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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Comments

[robitussin]

The Headmaster let you lick his boots?

[dechagny]

Oh no, you had to take the boots while he was preoccupied elsewhere. It was part of the dare.

[robitussin]

Did he ever catch you? Oh, man, I would pay to see that.

[dechagny]

Me? Ah...yes, once. But then again, I only did it once because once was more than enough.

[robitussin]

So... The one time you tried it, he caught you, basically.

[dechagny]

On the contrary, he only caught me the one time - I learned from my mistakes the next time, and then promptly decided afterwards that I would make someone else go through the entire dare themselves from then on.

[robitussin]

Revenge boot licking. Nice.

[dechagny]

It was a sweet revenge indeed. But, ah, when one is an adult, there is no need for such things.

[Now you just challenge a fucker to a duel]

[robitussin]

So what happens when you're an adult?

[dechagny]

Civil disagreements, mostly. Duels, too, if things grow heated, but never to the point where you have to inflict injury on someone.

[robitussin]

I mean... Doesn't a duel necessarily mean inflicting injury on someone?

[dechagny]

Well, anything less than a bruise is unsporting.

[robitussin]

I thought a duel involved, like, shooting someone.

[dechagny]

[He looks a little pale at that.] Oh no! At least, not in my experience - I've never had to consider something so serious! No, we simply fence each other.

[robitussin]

Oh, right, the toilet brush. I remember that now.

[dechagny]

[This is it this is his legacy]

Yes. Exactly. The...toilet brush.

[robitussin]

To be entirely fair, my judgment over the toilet brush has lessened considerably.

[Comforting??]

[dechagny]

[Probably??]

Er...I'm...glad to hear it.