week 3

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 3
[The past weekend has been a difficult one. With Valjean's murder and D-ne's brutal execution the monotony has been broken and it can be said the show is finally and truly underway.

When the performers emerge from their rooms on Monday morning the decor of the opera house has changed. Not drastically but someone was busy during the night with some redecorating. There are cobwebs draped over nearly everything, some of them with tiny plastic spiders stuck in the cotton webbing, and pumpkins of various sizes on the floor and on the tables. Some of the walls have been adorned with cartoon-ish paper skeletons and scarecrows and in the ballroom a poseable plastic skeleton has been posed at the piano looking ready to play. Someone's even set a bowl of candy on the counter of the merch booth.

But that's not all. There's a light coming from the now open doorway in the lobby that had been previously locked for the past two weeks. This new floor is similarly decorated but why not go have a look and explore for yourself?

Despite their losses, the show must go on after all.


[Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

Comments

[rockthistown]

Again? I keep getting other people's stuff! When is something of mine going to come out?

[Hime grumbles and offers it out.]

You can have it if you want. I hope you like it.

[dontfeedplants]

Oh, thanks. It's a pretty good book, actually. Some of the things are a little outdated, but it's pretty in depth if you want to know anything about plants.

[He idly flips through it.]

I'm sure you'll find something of yours at some point. It's only a matter of time, isn't it?

[rockthistown]

I hope so. I can hardly sleep without more stuffed animals than there is bed space. And I have a ton of clothes I miss. And I haven't had Oomori Lunch takeout in weeks, and...

I just miss home.

[dontfeedplants]

[Oh poor child. Seymour awkwardly pats Hime's shoulder.]

Me too. I'm... sure they can't keep us here forever. They just can't.

[rockthistown]

[Hime sadly nods.] I hope they can give up soon. I don't know what we can do.

[dontfeedplants]

I guess we can still hope that everything will turn out okay? I'm sorry, I don't know what else we can do.

[Gosh he is so bad at comforting.]

[rockthistown]

I hope so. I wanna go home. Someone should have saved us by now.