WEEK 3

[whimsicalism]

All three deaths last were tragic in their own ways. Was trust so fragile in that castle that a simple misunderstanding could end in blood? It seemed to be the case. The trial proved that without a doubt. Surely no one else would make that mistake again. As another week begins the tea cup elevator has granted access to a new area. Maybe the new amusements of a festival will ease your wounded hearts?

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

[It's time for week three! We're almost half-way done with our trip in the castle. Don't forget to submit your memories here and your activity here. Even though, the Queen seems to be a little more steady on her feet you can find her and the other Alice at the audience hall. As always, don't forget to submit your comments for fabulous prizes.]

Comments

[xxxx_me]

I rewound the time and found a murder scene on the second floor, in the picnic area. There were a lot of voices, but they mentioned a lot of names, too.

One called another blondie, and someone else scolded them... so I think Maria was blonde? And Kure was the person who said blondie. The boy who found Lillie and Catarina came running and yelling their names, so it was Kirika, Sayaka, and Maria together. The boy was Oliver, and he was talking about Nanako - she ate some doughnuts Viola made and something bad happened to her. And then they got worried about Mikhail because he ate them too, and Esther, and something came crashing down from the sky and they yelled at Dani to get out of the way.

[Heeeeee thinks that's all the names, at least.]

I found a bunch of stuff belonging to them, too, so I checked out Viola's room. I found this inside.

[He'll show them the portrait and note.]

...

I tried asking Cheshire Alice about the Storyteller. She said that it's a title of someone like her, and a dangerous one to just go around saying, but when I asked if the Storyteller was the one who led the last group of kids the way she's leading us through trials and things, she said it's too early to say. She said... we're all just books in our own ways, because we have beginnings, middles, and ends.

[Though it's clear from his tone he doesn't agree.]

[nothingposh]

Well, that's just silly. I ain't from a book. It's an opera.

[Modern musical theatre is a little after his time.]

[xxxx_me]

...Huh?

[nothingposh]

Where I come from we all
are on a stage at the opera now
Have you asked of yourselves
what's the role you might play?

[It's faster to show than tell.]

[xxxx_me]

That still doesn't mean you're really from an opera...

[D-does it? He sounds unsure.]

[undershadow]

So the Cat and the Storyteller are definitely two different people? [ She says, after perusing the note. ] Because it sounds like they're on the same page.

[xxxx_me]

I think so... she wouldn't tell me much about them, because it's "too early." She said to ask about it later.

[strictura]

She really says that kind of thing a lot.

[undershadow]

Kind of a weird thing to say when you're actively trying to get us all to kill each other. You'd think she could just go "I'll tell you when someone wins" if that's what she actually meant.

[strictura]

It does feel like they're more invested in dragging this out than in actually having someone get away with it. They might not want that to happen at all.

[xxxx_me]

I think... she's treating it like a story. We're not allowed to figure it out until the end.

[strictura]

And it's probably not much of a story if it's only a few chapters.

[xxxx_me]

...Yeah.

[He's so frustrated with all this.]

[strictura]

[ same tbh ]