week 5

[stagemanagers]

WEEK 5
[Five weeks, three trials, seven deaths and thirteen performers left.

Monday the opera house has been cleaned top to bottom of any leftover traces of Halloween. No pumpkins, no cobwebs, no cheesy paper skeletons, not even a hint that there the decorations has been there in the first place. There's a slight chill in the air this week, like someone forgot to shut off the air conditioning on for a bit too long. Luckily there are plenty of sweaters in the costume room should the performers get chilly. Three more doors are lacking in their appropriate stars now but, as with Hime's, Eliza and Darla's doors have different stars stuck tight to them with different names on them.

The door on in the third floor lobby is unlocked and a new floor is ready to be explored. Enjoy your week, everyone.]


[Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday]

[ooc: put in your memories and get in your activity, lovelies, and let's have a stellar week.]

Comments

[dontfeedplants]

[I can't believe Seymour has strict morals still.]

... You remember Audrey, right?

I... I don't think I ever mentioned that before we got together, she had another boyfriend.

[trettende]

Oh, yes. The girl from back home.

[ Seymour had been so happy to remember her. Clearly there was trouble in paradise. Hans is gonna go ahead and refill his glass. ]

Was this ex an unsavory guy?

cw: vague mentions of domestic abuse

[dontfeedplants]

[Thanks for not immediately assuming that he killed Audrey's boyfriend just to get to her, Hans.]

He was a monster. I didn't see a whole lot of what he did to her, but when I did...

[He squeezed his glass of wine, looking furious.]

How could anyone treat someone like Audrey so horribly?

[trettende]

[ He kinda figured it would take something extreme to turn a wimp like Seymour into a killer. Seeing his anger now, he can certainly see how it happened. ]

I understand. You were protecting her, then? Fighting back where she couldn't?

[ Everyone's a hero in their own way? ]

[dontfeedplants]

You make me sound more noble than I am.

[Because gosh if he told him about the chopping up the body to feed a demon plant part...]

In a way, I think Hook reminds me of Orin, Audrey's ex. They both don't seem to care about anyone they meet. I'm pretty sure Orin would have killed someone like Darla if even the chance, and...

I can't help but feel a little bad that I'm the reason they died.

[trettende]

You didn't kill Hook, Seymour. Neither did we really. He did that to himself, knowing the consequences and choosing to commit murder.

[ Hans takes a sip of his wine, contemplating. ]

Don't get me wrong, he certainly had it coming. But they did that, not you.

[dontfeedplants]

He's still dead because of my choice. It's stupid, I can't really say that I'm guilty about it, but I feel bad that this is what we're forced o do.

... Can you feel bad about something but not be guilty about it?

[Is that a thing?]

[trettende]

You should divert that to the management, not yourself. You're right that they forced us into this situation, we don't have a choice.

Its alright to feel bad, but you shouldn't let that stop you from surviving this. And you shouldn't feel bad for the choices we're put into here.

[dontfeedplants]

[Wow Hans, for being a supposed terrible person you really do know the right thing to say.]

Thank you. I guess I should just worry more about those who are still alive, for lack of a better word.

... Sorry, I kind of went on a tangent there. It feels like every new memory I get is a lot to take in. Way too much.

But I guess I can say the same about you, huh?

[trettende]

[ Always, Seymour. It's his super power. ]

Exactly. If we focus on what we can do here and now, we'll get somewhere. Together.

[ Hans waves off his concern. Really, he's here to listen. At least when people talk to him it's kind of like having friends. ]

Yes, these memories aren't going to get any better for me, either. Now that I know how my plan ends, knowing the finer details isn't going to help me much...