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]

[alsdkhfs he does startle a little bit, so there's that. But his expression relaxes a bit when he realizes who it is, and slides into amusement, even]

Baby steps and all that. [drawled--and he dogears his page in his book, moving to put it down] One moment, let me set this aside before you push me in, hm?

[disharmonizes]

Don't tempt me or I actually might. But it would be poor timing right now.

What are you reading, anyway?

[violentenvies]

[Poor timing, huh? He arches an eyebrow.

But he'll answer that question first, lifting the book to show Discord the cover]

Some light reading. [complete deadpan]

[disharmonizes]

...That must be extremely abridged.

[violentenvies]

No, but apparently simplified from the original version. [he moves to set it back down] To be honest, I'm really not expecting to understand it, but I figured, why not try?

[disharmonizes]

And I'm sure every word in there is wrong, but what can you do. Mortals attempting to understand the universe. Adorable.

Once we're out of here, I can really show you around, you know.

[violentenvies]

Oh, is that so? [his expression softens a bit at that] You'll show me the universes in all their shining, shimmering, splendid glory?

[disharmonizes]

I wasn't going to put it quite so quotably, but... essentially, yes. Though we'll need to get out first, of course.

Speaking of which...

[violentenvies]

Of course.

[but at that]

Speaking of which?

[disharmonizes]

Well, I was just considering... Since we're all getting ready for the big performance and that will snowball to us all getting out--

It's a rather big deal, is what I mean.

Ah... Step over here a moment? This probably shouldn't get wet.

[And he'll stand up and hold out a hand to help Salieri up so they can do this slightly further away from the pool.]

[violentenvies]

[well now he's very curious. Salieri looks a little bemused because what are you planning here sir??? but he'll reach out to take that hand, getting to his feet ]

Alright. I'll take your word for it.

[disharmonizes]

[Once they're a slight distance away, Discord will go ahead and continue.]

As I was saying, since this is a big deal, I figured we should go all out, so, ah...

[And he'll snap his fingers, so the little project he's been working on can appear. Which would be a dark garment... well, dark on first inspection.

It's a coat, long of course, with at first only a subtle shimmer before the light catches it and it becomes more obvious that it's very glittery. Not randomly, though -- if Salieri looks carefully it's very much looking like a starry sky, with what seem like constellations and even galaxy swirl patterns in it. Like if you could wear the night sky.

The lining, meanwhile, being both purple and dark blue blending together in an almost nebula sort of look.]

I thought I might help.

[violentenvies]

[Discord snaps--and a coat appears in his hands. And Salieri blinks, surprised, startled--before he actually registers what he's looking at.

It's a coat, long and dark and dramatic, but more to the point, it sparkles. And not in the way that Spongebob's Bedazzled ukulele did, but this is...this is more subtle, but not too much so. And Salieri finds he's staring, mouth open a bit in shock--and he takes a step closer]

Discord, what is...[he's reaching out to take a bit of the fabric in his hand, watching how the sparkles catches the light, and he realizes then the patterns it makes. The constellations, stars twinkling and glittering out from a dark sky, which also shifts and fluctuates into different shades, swirling in their patterns, beautiful and chaotic and perfect.

There's something tight in his throat and stinging his eyes and Salieri has to blink very rapidly as the coat starts to blur a bit. It's not like anything he's seen in the costume room, and Discord had a hard enough time making Salieri's beloved new baton with his powers, so that means....]

Discord, did you...did you make this? [his voice is a little hoarse, as he's really trying hard to keep some semblance of control right now as he runs a hand down one of the lapels]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, well, um... My magic is a bit limited, so I couldn't use it much for this, so...

[Now that it's out there, he's feeling more than a little self conscious about the whole thing. Making things manually isn't usually his style. He's done it before, certainly, but this project was a little much even then.

And he's been so busy with it, he hasn't even had time to worry about Salieri liking it yet. Until now, of course.]

I did, yes.

[violentenvies]

You made this. [he's breathless, almost, throat tight as he runs but hands over the lapel and part of the sleeves--and he tears his attention away from the garment so he can look up at Discord, eyes glassy and wet, expression just so softly befuddled and awed.] For me?

[disharmonizes]

[Oh no he looks like he's close to crying that's bad isn't it--]

Well, I certainly didn't make it for anyone else here, I used your measurements. It's much too big for any of the kids, so...

[violentenvies]

[alsdkhfs that pulls a small chuckle out of him, still a bit incredulous, and he's lifting a hand to wipe at his eyes]

Discord. I...I don't know what to say. [he's at a loss for words. How can he even begin to describe the amalgamation of TouchedAwedShockedElatedBefuddledLoved that he feels right now.] It's beautiful.

[disharmonizes]

Oh.

[Oh, these are good tears. He's so used to causing the bad kind -- delighting in it in the past, even -- that the mere concept of making someone cry from joy is just... so foreign to him.]

Well, I... I'm glad you like it. It did take a while to make, so this would be terribly awkward if you didn't--

[violentenvies]

No--[he interrupts, with something like a small, incredulous laugh]--no, I do, of course I do. How could I not?

[he sucks in a breath] May I--that is, can I try it on?

[disharmonizes]

Oh-- Yes, of course.

[Making sure the whole thing is in Salieri's hands, now, just... passing it over.]

By all means.

[violentenvies]

[His other jacket is already off, so it's just a matter of swinging this one carefully over his shoulders, almost reverent as he slides his arms into the sleeves, buttons the coat in the front and just...smooths his hands down the front, gently pulling it into place]

It's a perfect fit. [it almost feels like he can hardly breathe, not due to any fitting problems, but more that now that he's got it on, he can feel the care and careful fitting that somehow went into this without him ever even trying it on before]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, good. I mean, I thought it must be, it seemed to fit the measurements I took, but I'm not really used to making full garments like this, even if I've seen them made a lot--

[help he's nervous and rambling]

[violentenvies]

[okay, well maybe Salieri pretty much throwing his arms around Discord's neck and hugging him tightly will stop some of that]

Hush--hush, you--

[he can't help but laugh a little, watery and wet, almost incredulous.]

The whole coat is perfect. It's like nothing I've ever--it's just--[help him] I love it. [Salieri swallows, hard, trying to keep himself from crying too much again]

I love you.