stagemanagers: (curtains)
It's Curtains Mods ([personal profile] stagemanagers) wrote in [community profile] itscurtains2020-07-26 11:34 am
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week 5

[That was...an absolute shitshow. More beloved friends are dead in a mess of a trial that's left Angus half the man he was, Riley in a free fall and the Phantom...somehow still standing despite taking two stabs to the torso.

When you wake on Sunday, you'll find that you've recovered another one of those memories - or had another dream, if you still wanna be in denial about it. The door blocking the stairwell on the second floor has been unsealed. You can now venture up to the third floor! You have so much space now, it's just a shame it's all come at the cost of eight lives.

But despite the tragedy you have made progress! The trip into the Phantom's lair yielded some hints to the past of the Opera House, your house manager's apparently grim hobby and the possibility of an ally outside the Opera House. Who knows what this week will bring?]


Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday



(( Welcome to Week 5! Please remember to submit your AC and your memory regains, as well as your coins! You can also still contact the Phantom. ))
madgiganticfeelings: (call time)

[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-07-31 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
It's okay. I can handle it.

[She's already down on her knees, pushing the ceramic into a small pile.]

If I clean it up, then you won't be hurt.

[Her health isn't nearly as important. She isn't the one with the injured hands. Sure, she isn't in the best physical shape after the party, but it's fine.]

I think I've done enough of that anyways.
37773972: (and there's nothing to hold)

[personal profile] 37773972 2020-07-31 03:49 am (UTC)(link)
-at least get a dustpan, will you? Or- let me get it. Please?
madgiganticfeelings: (sitzprobe)

[personal profile] madgiganticfeelings 2020-07-31 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
No! Just... stay there. I'll get the dustpan. You can wait.

[She tries her best to sound forceful, even when her voice is hoarse, and starts heading to a storage closet on wobbly feet. She does return, eventually, with a small broom and a dustpan to sweep the pieces into.]