NO EXITS

It's been over 24 hours since anyone has heard from Yelena Belova. If anyone knows anything, please let me know. I haven't found her anywhere. I can only assume she's in her room or the magic took her or

RITA, 31
"Joy is not made to be a crumb" -Mary Oliver

( Instagram Post: Cut because Image )

[Text to Eliot]

[Mobius Family Text, added after this]

First off, I want to thank every single person who dropped by Peaslee to audition. I am so incredibly grateful and it means the world to me that you came out to try out for this crazy project of mine. I went into auditions worried I might not have enough actors to do the show I wanted to, and you guys made sure that I did, plus some. If you didn't get cast, I may be reaching out to help with some of the other projects related to the show.

So before reset, because who knows what next week brings, here is the cast list. I know not everyone will have the part they hoped for, but I think all of you can bring something to the part you're cast in, and I'm really excited to see what you bring as we put this together. So without further ado, have our cast list for Much Ado.

( Much Ado About Nothing Casting )

And if you're wondering when we get started on this? Well, I'll be at Peaslee on the main stage before the party today, so come by and pick up your script and you can start memorizing your lines as soon as possible. And if we're not somewhere crazy larping Ian Malcolm and Ellie Sattler next week, I'll let you all know when our first rehearsals will be.

[Filter: Orlin]

If you aren't busy, come join me in the theatre for a while this afternoon?

[Christopher Smith]

Hello, darling. I am sure you are aware of your friend's disappearance. I wanted to share my condolences. A friend of mine too had disappeared. I can relate to the hurt you must be feeling.

Do you want company?

Alright so we're going to just ignore
Since it seems that nothing is currently trying to eat us

For those of you who had said you were interested in trying to put a show together, I'm going to hold auditions tomorrow afternoon. If there are at least eleven of us, then we're going to do Much Ado About Nothing. For those of you not familiar, it's a Shakespeare comedy, with romance, treachery, betrayal, and a happy ending - of course. Much wit, some brawls, and a kiss or two. The Kenneth Branagh version is the best version, but we'll see what we can do.

If there are fewer than eleven, then I'll probably do a mixture of scenes - sort of a Shakespeare festival with classic scenes from multiple plays, maybe Hamlet, and Much Ado, and Romeo & Juliet, and all that.

Experience is delightful, but not required. You can bring a prepared monologue - the library has stuff - but I'll have readings available too. This is something to entertain our friends, and give all of us a pleasant distraction from Delerth's flavor of the week.

So tomorrow afternoon, Peaslee Theater, unless the screens are misbehaving and then we'll move out to the green.

[Private to Rita Farr]

Is everything alright?

[Private to Lara Croft]

Are you by a television right now?

[Christopher Smith]

How come you didn't tell me you were an actor! Who's John Cena?

[ Throughout the day everyone will get this sent to them without explanation or context. ]

The changes I made to the pool room a couple weeks ago have stuck, so it looks like Derleth has accepted the spell.

Also, Rita and I collected a bunch of plants and flowers from dino-world, and while I hoped they would be brought to campus, I didn't expect it would happen, but it actually did. So, I'm doing some gardening inside the pool room, replacing the artificial plants I had before with these real ones. Rita, care to help? Also, I'm setting a temperature inside the room that will be conducive to healthy growth, but still comfortable for us to lounge in.

This is the...reset I was told would occur?

I have been busying myself with making garments. If anyone would like, you can stop by and take a look at your available choices.

[Chris]

I have made you a hide armor set. I was also able to put your emblem on the shirt.

[Stephen]

I foresee myself lounging at the pool when we are back at Derleth.

[Eliot]

Keep me company while I collect fiber?

...Right. Okay then.

This is not where I'm supposed to be.

I know I have been drinking too much, but I didn't think I drank that much.

That said, I need a drink or five.

So I continue to have some kind of healing ability. Anyone else experience this? Is it just me? It makes this world mildly less terrifying.

Meanwhile, I've taken inventory of all the island's various berries for your safe consumption after an earlier incident on the network. You're welcome.

Completely Safe:

Red: Kind of cherry looking, taste is similar.
Blue: Look like a raspberry or blackberry shape, taste is in that vein.
Purple: Sort of shaped like a blueberry but not particularly sweet.
Yellow: Doesn't taste bad, it just doesn't have a comparable flavor.

Just Say No To Drugs:

Dark Purple/Almost Black: Also shaped like a blueberry. These berries are 100% a narcotic. Not sure if it's the healing factor or they're not dangerous but at least this week they're impossible to OD on. So not not safe, but maybe not safe if you're in the middle of nowhere.

White: Somewhere between caffeine and cocaine. Tastes bitter as fuck, dehydrates you worse than alcohol which equals instant headache unless you immediately get some water but does act as a handy antidote to the black narcotic berries.

Anyone not find somewhere safe to wait out the week?

Everybody, concentrate on the gems embedded on your arms. Memories will start popping up of how to craft items like weapons and tools that'll make it helpful for survival.

[ before this. ]

Oh my God! I just witnessed someone getting mauled to death by what seemed to be a prehistoric creature! A dinosaur perhaps. Luckily it didn't notice me. I don't know where I am! I am not dressed for this.

ANYONE ELSE THINK THEY JUST DIED???

WOKE UP SOMEWHERE else in nothing but my underwear.


NO ONE ELSE?

JUST ME?

Does anyone know what the fuck just happened?

Is everyone else alright? I am really fucking hungry.

Check in. Please.

Okay, I think... I THINK. I managed to actually be myself again after 24 hours of panicking.

By that, I don't mean MYSELF myself but Rita myself.

Can someone put Strange up for the night?

FILTER TO ELSA

Can we discuss...ice magic? Possible how to, oh I don't know, make it go away?

FILTER TO ELEVEN

I'm stuck inside my room for a bit. You doing okay? Anything weird going on?

ok but what if i asked the suggestion box for someone who isn't here??
anyone try that yet?

i told it to fix my room last week and it did something kinda stupid but it did SOMETHING

Letting everybody know, that I've magically fixed up the old swimming pool in the gym. For reference, here is a before picture [imagine without water and more run down].

Now here's the after [with chairs and lounges and a bar] which is stocked with booze from last week]

All it really needs is a music system.

You're welcome.

Oh my. How long have I been asleep for? And why is my lamp is missing. The one that Larry gifted me.

Larry. What room have they put you in?

Eliot, darling. I think it's a very good time for cocktails. I almost fell to my death when I tried leaving my room.

Hello, I see new faces. I'm Rita Farr. Former actress. You may have seen me in cinema.

My dearest friend,

Welcome to Derleth.

I am so sorry I could not be there to greet you myself, but I trust you'll find your way around soon enough. Most of the students have not yet arrived for the new semester and so I've arranged for [your?] lodging on campus. You'll find a key in your pocket. Just like old times, eh?

Should the experiment go as planned, for one week we will be able to displace time and space itself. I believe with my calculations we will be able to control the effects and no one shall be the wiser. To anyone not directly involved it will be imperceptible.

Feel free to wander the campus in the meantime. We'll begin the experiment at [muffled] Hall, on Thursday, precisely at midnight.

We'll show them, won't we?

Un Sacrificium Parvis ob Adagnitio.