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

[dieformymusic]

[...you're a good pal, Raoul.

"Yes. Finding the materials would be a real help."]

[dechagny]

What should I look for? Names, the color of the container - I will keep my eyes open.

[dieformymusic]

["Anything from the tech room. Should be wires.

Rope.

Cinnamon.

We could still use the utility belts."]

[dechagny]

[...]

Why cinnamon? I am...legitimately curious.

[dieformymusic]

["The vapors of cinnamon are combustible."]

[dechagny]

Oh! Interesting! And does that make the explosion smell nice?

[dieformymusic]

[Raoul...swear to god...

"It makes your eyes water and ruins your nose in big doses."]

[dechagny]

[He's curious]

Oh. Well. I see.

[dieformymusic]

["You won't want to breathe it in.

If we make enough we can blast a way out. Maybe."]

[dechagny]

I'll be sure to have a hankerchief on my person.

[Raoul that's not going to help much]