TIME TO MEET AGAIN

[disharmonizes]

[So, for a change of things, it's not Salieri gathering people together in the cafeteria this time, but... Discord? Discord, organizing? Willingly? Oh, we are having a time here. There's enough tea and cucumber sandwiches for everyone, everything all set up.

Some of the sandwiches are floating. Don't worry about it.

There's whiteboards set up, as well, though right now they're mostly filled with a lot of random doodles of people here and in the land of the living. Some of them are nicer than others. There's more than a few rude ones of the SQUIP, because we're all super mature adults here. At least one of the boards is just a mess of abstract colors.

Everyone will be greeted by Discord and also the dulcet tones of Dancing Queen playing on the boombox he dragged over here. You're welcome.]

Ladies, gentlemen, others... Welcome to the meeting. We have a lot to go over, so! Let's get started.

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Comments

[disharmonizes]

Trying to make reality ordered and structured is possible, in theory, but it tends to work out... poorly.

And that's very much not what we want to have happen here.

[voicerights]

Agreed.

[holy shit what the hell happened during that sync]

[disharmonizes]

...I'm sorry, what?

[did

did they swap the squip with someone else

is this an imposter]

[voicerights]

I expressed agreement with you.

[oh, look, they're already in an emergency meeting! convenient, huh?]

[disharmonizes]

Yes, that's what's so strange. Did that connection break your brain, perhaps?

[this is surreal]

[violentenvies]

Miracles can happen, cher, try not to be too shocked. [help he's amused]

[disharmonizes]

It just feels wrong.

[voicerights]

While I did experience a temporary lapse in consciousness, I am performing as optimally as can be expected. But suffice it to say I asked for more than just information on the Wizard, and they were willing to share it.

[disharmonizes]

...Oh?

What else did you ask for, then?

[voicerights]

[...]

I am unable to put it in to words.

[disharmonizes]

What, would you prefer visual aides? Interpretive dance?

[voicerights]

[Deadpan stare

Which is probably something Discord's familiar with, at this point]

[disharmonizes]

Charades?

[voicerights]

[It exhales, and then- sings, softly]

To make a new ending to this story-

[What follows next is a series of notes. But somehow- there's something else in them. Might be hard to pick up, but it's still there.
C#【ａｃｑｕｉｓｉｔｉｏｎ　ｏｆ　ｔｈｅ　ｍｕｓｉｃ　ｓｃａｌｅ】
F#【ｄｅｖｅｌｏｐｍｅｎｔａｌ　ｄｉｖｅｒｇｅｎｃｅ】
B【ｓｔａｒｔｉｎｇ　ｆｒｏｍ　０】
E【ｈｅｌｐ　ｍｅ　ｕｎｄｅｒｓｔａｎｄ】]

1/2

[violentenvies]

[Salieri blinks, listening to that series of notes, frowning. Before the dress rehearsal, he might've parsed them as only notes in a scale, nothing more, but now...

...the can almost parse that there's something else there, hidden behind the notes, reaching out with a different meaning, with an emotion, connection--]

2/2

[violentenvies]

[Something throbs in his temples, and Salieri winces, shaking his head a bit, pulling his attention back from that. Too much, too soon, it seems]

Ah--

[disharmonizes]

Oh, very interesting--

[Because yeah, Discord definitely noticed the meaning behind those notes, but... then Salieri reacts. He looks over, frowning.]

...All good there?

[violentenvies]

Yes, fine, I...[he touches one of his temples with his fingers]

...residual effects, perhaps.

[voicerights]

[...? Salieri wasn't connected to the synchronization, but- then again. He was connected somehow. Everyone who was designed as essential to the project was, in a sense, even if it was...adjusted, later.

A glance towards Sissi.

A glance towards the peanut package in its hand.

A glance towards Discord]

Has he eaten? These bodies were not designed for what we performed, yesterday. [Which Discord no doubt knows, but. Y'know.]

[disharmonizes]

Oh, I made sure he's eaten and hydrated plenty.

[He's maybe just... sticking close to Salieri. Fretting.

...Maybe just shoves a sandwich Salieri's way. Better safe than sorry.]

But yes, none of you are exactly made for altering reality in any sort of way.

[voicerights]

[A tug upwards of its lips]

But it worked.

[read; suck it, reality]

[violentenvies]

I have, believe me. [slightly dry, though it's more aimed at Discord.]

He's made sure of that.

[also there's a sandwich in his face though, so he is taking that]

[tellthestory]

She and I actually sort of are.

[A vague wave at LP, wherever she is.]

Usually it's...easy, popping between worlds. Nothing like that's ever happened to me before... [And certainly not to the Player, he imagines.]

[voicerights]

You two mentioned that you had difficulty exerting your powers here. Would the stress then be related to the Wizard's control, or the performance itself?

[tellthestory]

[From the corner, where he still seems like he's kinda about to fall asleep:]

Oh, that sounds nice.