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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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What's the point of doing so?
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[He gives one final tug before giving up and turning to her.]
But it seems my efforts are in vain! We won't be leaving this way, that's for sure.
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[okay]
I've no idea why we're here or what they could want from us, so I'm afraid I'm not very helpful there!
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Yes, mysterious. [She knocks on the wall as well, though it's only for show.] If the rules are to be, ah, believed, it's a morbid prospect? At the least, we are equally clueless!
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[He raises his voice with the last sentence as if that will reach the ears of the person (or people) listening.]
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[suuuuuuuuure]
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Is that why you are called The Pirate King? [She raises her playbill.] Is that your only name, sir? How very odd!
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[POSE....... this would be so much better if he had his crew to back him up, but alas.]
I did have a name, once. Very long ago. I haven't used it in years though.
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Unexpected may as well be my middle name! If I had a proper name to have a middle, of course. But nay, I am the Pirate King!
[it could be "the unexpected pirate king" but that just sounds dumb]
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Do you prefer me to call you Pirate King-san, the Pirate King-san, or Pirate unexpected King-san, then?
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[. . .]
For politeness's sake, is there some proper way I should address you?
[listen, he may be a pirate, but he is only rude sometimes]
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[For the first time, she looks taken aback. Give her a moment.]
...I'm just used to my name, and you're my elder, so...no, D-ne will do just fine. [The kind smile that's constantly present on her face seems somehow a bit...kinder. A touch grounded.] I appreciate your asking, Pirate King-san.
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["Pirate King-san" will always sound a little weird, but he can roll with it. It's fiiiiiine.]
D-ne, then! What an interesting name!
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She just. Blinks and tilts her head.] Is it? I've never heard as much. It just seems like a normal name to me.
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[no it's not you idiot]