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

2/2

[violentenvies]

[His thumb brushes gently over one of Discord's sharp cheekbones, contemplative, before he starts singing, quietly, just loud enough for the two of them to hear:]

I feel that I first should say
That you're the best part of my day
And sure as I breathe the air
I’ll be by your side, I swear

It’s a prickly path that goes on for miles
But it's worth it just to see you smile

And I cannot be pulled apart
From the hold you have on my heart
And even if some might say it's wrong
You're in my head like a catchy song

The seasons change and leaves may fall
But I'll be with you through it all
And rain or shine, you'll always be mine

It’s a prickly path that goes on for miles
But to be with you makes it all worthwhile

And you should not blame me, too
If I can't help falling in love with you...

[disharmonizes]

[Oh. Oh, that's... not something he's expecting. Because that's soft and sweet and... nothing like anything that should ever be directed at him, really.

Well, Fluttershy does it, but that's different.

(It's not that different.)

It's a bit of a surreal moment, where he just listens. Trying to ignore the fact that he's definitely feeling his face burning a little, going red.]

W-Well, now... And you keep calling me sweet...

[violentenvies]

[he can't help but chuckle at that, absolutely charmed by how adorable Discord looks as his face goes all red like that--and he's pushing up a bit again so he can lean up, hovering a bit over him]

That's because you are. [and he'll just peck the tip of his nose, once, before smiling down at him, gently, with possibly the most soft, besotted expression ever on his face]

I love you. And I want to stay with you. For as long as you'll have me.

[disharmonizes]

As long as I will, hm? You expect me to get tired of you?

[Teasing a little.]

[violentenvies]

[wow look at that, time to make a joke out of this--and he chuckles]

Well, if you do, at least do it after you give me a tour of all those universes you keep hinting at, hm? [teasing back :)]