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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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Unfortunately, no. I would that I had, for all our sakes.
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[She sounds exasperated, but not necessarily at him. It's this situation - it's ridiculous.]
Anyways. You're from France?
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[this leaves a lot more questions unanswered. surely they are in france??? how would they get out of the country so quickly???]
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[At least they're on the same page; she's troubled by something similar.]
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[it's worse than he feared.]
There are endlessly more questions and few answers.
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[A shrug.]
On the other hand, I doubt whoever it is would have brought us here for no reason, so I'm assuming we'll find out what's up eventually.
[She's assuming it's going to be awful, whatever it is, but hey.]
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[they could all jump the guy, right?]
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Okay, uh, just to make sure we're on the same page here... You're not talking about, like, torture or anything, right? Because it kind of sounds that way.
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Nothing so barbaric.
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[Even with that cleared up, though, she's still curious.]
Just so we're, like, even further on the same page, what ways are you talking about?
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I mean, unless they're really stupid. Always a possibility.
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Man, you seem pretty chill about all this. Like, weirdly so.
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[he raises an eyebrow. how do you do youths]
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[wow natalie]
Uh, it means calm.
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[he's quiet for a moment, unsure of what to say here]
I know nothing will come of panicking. Someone must remain aware to protect the people.