week 4

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 4
[Another week has passed in the opera house and things are looking grim as ever. With Gabe and Hime gone, the performers are down to 16 of them.

On Monday, the opera house is still heavily decorated with a few new additions. There are more cottony cobwebs, a few small ghosts hanging from the ceiling made of cheesecloth, even more pumpkins here and there. A few more candy bowls have been set out in places like the dining room and a few others and only a few of them are only filled with candy corn. In the dressing rooms the stars on Gabe and Hime's doors have fallen off, leaving behind a patch of star-shaped wood slightly lighter than the rest of the doors on Hime's and a different star underneath on Gabe's.

Like the previous week, the door on in the second floor lobby is unlocked and a new floor is ready to be explored. Have a good week, everyone.]

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[Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

Comments

[robitussin]

Yeah. You probably have enough time to figure out an escape plan or whatever.

[robitussin]

Right, but you said...

[She shakes her head.]

Eh, never mind.

[dontfeedplants]

It's okay. [No it wasn't. None of this is okay.] I just wish I wasn't so stupid to do something earlier.

[robitussin]

I don't think you're stupid. Seriously.

[dontfeedplants]

You're right. If they were inspired by anything, it's probably going to be a work of fiction, wouldn't they?

[Well they might as well go to the section and see if there's anything interesting going on.]

[dontfeedplants]

It's fine. I really don't deserve you guys anyway.

[Mostly how nice you all are. It's unfair.]

[dontfeedplants]

... People are dying.

[It's quiet, but Astarte should still be able to hear him.]

[aflatouttahell]

Yeah. I'll figure something out - I just wish it would be easier for me to fit in in anyone else's world.

[Unfortunately: horns.]

[robitussin]

...Pretend you have a fixation on Halloween, or hire a surgeon who won't ask questions?

[aflatouttahell]

I'd just have to lose the horns more than anything. But...

[She gently touches one.]

I'd rather not, you know?

[onthebusagain]

... I'm not really used to that, either. People normally want to be my friend, not the other way around.

[irreprochable]

This room seems cluttered enough something could be hiding in plain sight.

[trettende]

[ Ohhh, okay. Hans can suddenly understand why Winslow is mad. Geez, dramatic much? You'll get to see Hans for his true asshole self with the look he gives Winslow. ]

Alright, alright. Geez. We really were engaged, you know.

[trettende]

[ Wow, Heather. Wow. Hans won't judge but wow. Let's focus on the... not that. ]

You're learning French? It's a very beautiful language. You could probably practice with Javert or Raoul.

[trettende]

Yes, exactly. This whole time they've been treating us like characters from a story. Maybe if we look at it like that, we can predict what they have planned next.

[ Hans unfortunately doesn't have any knowledge of modern literature so he's gonna have to defer to Seymour here. You're the boss now, Seymour! ]

[onthebusagain]

[The guys in French were cuter than the guys in Spanish.]

Maybe. Javert kind of scares me.

[trettende]

[ Ah, of course......... ]

He's very committed, I'll admit, but there's no need to be afraid of him. He just wants to do his job, I think.

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow is caught off guard by his non hostile manner. Doesn't stop his own anger, of course.

"Doesn't matter.

You used my services and then you MUTILATED my music."]

[solomonjihad]

...

I see.

[She gets an idea what he's getting at. People are dying for a specific reason. Probably him.]

[dieformymusic]

[Music is LIFE, Seymour.

Winslow makes a startled jolt when he sees his friend before putting aside the discs.

"Looking at these small records."]

1st floor lobby

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow is passing through the first floor when he sees that odd girl. The one who always felt off, but Winslow pitied her cause she's still a kid.

The helmeted man passes by, gazing at the prizes. Just...what in the world is that green doll? That's the weirdest thing he's ever seen.]

[catliketread]

That's certainly not something I would want to think too much about either, so I understand! Perhaps you should ask the others if they recognize it?

[catliketread]

[yep, called it.]

I imagine it would be! Pretty and dangerous. Well, that's not to say that the oceans made of water aren't dangerous, but... Well, you know what I mean.

[trettende]

[ Sorry, he's just really not looking to start a fight over something as silly as so-called "true love." ]

Well, I'm sorry.

[ He doesn't sound very sorry. ]

I won't do it again.

[ At least that sounds honest. ]

[dieformymusic]

[Well...one part sounded honest. Winslow gives Hans a harsh eye before backing off and writing again, ripping the paper and let it drop before Hans.

"Never touch or look at my music again.

If you try I won't hold back like I did."]