week 2

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 2
[From the day you arrived on the planet, and blinking, stepped into the sun. There's more to see than can ever be seen, and more to do than can ever be done. Yet, still, the whole thing seems...monotonous. Surely there must be some excitement, some showmanship, some sort of plot twist that could keep this show moving onward?

Welcome to week 2, gents.]


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[robitussin]

[A small pause.]

It sounds like you have experience with this kind of thing.

[dechagny]

They were full of themselves when they decided to start this venture, my good man - this only serves as further proof.

[He's just gonna cross his arms and look over to those closed doors, as if he can give the Balladeer the flattest stare through them.]

[dieformymusic]

[It just seems so strange.

"You didn't know what they were?"]

[trettende]

[ Gosh, don't scare him like that! ]

Thank you. [ Really, he sighs with relief. ] It seems no one is free from the management's gaze in here.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

It's a dish made of fermented soybeans. They're very sticky and slimy and have a distinct odor...but, ah, I quite like them, a lot of people do where I'm from!

[She closes the cabinet she'd been looking in - no luck there, and it was a bit too high for her, standing on her tiptoes.] I was hoping we would have some in an instant package, because...well, making it from scratch takes a long time.

[dieformymusic]

[WHAT.

Everyone is dropping these bombs left and right.

"HOW."]

[dechagny]

[He looks from Natalie to the washer, thinking it over...]

I suppose...trying it out couldn't hurt. It's not as if we are lacking in clothes.

[onthebusagain]

[Heather keeps looking back at the door. Then, quietly, after most of the chaos in the room has subsided--]

Did he seem almost sad to anyone?

[breakingbread]

[Thanks for bringing this up right in front of the entire group, friend-o]

With respect, then, Inspector, I would observe that prisoners suspected by their fellows - rightly or not - do not often fare well.

[Whatever your personal suspicions, please do not incite the group's anger.]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

To be expected of royalty. [But she doesn't sound harsh or mean; no, D-ne says that rather sweetly, with a kind smile.] Well, Anna-san, to begin, usually you separate your light clothes and your dark clothes, so the former doesn't get dyed the color of the latter. But, ah, if there aren't many clothes that probably wouldn't be a concern?

[And with a few dresses and some pants, that is definitely just one load.]

[bestof]

What do you mean? [She'd been a little more focused on the song than the singer.]

[trettende]

Too true. They must be growing desperate to 'liven up' this show of theirs.

[ Hans stares at the doors, shaking his head. Balladeer... bro. Why this. ]

Their attempts will only grow as the days pass, I presume.

[robitussin]

I know it's really scary, but I'm sure you can do it.

[robitussin]

Who, the guy who's helping run this?

[trettende]

[ Hans swallows audibly. No pressure! ]

Let's hope it doesn't come to that...

[trettende]

Yes. They can bait us all they want, no one is going to fall for these tricks!

[ This is just asking for it now. ]

[trettende]

He did seem a little less... energetic than usual.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[omg don't drag her school's urban legend!

Despite being so interested in this, D-ne laughs.]

It does sound like a silly thing to be worried about, doesn't it? But, all sorts of urban legends seem that way. Something so ordinary, being dangerous.

[robitussin]

Right. I'll keep my fingers crossed and all that.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[A moment to consider...and then she smiles and shakes her head.]

I've simply heard my share of unfortunate stories, in my club. Better to be safe, right?

[sunshineprincess]

[That is a drop for both respect and trust points for you.]

Why would you suggest something like that?

[trettende]

I have done no plotting. I have only insisted that we should all work together to get through this-- and that none of us would kill simply to escape. If the management saw my words as "inspiration," I can't be blamed for that!

[ You two defs have History though, yikes. ]

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna feels almost selfish for feeling this would be a wonderful idea. Not the murder part, mind you, but being granted a wish. There's a moment of indecision as she weighs whether or not to be the voice of dissent. It wouldn't make her very popular. She doesn't want anyone to die, but the wish...

My wish would be to make everything right between Elsa and I.]

No one would kill for a wish. That doesn't seem right.

[She's rather subdued now due to the incentive. Way to go Not-Billy.]

[irreprochable]

[you know what this calls for????? singing]

Valjean, at least
we'll lay your crimes bare
Monsieur le "mayor"
let them all be made aware

[robitussin]

I guess. I've never heard one that used bookmarks as a plot point, though.

Do you think it's true?