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 Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

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WEDNESDAY

[stagemanagers]

Investigation/OTA

[dechagny]

[Today finds Raoul up early-ish with a head full of thoughts, so what better way to alleviate those thoughts than by investigating some more?

The first place he's going to check out is the Prop Room on the second floor. Despite the nefarious things that came out of it last week, he is still somewhat curious as to what else might be in there, and oh boy, where does he even begin to take a look around? Eventually he'll take some of the fake fencing swords for practice with The Pirate King, but for now he's just picking through weird stuff.

Later on, he'll be in the Media Room, attempting to investigate, but it's hard when there are so many weird future things to look at! He's never heard of any of these productions...are you supposed to watch them somehow? Somebody explain the future to him, please.

In the evening, Raoul can be found in the kitchen. You fools. You let him in here again. Do you know what he's trying to make now? Perfection Salad. This attempt is coming out pretty poorly because what is patience and allowing the gelatin to set, but even if it was alright, it's still a bunch of vegetables and flavorless Jell-o. Did he pick it because of the name? Good God, Raoul.

Run before he makes you try it. Seriously.]

Media Room Investigations!

[solomonjihad]

[Hey there! She's actually in here, watching a film!]

Mr. Raoul? Do you need help?

[dechagny]

[Oh, uh...give him a minute, he's...both mesmerized by the moving pictures on the screen and a little confused to see a bunch of unfamiliar, dark-skinned people on a screen. He knows people of color exist, but...uh...why are they made up so strangely?]

- Ah! Miss Astarte, forgive me, I...your...whatever it is on the screen is...unusual to me. I was simply attempting to investigate this room, but if I am disturbing you...

[Noooo don't let him go teach him about the movies]

[sunshineprincess]

[Since yesterday was motive day, Anna waited until the next day to post a very nicely written note that she has stuck in the lobby. Any passerby will note what it reads of they stop:

Attention everyone!

Just when you though Hans could not get worse, I remembered that he left me to die when I was afflicted with something that was making me freeze to death. He did it intentionally and spoke to me in detail about his plan to not only marry me, but to kill my sister after he did.

Don't trust him.

-Anna

Otherwise she will be in her room with the door open, sorting through the various things she has received from the merch booth. Feel free to visit and ask for items?]

[solomonjihad]

Oh, hello.

[Your door is open!]

What are you doing?

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna looks over.]

Just organizing!

[dechagny]

[Doot de doo, just passing through the lobby and - oh hey look a note! Raoul's going to check out tha...

...

Ooooookay we're changing course here, walking briskly to Anna's Room. Raoul clears his throat as he approaches, noticing the door is open.]

Miss Anna? Might I please have a word with you?

[trettende]

[ Hans is going to vandalize Anna's note because if we're passing notes like children, why not go the extra mile. ]

Wow, Anna, you couldn't bring this up to me yourself? If you're going to smear my name, at least do it to my face.

-Hans

[ Or in other words, fight me, bro. Meet me in the pit. ]

[robitussin]

[After reading the note, she makes her way to Anna's room; the door is open, but she still raps on it lightly to get the other young woman's attention.]

Hey.

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow feels...betrayed at the very least to say.

After nearly giving a strangled scream at the announcement he rushes over to stick a bulletin himself.

"If these accusations are true then Hans is a TRAITOR TO LOVE AND MUSIC

--Winslow."]

[allicareabout]

[...He's just going to take a moment to read over that note a few times - as well as the ones left by Hans and Winslow, this is an interesting mass of vandalism going on here - before making his way to Anna's room. He'll watch her for a moment before addressing her; he doesn't seem too troubled, all things considered, though he does seem to sound as he does when something is just business as opposed to something more casual.]

I don't suppose you have a minute.

OTA/Investigations

[dontfeedplants]

[While Seymour was a pretty rare sight to see both Monday and Tuesday (if you discount his meltdown on Monday), he spends more time outside of his room on Wednesday. He's not even close to his normal self, granted. He is still pale in the face, way more jumpy than usual, and occasionally worriedly looks around as if something was going to pop out at any moment. Still, it is a relative improvement to how he was before.

It should still be noted that he isn't going anywhere near the Garden all day, or really this entire week for that matter. Instead, you can see him in most other rooms, seemingly trying to entertain himself like playing solitaire in the Game Room, or examining the weird disks/DVDs in the Media Room.

He seems especially interested in the Library, doing a thorough investigation of the room. He doubted he could find a way out through this but he hoped at least a little that they could find some clue about this place.

media room

[catliketread]

[If the Pirate King thought the laundry machines were witchcraft, then he was sorely mistaken. This is witchcraft. But probably less likely to kill someone, maybe.

