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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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[Javert approaches the girl slowly, checking his handy dandy pamphlet reference guide to figure out how this screaming, blue-haired woman is. She is apparently a princess, so he corrects himself, clearing his throat]
Your royal highness, please stop screaming. I am afraid you will only attract more attention in this manner.
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Are you sure it's safe? We just got kidnapped here.
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[i mean he's not going to lie]
But yelling will only draw more danger to you.
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Well, okay... How are we even here? Nobody would have let someone into the embassy like that! At least, I know I didn't, and if I didn't then nobody else would have...
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[but that can't be true. everyone knows magic isn't real!]
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[Wait. That one incident last year with the tapirs. Maybe they're all asleep and stuck in a dream world! Even though there would probably be more floating people and psychedelic walls... But even if it's a dream, the growing look of horror on Hime's face clearly doesn't say it would be any less dangerous.]
This is really bad! We have to find a way to get back right away!
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[but she's getting all animated and loud again, oh god. and does seem to think magic is real? but she doesn't appear to be...stable...so. maybe he will just ignore that.]
But we will accomplish nothing by getting hysterical.
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[he's pretty sure he's going to make this girl cry again]
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he reaches out to her, trying to put his hand on her shoulder.]
Please, be quiet.
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You have to keep vigilant.
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[but not the guilty!!! sucks to your asmar, valjean]