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

[robitussin]

[She has other things she wants to bring up, but first of all:]

What'd you find?

[inforapenny]

[Billy glances at his smoke machines to make sure the cameras are still obscured, then looks at her.]

I found where the Management watches us from.

[robitussin]

Holy shit.

[First thing's first!]

Where is it and how do we break it?

[inforapenny]

It's... it's not as simple as just breaking it. I'll keep trying to come up with a way to do that, but... We have to be careful. B could get in big trouble for this, too, and the last thing we want is for him to not be willing or able to help us anymore.

Especially since that's far from the most important room "backstage."

DRESSING ROOM MYSTERIES?

[dechagny]

[Oh my gosh what the fresh hell is all this. Raoul's got a new hankie from the costume shop pressed up against his nose and mouth because EW.]

I've found a few things myself, actually.

[solomonjihad]

Ah...you know of what you and I found, Billy....Mr. Harris....Billy?

[Bill? Willy? Bizzle Wizzle???]

[dontfeedplants]

[He coughs a little at this fog. Gosh does it have to be scented?]

So I'm pretty sure we're not in Hell.

[Seymour sounds overly disappointed about that.]

[solomonjihad]

....Oh, so we are zombies, then?

[Cake zombies, technically, but hey, she's not really upset about it?]

[dontfeedplants]

I was actually thinking that at least some of us were ghosts.

...I guess there's still a chance that we could be in Hell, but if we are, the Balladeer is completely unaware of this.

[solomonjihad]

Yeah...and if we were in Hell, wouldn't Jezebel know about it?

still more gossip on the balladeer

[trettende]

What did you find out? Because so far, the most I can figure is the Management and the Balladeer aren't getting along anymore. I mean, that was obvious, but I don't think they trust each other anymore. Apparently they used to be friends.

[dontfeedplants]

I think the Balladeer used to idolize the Management before all of this, and he even told me that he wouldn't have needed to be convinced by them to do this in the beginning.

I'm... I'm also pretty sure the Balladeer was lied to about all of this.

[Seymour is seriously starting to relate to the Balladeer.]

[dontfeedplants]

I guess she could be hiding that from us, but it's still pretty unlikely

Either way, we seem to be here just so that we can entertain some audience.

[He looks so bitter about this.]

[trettende]

That... wouldn't surprise me, honestly. He seemed to hold the Management in high esteem, at least until the murders started happening.

I doubt the Management is too happy about that.

[dontfeedplants]

Shouldn't the Management expected some kind of backlash from the Balladeer? Anyone would have been upset after people started dying.

Especially since he was told that he could have prevented people from dying.

[trettende]

Maybe not. The Management certainly doesn't have any problems with us killing each other.

But wait, he was told that? So the the Management lied to the Balladeer?

[inforapenny]

I don't think they lied so much as... didn't tell him the whole truth. They didn't tell him they were planning on giving us incentives to kill, they just told him that he could try to convince us not to.

I mean I oocly know

[inforapenny]

Yeah. You unlocked the door in the the paint room.

Yus

[solomonjihad]

[She nods. Hey, he started looking at it first, she just found the key. He may as well explain, right?]

oh ok you want me to spill the beans

[inforapenny]

[Billy nods.]

In the room off of the paint room, we found all kinds of power tools.

Yus

[solomonjihad]

I'd found the key in Valjean's room, and that's how it was opened.

Story time

[inforapenny]

So Monday night, I found the crew common areas.

And I think we need to invite B to eat with us more often, because the rest of the crew are major slobs.

[solomonjihad]

...They are?

[She doesn't feel so bad about her own room anymore]

question for billy

[dechagny]

...Er...what sort of tools are "power tools", exactly?

[dechagny]

How so, exactly? And what sort of areas are there to be found?

[No objection to their buddy B joining them for ribbon loaf and perfection salad tho........wait]

Billy...was this after we spoke in the kitchen?

[You know where they were both making noodle-based foods and talking about rationality]