week 4

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 4
[Another week has passed in the opera house and things are looking grim as ever. With Gabe and Hime gone, the performers are down to 16 of them.

On Monday, the opera house is still heavily decorated with a few new additions. There are more cottony cobwebs, a few small ghosts hanging from the ceiling made of cheesecloth, even more pumpkins here and there. A few more candy bowls have been set out in places like the dining room and a few others and only a few of them are only filled with candy corn. In the dressing rooms the stars on Gabe and Hime's doors have fallen off, leaving behind a patch of star-shaped wood slightly lighter than the rest of the doors on Hime's and a different star underneath on Gabe's.

Like the previous week, the door on in the second floor lobby is unlocked and a new floor is ready to be explored. Have a good week, everyone.]

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MONDAY

[stagemanagers]

[Happy Halloween to all!

Seeing as it's a very special day and that Hans is throwing a very special party, it looks like someone has a very special activity planned for it. In the third floor dance studio, trash bags have been spread out on the floor and 16 tables have been set up set up, each with a pumpkin on it and a small assortment of carving tools.

What even is all this about?]

[dontfeedplants]

[The incredible pain was the last thing he remembered before he woke up. Seymour lied in his bed in a daze, taking about a minute to remember that he was still alive in the opera house and, for the most part, was pretty safe.

But I'm not alive rang in his head and he felt sick to his stomach.

He spent a good amount of time trying to convince himself in vain that it was just a nightmare. But he couldn't deny that it felt just as real as last week’s “memory”. The anger, the panic, the pain, he had to keep looking at his hands just to make sure he was still here.

And he realized in horror that this was what the secret was referring to.

Notably, Seymour is not going to be anywhere near the garden today, nor is he anywhere near the Halloween party. Instead opting to mindlessly wander the first floor. He doesn't even seem to realize that there's a third floor. Before it even hits noon, he finds himself in the first floor hallway, curled up in a fetal position.

How could he have been so stupid to think that he was here for no reason.]

On the way to the kitchen

[solomonjihad]

...Seymour?

[She sees him in that position, and instantly, alarm bells go off. No. No no no no not again aha yes again

She's dropping her supplies on the stairs (no worries, most of its sealed, also ten second rule!!) to check the body.]

first floor hallway

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna's first thought seeing Seymour like that? Is he dead?

She rushes over and kneels down beside him, gently shaking her friends shoulder.]

S-Seymour!

first floor hallway

[robitussin]

[She isn't really intending to stop and chat with anyone as she walks down the hallway, but seeing him like that... Even she can't just wander past. She kneels down near him.]

...Are you hurt?

[onthebusagain]

[Heather's a shadow of herself today, too- but she stops long enough to stare at Seymour in the hallway, stopping to frown at him. ] Alright, what's your deal this time? [Seriously, its her turn to wallow in melodrama, get with it. ]

OTA/Investigation!

[solomonjihad]

...

[Gabe's door...what does that star say? How come he has a star, still, when Hime...

...In any case. She slept nice and long last night, and she's now awake and ready, though a little more somber than last week, for certain. She's exploring the third floor in the morning, though with less enthusiasm as before. The unlocked door doesn't mean freedom, she knows that now. Feel free to join her, or to join her in the bakery in the early afternoon. She...seems to keep staring off, for some reason, as she tries to look for ingredients. What is she thinking? Is it her thinking?

Maybe it is. She is Sailor Astarte, after all. There's no way to deny it. She...saved the sailor soldiers with that power. Thus, she's the last magical girl here, so she has to carry on what Hime did. And...that includes following up on making that cake for Hans' party.

The kitchen is where she is in the late afternoon, trying to make that special Halloween cake. And lastly, she's in the dance studio, carving herself a pumpkin. Or hacking it depending on your interpretation. Oops.]

[stagemanagers]

[The star in Gabe's door reads The Nightman and under it The Nightman. In the right corner of the star someone has drawn a pair of cat eyes.]

