well this is a depressing excuse for a party

[onthebusagain]

[Mid-day on Sunday, Heather goes around and slips notes under dressing room doors.

If you don't want to be alone today, there will be snacks and people in the Ballroom today

--Heather

She's even dotted every i with a little heart! How cute.

The dining hall is a way better location for a party (or whatever this is) with its close proximity to the kitchen, and more intimate space- but Heather doesn't want to be anywhere near that place. Not for a while, at least. True to her word, Heather's brought snacks- finger sandwiches, a few bags of chips, and a big pitcher of lemonade. There isn't much else set up, but the piano is still there, should anyone want to play.]

Comments

[dontfeedplants]

We... I guess we finally need to find a way to escape now.

[He starts to get the feeling that they can't just hope that someone else can free them.]

[rockthistown]

Someone should have come and gotten us by now!

[dontfeedplants]

... Maybe we're stuck in another world? I don't want to believe it, but we're all from different times and there are people here who aren't humans. Being on another planet can't be impossible now, can it?

[rockthistown]

Even if we're on another world, you'd think the Precure would have been able to find me! They could just call God!

[what]

[dontfeedplants]

What.

[rockthistown]

Blue, the God of Earth! He lives on Mars now, but he was just back at the Blue Sky Embassy for that Happiness Party we threw a couple weeks ago.

[dontfeedplants]

[. . .

Between this and the blue hair Seymour really wants to ask if Hime is human.]

I... I'm sorry I have never heard of those kinds of gods. Do you think they could even know where we are?

[rockthistown]

His mirrors can see Earth and the Blue Sky Kingdom and some other worlds, so I don't know why not.

[dontfeedplants]

Maybe there's a force field around the opera house?

[Why is this an actual discussion he is having right now.]

[rockthistown]

So all we'd have to do is find it and get rid of it?

[dontfeedplants]

I guess so? I have no idea where one would put it, though...

[rockthistown]

That's true. It was hard enough finding a place to stash that arm thing. It's probably through one of those sets of locked doors.

[dontfeedplants]

Maybe we should... stage a revolt? Maybe that will bring one of the higher ups down here and we can get them to tell us where to escape.

[rockthistown]

Are you saying we should go on strike?

[dontfeedplants]

M... maybe don't put it like that? [It sounds weird like that.] But basically. It can't make things any worse, can it?

[rockthistown]

I guess. Picketing would get really boring eventually, though.

[dontfeedplants]

I'm sure we can find some way to entertain ourselves. It's not like we can go anywhere else if we give up.

[rockthistown]

I guess. If we have to make a picket line with signs and chanting, do you think it would actually work?