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itscurtains2016-10-10 11:53 am
stagemanagers) wrote in itscurtains2016-10-10 11:53 am
OVERTURE
You wake up, and realize you don’t remember how you got here.
This bed is soft and warm, but it’s certainly not yours. And the room is unfamiliar - unless perhaps you’re an actor, seeing as it looks almost exactly like every dressing room in the world. It's not quite large enough to fit the bed and trunk comfortably alongside the vanity, but it what it lacks in open space, it makes up for in coziness. This could be something you’ve seen in a movie, or dreamed about experiencing one day. But whatever the case, you aren’t supposed to be here.
There’s a silver key resting on your vanity, along with a thin program booklet. The cover - where the name of the show would usually be - is blank, but if you flip through it, you’ll find some startlingly familiar information. Maybe a few familiar faces as well…
The hallway outside is narrow and poorly-lit, lined with star-studded doors. But if you make your way past them and out into the lobby, you’ll find something entirely different: an elegant, refined opera house. Crystal chandeliers glitter overhead, and the red carpet is perfect for putting on a show. A large clock on the northern wall marks the time, though with the windows shuttered and locked it's difficult to tell whether it's morning or night. There’s also some framed information pinned up that you might find helpful. If you explore further into the adjoining wings, in fact, you'll see there's an identical copy in every room.
There’s also two sets of double-doors in the lobby: one leading back the way you came, deeper into the Opera House, and one leading out. For the moment, neither of them will open.
It looks like you’re stuck. But hey - at least you aren’t alone.
This bed is soft and warm, but it’s certainly not yours. And the room is unfamiliar - unless perhaps you’re an actor, seeing as it looks almost exactly like every dressing room in the world. It's not quite large enough to fit the bed and trunk comfortably alongside the vanity, but it what it lacks in open space, it makes up for in coziness. This could be something you’ve seen in a movie, or dreamed about experiencing one day. But whatever the case, you aren’t supposed to be here.
There’s a silver key resting on your vanity, along with a thin program booklet. The cover - where the name of the show would usually be - is blank, but if you flip through it, you’ll find some startlingly familiar information. Maybe a few familiar faces as well…
The hallway outside is narrow and poorly-lit, lined with star-studded doors. But if you make your way past them and out into the lobby, you’ll find something entirely different: an elegant, refined opera house. Crystal chandeliers glitter overhead, and the red carpet is perfect for putting on a show. A large clock on the northern wall marks the time, though with the windows shuttered and locked it's difficult to tell whether it's morning or night. There’s also some framed information pinned up that you might find helpful. If you explore further into the adjoining wings, in fact, you'll see there's an identical copy in every room.
There’s also two sets of double-doors in the lobby: one leading back the way you came, deeper into the Opera House, and one leading out. For the moment, neither of them will open.
It looks like you’re stuck. But hey - at least you aren’t alone.
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Her room had no clues to Max's wereabouts; none of her usual things are there. Out of curiosity, she does flip through her program (she scoffs a little at her own profile) but only recognizes a few of these people. Boring!
She decides leaving is the best option, and takes her book and key with her to the hallway . She spends some time reading the names, looking bored.
Afterwards, one might find her wandering anywhere, skipping around looking for someone.]
hallway
[Hime pouts and shuts her own program with a sigh.]
Nobody I know and nobody who was supposed to be where I was, and maybe you could hold a bunch of us for ransom, but that can't be everybody!
Re: hallway
Hey, dollface!
[She waves her program.]
Are all the people in this book here?
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[These kinds of things meaning people who don't work for her and roles she doesn't play.]
How did we get here anyway?
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Well, I goofed that last tag up ;u;
[Pause...]
"Y'know, I've never been kidnapped before. They must have done something crazy since I dont even remember it happening."
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Lobby
It's too bad he's not sure what to do to solve any of this. For now, he's seated on a couch and holding his head, looking quite steamed, his pamphlet crumpled and pressed against his forehead.
Silly Raoul, that's not how you read something!]
Re: Lobby
This must be a joke. A poorly written joke, because once Max finds her, there will certainly be a show but no one in this little book will be participating.
Shrugging, she turns away and spies... one angry lookin' fella. Not that she's a supportive type, but this has her curious as he seems to be trying to shove his booklet through his face. So she slides a little closer, pokes him in the leg]
"What's eatin' you, bud?"
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- and is very conscious of the fact that he's looking at a little girl. (Or, someone who at least APPEARS to be a little girl.) If possible, his face pales even more than it already has. Don't tell him the mad lot responsible for all of this is kidnapping children too!]
I...believe...this entire situation is, how you say, "eatin'" me.
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She seems to be handling this all much better than you, buddy. So she just pats him on the leg again, all consoling like.]
"Dont worry bout it, sweetcheeks."
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I...will certainly make an attempt, Miss, but I cannot bring myself to think it shall be successful.
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so she can just make it worse.]"What, you've never been kidnapped before?"
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[Though for her to ask...has she????
God, make that ten drinks.]
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"Well, then its an experience ain't it? Besides, people kidnap people cuz they want things."
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What could they possibly want? Money? Land? Attention?
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"Yeah."
[Duh.]
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They could have gotten any of those things through less dubious means!
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"Do you tend to give money, land and attention away to just anybody?"
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[Seems legit.]
"THey did catch an awful lot of us."