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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Comments

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

I assume that's why you're not, ah, angry at those who have, then?

[rockthistown]

Maybe. ...Maybe on that motive. [She hugs herself.] I know there are a lot of ways he could have gotten that kind of ability, but I'm still worried that someone might be in danger.

dining room

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[D-ne doesn't address Jezebel, but it looks like she isn't opposed to eating nearby as well. No eggs for her, just rice and a simple soup. She can't help but glimpse, though... Eggs, huh?]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Ah... [That...gives her pause.] You know someone who...could grant wishes, is that it?

[rockthistown]

!!

...Maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaybeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[oh sweetheart]

I didn't realize it was something you were keeping secret. You said it so plainly, after all.

Winslow Leach: Fashion Disaster

[dieformymusic]

[Let's see...

Winslow makes a pleased noise as he pokes at the dark brown slacks with the boot cut. That one! It's just like bellbottoms.]

[rockthistown]

I'm also worried about the people in here! He was talking about murder!

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow makes a startled reach to try put out the fire before she does so herself.

Well...she's safe...so why the dramatics?

He walks over to Hime...gently tapping her. Are you okay?]

[dieformymusic]

[He nods, well aware of what she means. He takes no offense to it.

"I wish I knew if it was the opera or the outside world that did this to me. I can't understand why."]

[rockthistown]

[Hime jumps and squeaks. She turns around and laughs nervously.]

First the sewing machine and now this...

[dieformymusic]

[...what is this child's problem.

Scrawl. "Bad luck today?"]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

I'm not saying you aren't. It is a lot to offer a person, with... I understand your fears, Hime-san. Don't worry.

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Mm... Raoul-san informed me he was told they didn't lay a hand on us, but actually believing as much... I hope you won't be left unaware and uncertain forever.

[...and another thing-]

Or... Could you speak, before?

[dieformymusic]

[He wanted to believe that, but he felt he wasn't remembering something. Like he missed a day between his arrival and abduction.

"I hope so too."

Pause.

"Yes. I could. Sing too."]

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

Do you think... Do you think there's a way you could talk again? It would make communication here easier, I'd imagine.

[littlegirl_littlecurl]

[She takes design very seriously.]

"Pink is a soothing color."

[lifegoalsorwifegoals]

[If that starlet thing doesn't work out, at least she can be an interior decorator.]

Wouldn't it be simpler to ask the Balladeer-san for some paint? Or rugs?

Music Room

[littlegirl_littlecurl]

[Well. You caught her attention.]

"...Are you playing something?"

[solomonjihad]

[You thought her sane? You thought w r o n g apparently!!]

...I'm telling the truth.

[solomonjihad]

...

reading?

[Just throwing it out...there.]

[rockthistown]

Maybe? That's kind of a calm hobby, so I guess it makes sense...

[rockthistown]

[sigh] It's terrible! First I tried to talk to the guy keeping us here and just confused both of us more than anything, then Anna had an accident with the sewing machine and now it's broken and I don't know how to bring that up, and now I can't stop thinking about how he's giving us motives.

[rockthistown]

I hope nobody takes it. There are a lot of ways to get a wish, but most people's wishes can be made under their own power, I think. With no murder!

[solomonjihad]

Maybe...and, ah...writing?