I double checked for a property damage rule for this

[inforapenny]

[Billy's been absent most of the day on Saturday and Sunday, not to mention most of the week before.

But now he's on the third floor, with a small device that looks almost like a screwdriver. He's borrowed a pair of goggles and big ol gloves from the woodworking shop, and he's standing at the padlock with the device in one hand and the padlock cupped in the other.

Who needs keys when you have a laser?]

[stagemanagers]

[Apparently you do, Billy, because the laser isn't quite strong enough to break the lock. It was an excellent effort though and good on you for making safety a priority.

At least it didn't explode this time.]

[robitussin]

[After she wakes up, it's hard to convince herself to leave her room. A sizable part of her wants to stay there the entire day, away from everyone. She knows she can't - someone will note her absence if she does that, she thinks. She's never been good at knowing how to react to people being concerned for her, and she doesn't want to cause any more than she already has. As such, she does force herself out of the bed eventually, but even after she leaves her room, she won't be found anywhere until the early afternoon.

For the latter half of the day, she can be found in the library, curled up in an armchair with a few books at her side and one held in her hands - a copy of To Kill a Mockingbird. Compared to how she was acting towards the end of the trial, now she at least seems much calmer. She's humming a tune, but she falls silent as soon as anyone enters, turning her attention back to the book in her hands. She doesn't look up at anyone or address them unless they approach her, and then:]

Yeah? What's up?

library!

[sunshineprincess]

[If there is one person Anna can talk to, it's Natalie. Though when she sees Natalie reading and hearing her hum... she hesitates. She feels almost guilty to want to tell her friend(?) about this. So how about something else... Something not Hans related.]

H-Hey. So... they've got a bakery here! Have you been in there?

[solomonjihad]

[Its Astarte standing there, head down, a plate of cake in one hand, and a cup of tea in another.]

...Hi. Ah...

[How does one do this without just saying "sorry" three dozen times?]

I'm--

[NO.]

...holding cake and tea.

[Nailed it]

[allicareabout]

[Billy isn't moving to join her, per se; it's more that he's hovering in the general vicinity of the nearby shelves, and he doesn't say anything to her until the silence has gone on long enough that it seems he's going to be the one to break it, either by way of approaching or saying something himself.

He'll do the former eventually; when he speaks it's entirely straightforward in tone. Just business, nothing sentimental attached.]

I spoke to the Balladeer about your brother. He called that entire display on stage "dramatic license" - he wasn't anywhere near that over-the-top evil when he was carrying that whole thing out.

[...]

You've still got my condolences. I just wanted to let you know that at least one of us let him know that wasn't appreciated, any of that.

[sunshineprincess]

[The weekend had been bad. Anna had spent most of it just going through everything in her room and still trying to figure out what to do with the things in D-ne's room. She's stressed, especially after the dream she had. Hans...

So Anna can be seen exploring the bakery. She was hoping for some krumkake... When she can't figure out how to use the coffee machine in there, she tries her hand at opening the cold storage door. Woooooowwwww! So much stuff in here! She has a few bags of dough under her arm, because why shouldn't they bake?

After bakery time, she is sure to go on the hunt for anyone who dislikes Hans even remotely so she can vent. OH BOY DOES SHE HAVE SOMETHING SHE NEEDS TO GET OFF OF HER CHEST]

Kitchen Ranting

[solomonjihad]

Anna?

[Hi, guess who also raided the bakery? Guess who's making carrot pumpkin cake because its Halloween??]

Are you all right?

[Also guess who notices that Anna is REALLY not happy right now.]

Investigation/OTA

[dechagny]

[Another Monday, another night of too-real dreams. Raoul wakes disgruntled and more confused than ever, almost certain he still had a letter in his hands to crumple and Carlotta's operatic whining ringing in his ears.

The Angel of Music...it's not anyone he's met before, that Raoul is sure of, but from what he's learned from the others trapped in this opera house and his own suspicions given thought, he's certain they are no angel - and that the longer he and Christine are separated, the more likely it is that they could cause her and the entire Opera Populaire serious harm.

