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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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But he'll open his eyes. What is he looking at?]
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There are some porcelain statues of varying sizes and glass vases, most on pedestals all at about waist height and one perched on a small table. There's a cart full of a variety of fine-bone china dishes of varying sizes, a tea pot or two, heck, maybe even a soup tureen. There's a very old-looking, worn out record player, an old computer monitor even more outdated than the ones in the computer lab and, finally, a smattering of glass animals.
In the middle of the room, next to the cart, stands Salieri, idly and slowly spinning a small china saucer between his hands]
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And then there's Salieri, standing there, spinning that saucer. And Discord will just be moving closer, raising an eyebrow, looking amused.]
Well, someone's been busy.
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[he tilts his head a bit, observing Discord as he comes closer]
...I thought you might enjoy the chance to blow off a little steam.
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[That's... maybe the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for him? And he's so incredibly touched, what the heck.]
You made a chaos room.
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I made a chaos room.
[and with that, he turns and frisbees that saucer at the wall with as much force as he can muster. It shatters on impact, the pieces falling to the floor]
...my. [he glances back over his shoulder at Discord, that hint of mischief back in his face] That is enjoyable, isn't it?
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[And he smacks one of those glass animals to the floor, just as an appetizer. Goodbye you little shit.]
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You know, knocking them off works well enough for the smaller items. However...[and he's reaching behind one of the pedestals and pulling out...
a baseball bat]
There's always alternate methods. [he has the endcap of the bat balanced between two fingers with the rest of it hanging down--and he offers it out to Discord, smirk growing wider]
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oh no you're giving the lord of chaos a baseball bad what are you thinking
he looks entirely too excited as he takes that.]
Ohhh, you are so right! Good thing you're here to remind me to think out of the box.
[Yep, he's gonna take that to one of the monitors. Perish.]
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Which is why he can't help both the wince and the laugh as Discord goes after that monitor]
I have my moments. [amused, but drawled, clearly pleased with the results of his planning]
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[Annnnd there goes a plate. Though Discord pauses, after, looking Salieri's way.]
Hold still a moment?
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As you wish.
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Oh well, alright then. He'll just kiss him back, then, leaning in a little closer, ignoring all those butterflies that just erupted in his stomach, making him feel almost giddy.
...of course, the beginnings of a smile that he just can't quite keep off his face might be ruining that a bit but he's just
he's really happy, okay.]
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