if the subject is interesting enough, and not about watching paint dry.