Meeting day, see you there

[inforapenny]

[On Wednesday evening, Billy slides a note underneath the doors of all of the other cast members' doors. The notes are written in his messy, excited all-caps handwriting (the initial letters for each sentence is larger than the rest of the letters), but the message is simple enough (especially since he had to write it 15 times).]

Join me for an important tech demonstration in the special effects lab tonight at Intermission.
-BH

[As soon as everyone who's going to come is assembled, sickly-sweet cherry-scented fog starts pouring out of the vents on either side of the room, effectively obscuring both of the cameras.]

Thanks for coming. I found something on Monday night, that should, uh. Should probably be shared. With you guys.

Comments

[dieformymusic]

[Winslow feels like he's been sitting on this for awhile...maybe he's right...maybe he has nothing to base this on.

"If you found something maybe it supports what I have been thinking."]

[inforapenny]

Yeah. Me too.

[inforapenny]

Yeah. He's our friend too, now. ...Plus the kitchen they use back there is pretty, uh. Kind of a mess.

[inforapenny]

[Well he's found some shit]

Yeah? What are you thinking?

[sunshineprincess]

If it's worse than Astarte's room, then I feel so bad for him.

[dieformymusic]

[Okay so there's a crew working here very discreet. Discreet, cameras, sadism...doesn't help the paranoia.

"There was this place called the Paradise. A huge theater with all kinds of passages. The man in charge could slip through these hidden rooms all the time and watch everyone through his cameras.

He wanted the Paradise to be his masterpiece in rock opera.

He was also a sadistic man. Who lied, cheated, and harmed everyone who could get his grimy filthy hands on. His name is Swan. I think Swan is keeping us here. We're Swan's new opera."]

[dechagny]

Just...be careful, the both of you, alright? Extremely so.

[dechagny]

[It's so powerful though]

Some items in my bedroom. A ring under the vanity, with the inscription "Happily Ever After"...and a sword. European in make, I believe.

[Not saying where he found that because guess who's keeping it close by at night]

[inforapenny]

Well, I haven't been in Astarte's room, but... yeah, it's pretty bad.

[If there was a chore chart, all the names would have just been B.]

[sunshineprincess]

Happily Ever After... maybe it was a wedding ring?

[That would be a lovely inscription on her future wedding ring.]

[sunshineprincess]

Let's just say that I cleaned it once... and it probably didn't stay clean long.

[Poor Billydeer...]

[dechagny]

It could very well be. And if so...I do feel very sorry for the man who lost it.

[sunshineprincess]

I think it'd be more of a woman's ring. Unless there was no stones set in it.

[robitussin]

Yeah, but if they can't watch us anymore, there's no show and they might let us go.

...Did he tell you anything else about it?

[dechagny]

No, it doesn't appear to have settings for stones, and it is too large for a woman.

[sunshineprincess]

Hey, some women might prefer plainer things. And even women can have big hands.

[dechagny]

You are right, Anna, but I do think it is a man's ring. After all, I do not know how many women keep swords so close by in their rooms.

[sunshineprincess]

I would if I had one in this place.

[dechagny]

Well, clearly you are an exception to my assumptions.

[sunshineprincess]

Hey, you think maybe there's a weapon of some kind around here I could keep in my room. For my safety?

THIS IS PRIVATE TO ANNA NONE OF YOU GUYS CAN HEAR THIS LA LA LA

[dechagny]

[........Oh gosh he can't deny her that he really can't

Just going to. Draw a little closer to Anna and lower his voice as much as he can.]

If you have no luck getting something from the merchandise booth...I might be able to find something for you, but Anna, you must promise only to use it in self defense.

NO ONE CAN HEAR USSSSS IT'S JUST THE WIND

[sunshineprincess]

[She leans in and nods,lowering her voice as well.]

Okay. I promise it'll be only for self-defense.

everything is quiet and private and not for anyone else

[dechagny]

[He nods subtly.]

Remember - only if nothing comes from the merchandise booth. Otherwise, feel free to call on me.

not even jesus gets to listen in on this conversation. ghosts either.

[sunshineprincess]

I will! Let's hope no one gets the same weapon and commits a murder with it. You and I would be suspects right away.

it's just wind whistling through the cracks

[dechagny]

Hopefully it will not come to that.