Week One

[stagemanagers]

[Yesterday, everyone woke up in a strange place and realized that they'd been kidnapped, and also that everyone else around them may or may not be kinnies? Wow, what a weird escalation of kin drama! Given what some people have seen of Spongebob's freaky arm thing, though, maybe it's not that at all?

Your Assistant Director, Hester, showed off her stuff and immediately had her life threatened by Lumpy Space Princess, who got her life threatened right back. Maybe you should keep that in mind if you decide to pay Hester any more visits! She won't be making another public appearance this week, but as promised, she'll be available for visits and consultation in the Principal's Office during business hours.

If you don't want to chat with Hester, there's always the school to explore! Some of you might also be receiving mysterious coins next to your bedside this week - those must be useful for something, right? There's lots to do, and you all seem like a group who can make your own fun, so enjoy your first week of school!]


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(( OOC: This will be the last mod post for this week! Feel free to start submitting regains for any threads that aren't with Hester. Remember, song threads mean an extra coin! This is a peace week, so get all that CR while you can! ))

Comments

[barberic]

[Perhaps it's on him to expect a man from a show about assassins to understand that maybe it's the existence of a show where the premise is homicide that's the problem, here.

Pot, meet kettle.]

Is the premise of your show then for people to kill one another, or for people to not kill one another?

[tellthestory]

The premise is that they'll be tempted. That's why I need to be there at all - if it were just, I don't know, Cinderella or something, they wouldn't need someone like me around. It'd actually be pretty weird.

[Cinderella needs some murder ballads!]

[barberic]

Yes, but stories have to have an ending going in, don't they? The author knows how it ends before the actors even take the stage.

[tellthestory]

Well, maybe, but I'm not the author. I don't even really know who is - the Player says it's sort of different, that way.

[So maybe it's predetermined still - but it sounded like it wasn't. If there's even a chance, of course he has to try.]

[barberic]

Are you certain that she isn't the author? The- grand designer, at least.

[tellthestory]

I...well, I didn't have anything to do with setting my show up. I've been surprised by how involved she is in this one.

[So maybe she had some design input.]

But the author, no. I don't think it'd be possible for me to meet her, if she were.

[barberic]

Really? Why is that?

[Don't actors meet the authors of their plays all the time? Well, unless the author is dead, that is.]

[tellthestory]

I dunno, that sounds really post-modern.

[not that his show is a shining traditionalist example, but you get him]

[barberic]

...

[How can something be post-modern- no actually he doesn't want to know.]

Fair enough.