He's got to get out - but he won't kill to do it. No, there has been too much death here already, and the management is their real foe.

Raoul will come by Hans' party later. For now, he's going to check out two places on the new floor that's opened up - the Paint Room and the Game Room. If anyone is to find him here, they'll see he's actually making an effort to examine what's been offered to them, whether by checking out the shelves behind the paint cans in the former or by physically opening up every game in the latter to make some sense of the pieces and see if there's anything of note besides the games in the cabinets. Feel free to come send his little investigation off the rails, or help him, whichever you see fit.]</small.

[irreprochable]

[yeah this is way more javert's style than the party so i hope you're ready for someone else also snooping about on the new floor. he seems particularly interested in the locked room, of course. which is why he eventually wanders into the Game Room and notices Raoul.]

Any luck?

[stagemanagers]

[There is a folded piece of paper inside one of the board games! It's folded a few times and a smells a little musty but could be something interesting?]

[bestof]

[Eliza isn't up and around Monday morning. It's unusual, considering what an early bird she's been the past month. She should be in the kitchen making a pot of tea or in the chapel or curled up in the library with a book. But her door is shut tight.

Considering their circumstances, checking up on her might be a good idea.]

[solomonjihad]

...

[Knock knock?]

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna is worried about this mother. She's been such a morning fixture... She raises her fist and knocks on the door a little harder than she maybe should have.]

[catliketread]

[Another week down and two more bodies. The Pirate King has been trying very hard to not get caught up on what happened to Hime because he's sure if he sits down and thinks about it, he'll be mad and upset. She was a kid. She was a weird kid he was very fond of. He would have invited her to be a pirate too, but...

Well, there are other things to do here, like pumpkin carving! Why would you not take the opportunity given to you to sit there and carve things into a pumpkin. Honestly. So he'll spend most of the day in here, working diligently on a pumpkin. It takes him a little while to get the hang of it, but when he's finished he's carved a surprisingly detailed and lovely scene of a ship sailing. Who said a pumpkin needed a face when you could have something awesome like this?? You can catch him while he's carving or after he's finished and cleaning up.

Once he's done there he'll make his way over to the paint room, which is... not something he was expecting at all. Who needs this many different colors?? How many different shades of blue are there??? The best thing to do is to make use of the resources he's been given, when means opening the cans of paint, dunking a brush in, and painting on a canvas to look at the colors. Sure, they're on the cans, but that's very different from the canvas! Once the Pirate King has found a few different shades he likes, he sets to work on - you guessed it - a pirate ship. He's actually much better at painting the ocean than he is the ship, and pretty soon he'll be focusing more on that since blending paint to create cool new colors is fun!!

Don't worry, he'll clean up in here too. But today's absolutely going to be arts and crafts day! What better way to ignore all the terrible shit happening, right?]

ota

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow didn't want any part with the last trial. He was sure he'd be no use anyway. What's the worst thing was Home was dead. A child. Surely a sadistic place this is to kill a child.

This Halloween must be real foreboding too...Winslow remembers more...

Anyway what difference does it make? What choice do you have?

A name familiar to him, to everyone back home: Swan. He's in his gear from what he remembers...something happened to him, maybe this is what made Swan speak with him at all.

A prick of the finger and blood on the contract in his memories. Ink isn't worth anything to me Winslow. Now sign.

He's in the first floor ballroom. The real Winslow has his prosthetics on, but he's chosen to don the cape. Will he ever be himself?

He hammers out his tune from his Faust. You can join and sing if you'd like.

He signs in his memory.

And now we're in business. Together. Forever.]

Exploring, OTA

[littlegirl_littlecurl]

[She was going to spend her first few waking hours getting ready for the party but exploring is more fun.

She spends a bit of time outside of the dance studio grumbling to herself. Studios are not for pumpkins.

She wanders off to the game room after, poking around at the card tables and playing with dice before ending up in the paint room. She doesn't do much there either, just looking at all the cans after she wandered in from the workshop.

Later on, Darla's ready to party.]