He looks around the room warily for a moment and looks like he might bolt before he notices Seymour.]

Seymour! I was wondering when I would run into you again. How are you?

[It's sort of a dumb question to ask considering four people are dead, but eh. Here we are anyway.]

library, let's investigate!

[trettende]

[ Hans hasn't seen Seymour all week and you gotta admit, the last place he expected to find him was in the library. Normally people are looking for books... ]

Seymour, it's so nice to see you. Did you lose something?

media room

[dieformymusic]

[Given Winslow is from the seventies Winslow is wondering how the hell do you play records that small...

Don't mind him, Seymour, he's just sorta rifling through some of them, feel free to join.]

OTA

[onthebusagain]

[ Heather's hurled herself full force into the effort of keeping herself busy. It's either that, or dwell on the fact that her life completely and utterly sucks.

The women's bathroom is occupied by Heather for a ridiculous amount of time- she's busy carefully examining her skin in the mirror, and applying copious amounts of stage makeups to cover the most offending places. In the library, Heather pulls books off the shelves, giving the covers half a glance before jamming them back into place. Later, she can be found in the game room, fussing with a deck of cards, or peering into various different boxes. Nothing seems to be captivating her interest here, either- she wears the same bored look.

It's in the Dance Studio that she finally stops her rampage. She's dragged a few of the mats out onto the floor, and can be found either stretching, or practicing flips. It's here she seems the most relaxed she's been all week- and she won't even notice anyone entering, unless they speak up. ]

library

[trettende]

[ The library is actually one Hans' favorite spots to relax, books remind him of home (but not in a bad way) and he can toil away the hours between running damage control (thanks Anna,) and waiting for what seems like the next inevitable murder.

He's pretty done sending Anna passive aggressive sticky notes for now so he catches Heather in the middle of her freak out. I mean, he can't be sure it's a freak out but she's clearly not well. ]

Heather, are you alright? Can I help you find anything?

library

[robitussin]

Man. You must be pretty picky.

[She says, as she watches Heather shove a book back into the shelf for about the third time.]

bathroom

[littlegirl_littlecurl]

[Ooooooooh~]

Whatcha doin'?

game room

[dieformymusic]

[Hey let's take a look at that game room. Winslow is pretty much feeling...ambivalent given his returning memories so a distraction could be good.

It's great that Heather's here too. He waves to her before lifting a game box. Why, what's this?]

[allicareabout]

[Today's kind of slow, as far as Billy is concerned – he'll be present for the meeting, of course, taking in everything that everyone has to say there, but otherwise he can usually be found in the second floor lobby. He's writing some things down again, though the motion seems idle and distracted moreso than anything; once in a while, though, he'll straighten up and start again, as though he's been hit by some bolt of inspiration from on high.

As the evening wears on, he can be found in the chapel - he bypasses the pews in favor of just kind of...being up on the raised platform at the front, pacing around like he's trying to get a general feel for something. He'll stop eventually, though, once he's got something sufficiently mapped out in his head, and he'll settle in one of the pews eventually; he doesn't seem to be praying at all, given that he's got the clipboard from earlier out with him – this time it's being dedicated to sketchy drawings of...something, either the man seriously can't draw or he's just trying to get something out of his head and down on paper.

Who knows with him, really.]

Lobby!

[solomonjihad]

[She's actually on her way to the tea room, herself, a piece of her terrifyingly good tomato soup based chocolate cake on a plate. She almost bumps into Billy, as a result.]

Oh, Bi--Mr. Flynn.

[She quickly takes a step back to prevent herself from hitting him.]

Excuse me.

OTA/come for hans scrap

[dieformymusic]

[Earlier Winslow is much like a ghost, restlessly going back and forth between the floors. Otherwise if you want to get him in one place, he's holed up in the paint room. He's not much a visual artist, but the new set of paints gives him something to do,a chance to try out painting more complex notes large scale.

MEANWHILE...
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He hadn't expected the sharp sting of betrayal before Wednesday, but he had found it from learning about Hands. He found his music HIS music had been used as a fraudulent lie. This came fresh off the memory of signing himself with Swan, of entering an agreement for the sake of Phoenix. He did that for her. Just so she could be his voice. But Hans? He was a fraud of love and robbed his music. And for that, Hans must pay.

Cue Winslow rushing out past the lobby, his helmet and cape firmly back on their place now that he's enraged. Anna said he was nearby, he would tear this opera apart looking for him.]

[trettende]

[ Hans has since moved from the lobby but he comes downstairs just in time to see Winslow in... obvious distress. Hans knows Anna's been all about ruining his good name lately but most people have taken the news fairly well. He doesn't really suspect much will come of it... ]

Is... everything alright, Winslow?