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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[solomonjihad]

Normally. But...I transferred to a school in Japan. The people who would...normally do them for me, aren't really there to help me.

[They're just there to pretend to be teachers and harass the sailor soldiers! You know, like you do.]

So, I do know the basics. Boiling water, using a rice cooker, doing laundry. The internet. Things like that.

[trettende]

[ He wants to be optimistic but... he really doesn't know. ]

We have to hope so. No one's lost their wits yet, so we just have to keep hoping.

[rockthistown]

If I get one, I'll just leave it at the box office! I won't even talk to him! Ring-and-run is easier!

[trettende]

Are you alright?

[ That's okay, he's here for you, Astarte. Do you need a hand...? ]

You mustn't believe them. Their wishes would be full of strings and hurt more than do good.

[sunshineprincess]

You shouldn't have said it at all! Those camera things are showing everyone what we're doing and saying!

[To even speak out loud about something like that is like pointing the finger at yourself. Hans, be more careful.

[rockthistown]

It's a little scary, but shouldn't we depend on each other to try and escape?

[rockthistown]

Okay. That's sort of like me, but Ribbon still does all the chores at the embassy.

[dontfeedplants]

Oh, I'm sorry that it's not here? [Probably, this natto doesn't sound super appetizing.] Maybe you can ask the Balladeer if he can get you some?

[trettende]

I've certainly learned that now.

[ He sighs, defeated. ]

What was I thinking...?

[sunshineprincess]

Even in fairy tales no one had to die for a wish to be granted.

[This isn't a fairy tale...]

[dontfeedplants]

[Rubs his arms awkwardly.]

Maybe? I hope not, but I have no idea how long they want to keep us here.

[robitussin]

Well, yeah. You don't have to trust someone to cooperate with them.

[sunshineprincess]

But even with washing machines not everything will fit.

[At least the merchandise booth wouldn't flood everything.]

[trettende]

And no one does.

[ I mean, that's probably not true, either. Plenty of fairy tales end in murder. ]

We don't even know that the management would be capable of honoring their promise. Wishes aren't so simple as that.

[solomonjihad]

Is Ribbon your servant, then?

[sunshineprincess]

[She nods and fills it to the correct line, reading the back of the bottle.]

So I just pour it into the washer now?

[rockthistown]

That's kind of a depressing outlook.

[dontfeedplants]

[Gosh Hans, Seymour is blushing already.]

I guess so. We work together.

[rockthistown]

Sort of, but if I said that, she'd throw a fit.

[sunshineprincess]

[Anna twirls one more time before stopping and smiling at Hime.]

This is my coronation dress! The Pirate King got it from that strange machine that likes coins.

[solomonjihad]

My servants...they wouldn't care.

[solomonjihad]

[...Astarte has a topplue. That's...that's what's important right now.

Wishes are wishes, and her own wish is almost impossible for anyone to grant but her. She can't fall for the trick, right? There's no way. And, in any case, after she put in the coins she got into the box at the merchandise booth, there was a hat and a poster in her room, when she woke up. Neither of them looked familiar, though when she unrolled the poster, it revealed itself to be for a performance at the Opera Populaire.

Now, where has she heard this before...

In any case. She's in the kitchen, eating cereal, poster leaned against the table, and hat in front of her. She would wear the hat, but it smells...weird. Like an animal, though she hasn't the faintest what kind it is. Its also pretty strong, so beware when you get near her. Its a bit stinky.]

[sunshineprincess]

I know you didn't mean to...

[She puts a reassuring hand on Hans' shoulder.]

We just have to be more careful, okay?

[rockthistown]

Really? It's something you already owned?

[sunshineprincess]

[They end in the murder of people who need to be taught morals. Like the stepmother being eaten by crows in Cinderella. Wait that doesn't sound Disney like at all!]

... but if they were capable of bringing us here, why couldn't they also grant wishes?